Sleep Wars

So Adam turns 6 months in a week (wait did I just type that? Sheesh.), and he has yet to sleep through the night. That means, for almost six months now the most sleep I’ve had in one stretch is 7 hours. Not that I’m complaining. I’m happy to get up in the middle of the night when Adam needs to eat or be changed. However. He can roll over really well now. He rolls over while he’s asleep, wakes up, and can’t roll back to the correct side to fall asleep again. Occasionally he’ll also wake up fully and won’t go back to sleep for anything. Case in point: a couple nights ago he woke up at 10:30 and did not go back to sleep until 1:30. 

3 hours he was awake. 3 hours of crying, rocking, feeding, soothing, white noise, etc, etc. And nothing worked. That kid was going to go to sleep when he was good and ready and none of our futile attempts to quiet him were going to work. 

I think I might be partly to blame for this. This week I started putting him down in the crib and soothing him to sleep that way. ‘He needs to learn to sleep on his own’ I told myself.  Silly me trying to make my baby do something he doesn’t want to do. While he will eventually fall asleep, he won’t stay asleep. Which is kind of a big deal when it’s the middle of the night and your kid is squawking at the top of his lungs.  

I think I would classify Adam as a “high needs” baby. This kid wants what he wants right now and the wailing will not quit until he gets it. And you know what? I’m cool with that. I don’t want to change him to make my life convenient, or push something on him that he’s not ready for. I think I need to just stop fighting it. Cry-it-out is never going to work with getting him to sleep so after a couple of days of trying it I’m giving up. I’ll let him fall asleep on me for a while longer because he’s happier and sleeps longer that way. 

This afternoon I had him on my lap making funny faces. He out of nowhere laid his head on my shoulder and went to sleep. No fussing, no crying, no white noise needed. I think that was his way of saying thank you. 

He’ll get to sleep on his own one day. I’m going to work hard not to rush it. And I think my baby will be happier for it.

On an unrelated note, I finally got a picture of one of his teeth. Enjoy!



Hello Fall!!

Fall is by far my favorite season of the year. The weather gets cooler, the holidays are coming, and I can break out my skinny jeans and tall boots! Today the weather cooperated and was very Fall-ish. Cool and breezy with lovely, fluffy clouds floating along.

Adam and I hung out on the porch this afternoon in our new rocking chairs. The kid who moves constantly (even in his sleep) sat on my lap and just chilled. It was so peaceful and so wonderful. I would have taken a picture of us but I left my phone in the house. But trust me, we were a pretty zen pair out there. 

I can’t wait for what Fall brings for us. An orchard near our house has apple picking and pumpkin patches, so I’ll post pictures when we venture out. Until then, I’m going to brew a cup of hot tea, turn on some football (OMG did I just write that??), and enjoy the quiet while Adam sleeps. 

Babywearing Addiction

When I was pregnant with Adam, I knew I wanted some kind of baby carrier. The brand I heard about the most was the Moby. It’s a stretchy wrap that holds baby close and is awesome. At my California baby shower we got an Ergo. I had never heard of it but when I got home I looked it up and it’s also a very popular carrier (good job sisters!!).

But it’s better for bigger babies so we went ahead and got the Moby until Adam was big enough to fit in it. And it was so wonderful!


I started carrying Adam in it when he was small, about two weeks old. I should have kept the kid in it 24/7 but it’s got a lot of layers and is very warm. Not too good for a hormonal mom and a hot headed baby in the humid NC summer. So it worked really well but it wasn’t ideal.

The Ergo, the Moby and the Baby Bjorn kid from The Hangover were all I knew of babywearing. I had NO CLUE what an incredible, hugely popular world it actually is.

I met a local babywearing guru through a friend at a breastfeeding event, and through her I was invited to join the local babywearing group. It was a little bit overwhelming at first. I found out that there are a ton of different types of carriers. Woven wraps, stretchy wraps, Mei Tais (I still don’t know how to pronounce that), Ring Slings, Ergos, etc, etc. That and more acronyms than the military. And the military has a LOT of acronyms!

