The Statistical Baby

Ruby’s now at the age where numbers matter.  Not to her, of course — she’s not that gifted — but to me.  Any time she eats, sleeps, or poops, I want to know when, for how long, and how much.  When Kate and I come back from an evening out, we immediately grill the babysitters for all the relevant data.

There’s a constant calculation going on in my head that’s tying together all these numbers to assess (and, more importantly, predict) her mood.  It goes something like this: “she’s crying but she ate just an hour ago and it was a big meal but she’s been eating a lot lately but then again she hasn’t slept for a while but it’s only 10am…”

Now that Kate is back to work full time we’re really hitting a strong, predictable schedule.  Ruby naps three times during the day: 8:30am, 11:30am, and 4:30am.  She sleeps for 45 minutes.  Optional catnaps are at 2:30pm and 7:00pm.

Ruby eats at 10am, 1pm, and 4pm.  She eats 5oz per meal.  Of course, Kate also breastfeeds her in the morning and the evening.

Knowing that Ruby has settled into this routine makes spotting her moods much, much easier.  If she’s even slightly fussy and it’s after 11am, it’s naptime.  If it’s 10am, it’s meal time — I don’t even give her a chance to get fussy.

Also, knowing that I have those three breaks during the day really helps me relax about what I’m trying to get done around the house or for work.  I know there’s always another opportunity coming up in a few hours.

It’s now 12:20pm, and, just like clockwork, I can hear that Ruby’s awake from her mid-day nap.  I had time to have lunch, put the groceries away, do some prep work for dinner, and write this blog post — all of it calmly, thanks to the statistical baby.


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One Response to “The Statistical Baby”

  1. Big Adventures » The Stochastic Baby Says:

    […] It seems like just the day after I sang the praises of Ruby’s predictable schedule, Ruby changed her mind.  It looks like she’s evolved (or is evolving) towards a new schedule, and in the meantime my planning has been shot all to hell.  Last week I wasn’t able to predict her sleeping (and, to a lesser extent, her eating) with any real degree of accuracy, which led to some really frustrating days.  Now, though, it seems like things have settled down again.  For the time being.  […]

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