How big is Anya Haley? SOOOO big!

Filed under: baby's progress,photos — by Lauren on February 21st, 2007 @ 11:06 pm
Check out how big Anya has gotten:

Anya at 4 days old Anya at 3 1/2 months old

See more recent photos!

4 Months Update

Filed under: baby's progress,doctor,thoughts — by Lauren on February 19th, 2007 @ 8:10 pm

Anya had her 4 months appointment at the pediatrician today. She’s a whopping 15 lbs, 12 oz (90th percentile) and 26 inches (97th – ! – percentile). Aside from a pesky rash that just won’t quit (normal for some babies, unfortunately) and a touch of laryngitis (which makes her cries sound so sad and pitiful), she’s big, beautiful, and healthy as can be.

That paragraph had a lot of parenthetical comments.

Some of the things we discussed today were Anya’s sleeping and eating habits. Unlike several of her friends, Anya still sleeps swaddled in her Co-Sleeper in our room, and although she slept from 11-4 last night, she’s not showing signs of being able to sleep through the night. She’s a pro at falling asleep, but not staying asleep. We’re going to work on helping her give up being swaddled first, and we’re using a cold turkey approach. As I am writing this, she is taking her first nap in the era of no swaddling. It took 30+ minutes for her to truly fall asleep. We had at least 15 minutes of crying, at which point I pinned her arms down just so she’d calm down enough to start working on falling asleep. Then we had a long period of falling asleep for 5 seconds, startling herself awake as soon as her arms dropped, waking up to cry, lather-rinse-repeat.

I’m VERY uncomfortable with letting her cry herself to sleep at this age, but that’s basically what I did, though I was there to put the pacifier back in her mouth and be a comforting presence. I feel SO guilty about it. She trusts me to take care of her, and though I know I’m doing something good for her in the long run, it feels like right now I’m letting her down. I’m definitely not ready to let her cry it out on her own, and therefore I’m not sure how we’re going to approach getting her to sleep through the night. I know we have to get her to learn that she doesn’t need to eat when she wakes up, since the doctor says that there’s no physical need for her to eat in the middle of the night – it’s just a comfort for her. We are going to work on helping her give up the extra feedings once she’s mastered sleeping unswaddled. One suggestion the doctor had was for Lex to be the one to comfort her back to sleep instead of me. The advantage of this approach is that Anya won’t be able to smell me/the breastmilk, and the bonus is that I would get to sleep more, though I know if I can hear her cry I won’t sleep. I’ll either have to wear earplugs or leave the country or something.

We plan to transition her out of our room to her crib at around 5 months – we don’t want to move her before then because some research has suggested that keeping the baby in the parents’ room decreases the risk of SIDS, and the highest risk period is between 2 and 4 months. I don’t think she’ll have too much trouble since she takes naps in her crib during the day with no problems, and it may even help her sleep through the night more easily since I won’t be able to hear every peep she makes. I think it will be tough on me when we move her out, though. I love having her so close by; it’s so amazing to have a baby in the first place, and I can’t describe the joy and comfort I get out of hearing her breathe and watching her sleep. She’s only going to be little like this for such a short time, and I don’t want to miss a second of it.

Anya still nurses every 3 hours during the day, which is fine, and now that she’s 4 months old we can think about introducing solids. I’m inclined to wait as long as possible, but Lex wants to start them sooner. Aside from avoiding the stinkier poops that come with solids, there’s some evidence that delaying foods decreases the chance of allergic reactions, and the doctor suggested that with Anya’s tendency to have a rash, waiting until at least 6 months might be good for her. However, Anya is showing a definite interest in people food whenever she watches us eat. I was a little disappointed that we didn’t get a clearer answer about how to proceed once we start (rice cereal vs. veggies, etc.), but I understand – there’s no “right way” to do it.

In other news, Anya’s really got her head under control, and she’s trying to push up on her hands. She’s so close to rolling from her tummy to her back, though right now she ends up spinning herself in a circle from the way she brings her knees up to her chest. She can scoot on her back if you let her push off your hands with her feet. She grabs at anything you dangle in front of her, and if she’s able to grasp it, it goes in the mouth. And, if there’s nothing available to put in her mouth, she’s a pro at getting her hands in there. She coos, blows bubbles, smiles, and laughs. She’s become a real little person, and we love her.

A haunted baby monitor?

Filed under: funny — by Lauren on February 16th, 2007 @ 4:35 pm

We have a great video baby monitor – it’s very helpful to be able to see Anya so we know if she’s just a little fussy or if she needs us to come upstairs when she’s sleeping (or when she should be sleeping, rather). However, there seems to be a little problem with it, and I don’t think the company takes back merchandise due to ghosts.

A few weeks ago, I had come downstairs after turning the camera upstairs off, and the monitor was still on (not surprising since I hadn’t turned it off). When I looked at the screen as I was about to hit the power button, I was startled to see flashes of a crib in between the static. This was very puzzling – I knew I hadn’t left the camera on, and even if I hadn’t been sure, the crib on the monitor wasn’t ours anyway. I turned the monitor off and on again, and it was still there. Lex saw it, too, so I know I wasn’t hallucinating it.

Today I happened to turn on the monitor before the camera, and there was the phantom crib again. The static makes it look very creepy, and though I know that somewhere nearby there must be another baby whose parents have a video monitor tuned to Channel A, I wouldn’t be shocked to find out there was a spookier explanation. Hey, it would fit in with the fan and light that turn on spontaneously in our purple bedroom. And the big dead guy who walks around our house at night.

So, what’s up?

Filed under: baby's progress,family,friends,funny,news — by Lex on February 14th, 2007 @ 2:45 pm

On behalf of my wife, Dana Victoria Kaplan Rubin, I would like to say “What the heck?”.

There has not been a Baby Blog entry since January 22nd. What is Anya up to?

How big is she, 6’5″, 6’9″ with the Afro?
How many blocks can she knock down?
How is her vocal percussion coming?
This is like America, circa 1980, before CNN. We do not know what is going on.

Much love,


Jake and Dana, thanks for writing.

Babies take a lot of time. We got lazy. We will get back into the blogging habit.

Since our last blog post, Anya’s smile and laughter have become daily occurrences. She is this|close to rolling over and it’s possible that she will buck trends and roll from her back to her tummy before mastering tummy-to-back.

Additionally, Anya’s taken her first plane flight. She took a vacation to Tahiti to get away from us for a little while.

No, the three of us took a trip to Los Angeles. On the flight to LA, we experienced Anya’s bedtime ritual, which involves crying for 45 minutes some nights. And interestingly, in the air, crying babies actually stretch out time — 45 minutes = 45 hours.

It’s strange.

I also experienced potentially the most horrible five minutes of my life, when I took Anya into the airplane bathroom to change her diaper.


It is too small. Either Anya hit 6-feet in there or the room is TOO STINKING SMALL. I was trying to hold the diaper bag with my body, pressing it against the side of the room, while fitting in with it and Anya as we squeezed into that tiny room. It took a while for me to notice that I was pushing the diaper bag into the nozzles that activate the sink, soaking the side of the bag. It took me a while to notice that the toys Lauren had tied to the strap on the bag were dangling in the airplane toilet. And it took me a while to notice I had Anya’s head ever-so-slightly smushed against the back wall of the bathroom.

It took me no time at all to know that I would NEVER EVER do that again.


Instead, after hearing the same advice from multiple people, including both sets of Anya’s grandparents, we changed her over our two seats during the flight back to New Jersey. That was way, way, way better.

In other news, Anya’s vocal percussing is excellent. Her snare needs work, but her cymbal crash is awesome.