The Six Week Peak of Fussiness

It is a known fact that six weeks is the peak of fussiness for babies. As we are entering our seventh week, I am happy that we have made it through. Coco has gone from being fussy at any time she is awake, to being fussy when there is genuinely a reason to be (hunger, tired, gassy).
As luck would have it as soon as we got past the colicky fussiness, she got a cold, and is now back to being fussy. Poor little thing cant breathe out of her nose so she struggles to latch on while feeding, and she just seems genuinely miserable. We are hoping this too passes sooner than later.
On the bright side we have started to get some smiles as she becomes a more social being. She is so different than Isaac in the sense that she doesn't want to be left out of the action, and is super aware of her enviroment. She seems to be more of a mommy's girl, and cares very much where she sleeps and who puts her to sleep. I can tell she is going to be (and already is) firey, and particular. I suppose some of this is the fact that she is a girl, and very much her own little person.
The sleeping has been pretty rough. As she has become more aware of her surroundings she is having a harder time falling back asleep and is up for long stretches in the middle of the night. With the addition of a cold, the nights have been long and difficult. We have moved her into her own room because she seems to be a lighter sleeper and we were waking her as we got into bed at night. This hasn't seemed to make a particular difference in her sleeping for the better or worse. It is nice to have our bedroom back, and I think it is good for her to start sleeping in her own space.
On top of all of this I have been struggling with clogged milk ducts and last week, mastitis. It has made for a challenging couple of weeks, and I believe is very much my bodies way of saying... slow down! I have been hard on myself and getting very little rest between taking care of the kids, exercise, house keep, etc. I have been trying to take a little time for myself this week, but as any new mother of two knows... this is virtually impossible.
My hope the for my next entry is that we are getting more sleep, and that Coco is feeling back to her healthy self. It is awful seeing her upset and sick. I know once i feel somewhat rested the world will seem a little brighter.

Fiercely Independant

With each day it seems Isaac is becoming more and more independent. The last few mornings he has been waking up early and trying to run through his beloved morning routine all on his own. We hear bits and pieces of it as we lie in bed thinking... oh no, what kind of disaster are we going to awaken to. No doubt, it is a messy process, but it is also adorable, and important. Yesterday we heard him get out of bed, go pee, flush the toilet. Then he went back into his bedroom and started to play. He found the 'airplane backpack' where we keep wrapped treats for long trips, and he proceeded to unwrap a few toys for himself. He then brought us a beloved cars coloring book and asked if he could use it. David came into the living room and suggested some other less messy independent play toys, and then came back into the bedroom. Isaac decided he wanted cereal and went into the cupboard, got it and a bowl, and poured it for himself, and all over the floor. This morning we awoke to him pooing in the bathroom by himself, dumping his potty contents in the toilet, washing the basin, wiping (???), then unable to get his footsie pajamas back on, he decided he needed new pjs. Got a step stool, went into his drawers, found a pair of pjs that suited him, and got changed. All of this new confidence and ability is amazing. I love watching the delight in his face as he accomplishes new skills and celebrates the journey. Who knows what tomorrow morning will bring.