Jefflog

Three weeks into the new arrival, we’re still hanging in there. Oliver’s still waking up several times a night, but most of the time he goes right back to sleep after feeding. I’m probably getting close to seven hours of sleep a night, albeit in two-to-three hour increments.

The harder part to deal with is his incessant crying. He’ll go on these crying binges shouting at the top of his lungs, and nothing we do seems to console him. We thought it might be colic, but apparently it’s not considered colic if it only happens a couple of hours each day. Whatever’s bothering him, it must be real bad, but all we know to do right now is to wait it out. In another 3 or 4 months, it should solve itself.

Maggie has been very understanding with the new addition. We’ve taken extra steps to make sure she doesn’t feel ignored, but we certainly haven’t been able to take her out as much as we used to. She’s not jealous of Oliver at all; if anything, she’s too enamored of him, constantly wanting to touch or kiss him to the point that we have to restrain her to avoid unintentionally hurting him. We joke that the reason Oliver cries so much is because he hears his sister squeal “Hi Baby Oliver!!” For the record, Oliver is pronounced “Ah-wa” in Maggie’s parlance.

She’s also developed a cute way of singing the Alphabet Song. Sometimes she ends the song with the following:

Now I know my ABCs,
Next time 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10.

It took me a few listens before I understood that “won’t you sing” sounds a lot like “1 2 3″. She just continues the number sequence past that point. Sometimes she’ll even extend it to 20, although it’s not quite there because she’ll skip a few in that sequence.