So we've been struggling with Max wanting to nurse almost constantly, and being pretty fussy at times. But Tuesday night, after a long hard Monday, we gave him a bottle of expressed milk and a bath and he slept for 5 hours straight... woohoo! Even our little kitty, whose been acting out a bit since Max's arrival, slept on my pillow and refrained from her "death howl" for an entire night.
Unfortunately, I didn't sleep so well because I kept waking up thinking Max would be up. And after about 4 hours went by, I started getting super excited that he'd been asleep for so long... oh well! It was still pretty cool. Last night he did a 4 hour stretch and several 1-2 hours. Now he's been sleeping for a few hours in his swing, and I've gotten some stuff accomplished around the biohazard zone that used to be our home. Oh, who are we kidding... we've never been neatnics!
Life is going pretty well~ the turtles and tadpoles are once again making appearances in the cemetery, and my bud M. and her little one have been enjoying jaunts with us there on Fridays~ thinking "Tuesdays with Morrie" but with less life lessons and more diaper explosions (on the babies, not us. Usually.)
My parents get back to Maine in a few weeks and I'm looking forward to them being back and getting to know Max. Should be fun.
Well, going to try to squeeze in a few more chores before the Booby Bear awakens.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Where is the time going? Suddenly our little peanut is 9 weeks old and almost 13 pounds and it's almost May.
Life is good. The first few weeks were really, really hard~ hormones, sleep deprivation, and the evaporation of our old, good life. But we are settling into our new, good life, and finding some semblance of routine.
I still look at this little dude and wonder where the heck he came from~ lessons about the birds and bees aside. He strongly resembles Scott but I can sometimes see me in him, too. And at the same time, he is clearly, innately himself.
We finally had a good experience giving Max the bottle this weekend~ he did really well. Which means that at some point, Mom can take a little break and catch a bath or a yoga class. Although I have the feeling that I'll miss him when I do take a break~ I already miss him if he's in the back seat for a long car ride, or when he takes an extended nap.
Well, he just woke up so I need to go, but wanted to not let too much more time go between entries.
Life is good. The first few weeks were really, really hard~ hormones, sleep deprivation, and the evaporation of our old, good life. But we are settling into our new, good life, and finding some semblance of routine.
I still look at this little dude and wonder where the heck he came from~ lessons about the birds and bees aside. He strongly resembles Scott but I can sometimes see me in him, too. And at the same time, he is clearly, innately himself.
We finally had a good experience giving Max the bottle this weekend~ he did really well. Which means that at some point, Mom can take a little break and catch a bath or a yoga class. Although I have the feeling that I'll miss him when I do take a break~ I already miss him if he's in the back seat for a long car ride, or when he takes an extended nap.
Well, he just woke up so I need to go, but wanted to not let too much more time go between entries.
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