But as I waded through the sea of information I realized that if I could figure out what kind of carrier was best for me, I could wear Adam as he got bigger and bigger, and I could carry him on my back! Imagine the freedom! I could do the dishes when his teething pains made him clingy! I could walk through the store or go hiking and he’s totally content! Since we had a stretchy wrap, and a soft-structured carrier, I decided to round out the collection with a woven wrap.

Woven wraps are a big piece of fabric like the Moby, but they are handwoven, which makes them much stronger for bigger babies. Adam is getting heavier and it makes the Moby sag, so I need more support.

This is when the addiction started. Woven wraps are gorgeous! They come in different fiber content, different colors and patterns, and different sizes. Each one works for some moms while not working for other moms and oh my goodness there was so much to choose from!

But after much help from babywearing mamas and websites that sell carriers, I finally chose the woven for me. YAY!!

Here’s what it looks like on me:


I got another green one because it’s gender neutral. The woven’s aren’t cheap so I want to make sure that it fits our future baby number two no matter the gender. It’s so wonderful to hold Adam and have him be truly weightless on me. So to all moms and dads with babies, I highly recommend you wear your kid! I prefer the woven, but Mike likes to use the Ergo. And looks hot doing it, frankly.


We’ve got three different kinds of carriers now, but really whatever works and keeps baby in an ergonomic position is amazing! As an extra bonus, this happens more often than not while we’re wearing Adam:


So worth it.

Three Topics For The Price of One!

Well it’s been a pretty crazy week, so what would have been three separate posts is now coming to you in one super-sized post extravaganza (the crowd goes wild!!).

First, I went and decided to turn 30 last week. It was a great birthday though! I hung out with sweet baby Adam and my hubby bought me a juicer so I could keep making some delicious lemonade without using a fork to get all the juice out. To celebrate I made lemonade, natch. I also got to Facetime chat with my big sister, who’s birthday I stole the day I was born. She gracefully decided to share with me because, and I quote: “It’s been 30 years that I have had to share MY birthday… 🙂 I guess after 30 years it can be OUR birthday!!” Thanks sister! You’re an awesome birthday partner. And seriously, look at this slammin’ pair making the 12th look goooood!


Other than celebrating the big 3-0 last week, I was also stressing out over the FIRST OVERNIGHT TRIP WITH ADAM! Eeeeek! This is what packing looked like before Adam:

My bag

Mike’s bag.

DONE. Let’s hit the road!

And after Adam we had the previously mentioned bags plus:

Adam’s bag

Diaper bag

Play mat

Pack and play


Various toys/chew things

Jump Jump

Breast pump/frozen milk


Reflux medicine


Ergo carrier and woven wrap

Okay let’s hit the…nevermind I need a nap.

So after we got our entire house packed in the car (minus the stroller, it didn’t fit), we headed over the hills and through the woods to Grandma and Grandpa’s house. It went remarkably well. Better than we could have imagined. Since Adam is not a car-loving kid we decided to leave at his bedtime. We put him in his pj’s, made sure he was fed, and then hit the road. And lo and behold, he slept the whole way! Talk about a weight lifted off my mind. I was having nightmares about having a screaming child in my backseat for over an hour… well let’s not get ahead of ourselves because we’re going to Ohio soon and I just want to have happy thoughts until then.

It was so awesome to be able to get out of the house and do normal things! Mike’s Aunt, Uncle and cousin came over to have lunch for my birthday and snuggle with the wee one. Let’s be honest, they were probably there for Adam more than me. I can’t compete with those dimples, so I don’t even try.

I don’t have any pictures of the actual get together because I was too busy shoving dairy-free red velvet cake down my gullet (Thanks Darla!!). But I do have one of Adam trying to eat his Grandpa, so enjoy:


I think Rick might be made out of chocolate or something because the boy tries to devour him at every opportunity.

We all had a great weekend and the drive home also went really well. He didn’t sleep well last night (up every two hours), but that might just be a growth spurt and not related to the traveling.

In other news, my incredibly sleep deprived self got a big treat this morning!


That’s right, that’s my sweet boy sitting up! On his own!! For like 60 whole seconds!!! Sorry the picture isn’t great, I didn’t have time to set up good lighting because I was thinking “please don’t fall yet please don’t fall I have to get a picture oh my gosh where’s the camera don’t fall baby!!”. After I got this shot he did, in fact, nosedive into the bed. But it was a cushy landing and he thought it was hilarious! So that wraps up our busy week in the Williamson house. I think I’m going to go take a nap. Or have lunch. I’m not sure which one ranks higher on my priority list today.

I wonder if that last piece of red velvet cake fits into enough food groups…

Super Dad

Look at this guy:


Out there on his weekend mowing the lawn. Then he’ll probably go into the garage and organize stuff that’s been thrown in there, work on our leaking window, fix the drain from our air conditioner that’s been puddling and causing mosquitos by the house, or come inside and work on finances, or move something heavy, or watch Adam so I can go for a run. All during his free time, and all done without complaint. 

I know they say that being a mom is the hardest job in the world, but being responsible for bringing home the only income is just as hard! I’m in awe of him every day for what he gets done. In the five months since Adam has been born I’ve never felt like he resents me for leaving work to be home. He’s so supportive of me every day and is understanding when I’m so damn tired that I barely managed to get dressed, let alone cook dinner and clean up. 

There’s a picture that Mike took of him and Adam that gives me chills every time I look at it. 


There is our little boy navigating the face of his Daddy. The man who’s eyes light up whenever he sees his son. The man who can’t wait to get home from work so he can cuddle and play with his baby. It’s so beautiful I can’t stand it. 

I’m turning 30 next week and the number bothers me. But I do not regret for one second the decisions that brought me to where I am today. I am so lucky and grateful and thankful to have this family. 


Keep on keeping on Super Dad! I’ll be here when you get home, ready to fry up that bacon you brought me!

Finding Your (Very Loud) Voice

File this under milestones I had no idea existed: the scream. Like ear piercing, blood curdling happy screams coming from your little cherub’s face.

Adam has always been a talker. He’s more interested in babbling and laughing than he is in rolling over. But it was cute coos and happy squeals every once in a while. Right about the time his tooth was coming in he also figured out that he can control those noises coming out of him.

And so he’s been using his voice. A LOT.

Most of the time the screaming comes when he’s happy. While video chatting with my sister the other day he was carrying on in the background and she thought he was mad. A quick flip of the phone and no. He’s smiling from ear to ear!

Of course after this continued for a while I went to Dr. Google and found five hundred million* different forums of frantic women talking about their five month old babies who scream uncontrollably all the time oh my gosh Help!

Turns out it’s just a phase that a lot of babies go through. Thanks Dr. Google!

*five hundred million is an approximation. There were actually 24,900,000 results.


So my almost five month old little man has his first tooth! I’d post a picture of it but he is not a fan of his mom sticking her fingers in his mouth while at the same time trying to keep his head still and hold a camera with the flash on. So what are you gonna do…

But I felt it and it’s there I promise!

Honestly I was very surprised at the whole process. All weekend long he was fussy and seemed to want to be held a lot. He didn’t really want to eat and I ended up doing a lot of pumping and giving him a bottle. Then all of a sudden I looked into his mouth and there was a spot on the bottom of his mouth. Then the spot got bigger. I’d like to transcribe a conversation between Mike and I on this occasion:

Me: Hey I think there’s a tooth coming in!

Mike: Whaaat? No way.

Me: No really the mark is getting bigger I bet he’s going to cut a tooth!

Mike: No way. Agree to disagree.

Me: *smacks her head*

And so on. He was in denial but, as is usually the case, I was right. Hehehehe.

So Monday afternoon Adam, who is not the most reliable sleeper, took a 3 hour nap. Just fell asleep and kept on sleeping. That must have been what he needed because that evening I was checking on the spot, which at last check had turned white, had a rough edge. Like a toothy edge! Just like that it’s there and he’s got a tooth now. Crazy!

Over the last couple of days it’s continued to push up and out. I still can’t get a good shot but as soon as I get a big toothy grin you can bet the camera will be out!