I know I am going a little out-of-order since I still haven’t written about my birth story but I wanted to get this in before I forget. And, I only have a few minutes to write, the other story will take me a lot longer to write. It’s a good one! lol
So, my baby is one month old. Can ya believe it? I certainly can not!!
11 lbs 15 oz. Chunker!
He is smiling, coo-ing and I swear he has rolled over three times. I think he is too young for this to be intentional but I saw it happen.
Abram is an amazing baby. Definitely easier than Lucy but that could be because I have a better idea as to what to do with a baby this time. He is very laid back. He eats very well and sleeps great. I am spoiled and so blessed (I am very sorry to all of the Moms who have babies that do neither of these things well. I wouldn’t have made this information public but this is sort of my Baby Book so I kind of had too. Please forgive me if this makes you upset -eek! Call My Mother-in-law, she can help you! Ha).
Abram has really cute dimples just like his Daddy. He has Lucy’s eyes. Definitely Ryan’s temperament. Maybe he has my knees? I’m not sure yet. Ha-Ha. It’s okay, I am glad he is all Price, he is a boy and that is how it should be. Plus, I think his Dad is a stud sp hopefully he will be too.
He has had a bad case of baby acne but that is clearing up. I guess that means it isn’t currently bad, but it was.
The hardest thing about having a boy? The diaper situation. That kid has things squirting out everywhere. I did not think such things were possible, but oh they are!!! Thank goodness we have hardwood floors. That is all I have to say about that!!
He does not spit up. I didn’t think babies didn’t spit up but apparently they don’t. With Lucy I was washing burp cloths every other day and I have a massive amount of burp cloths. I assumed that was how all babies were. I use burp cloths now to cover up his p****, not for spit up. {wink}
I still think nursing is one of the most painful things ever. It only took three weeks for me to heal and not have any pain. Why do I do this?!
When Abe was first born I am pretty sure that he has/had a sensitivity to dairy which meant I had to cut dairy out of my diet. Waaaah! I am grateful for that now because I couldn’t eat Ice Cream and I learned to use other foods besides cheese to flavor things. The DR says he is normal now so I can start eating dairy again but I am going to do it slowly and really try not to eat as much of it. I actually have come to enjoy it somewhat but it really does limit my choices which has been very annoying.
Back to my pre-baby weight but my body is not in pre-baby shape. I need to jump back on the workout wagon. Was I ever on a workout wagon? Ah, well, I guess I should just start working out. Or, something.
Lucy l.o.v.e.s. her brother!! Oh my goodness. She can not hug and kiss him enough. She does try to hold him and pick him up which is kind of scary so I have to be careful. I thought I was doing a good job yesterday when I put hin in the crib when I left the room for a minute only to return to find Lucy also in his crib. Oy. She is very helpful and does not seem the least bit jealous. Praise God! I did not know how this was going to go over…
I love him so much. Of course I think he is the cutest thing ever. It is amazing how one can love someone so much. I never thought I could love anyone as much as I love Lucy but I do. What a blessing he has already been to our lives, just in one short little month. Being a family of four is so much fun.
Don’t w0rry, all of this has come with difficulties as well. It has not been all rainbows and sunshine. My lack of sleep has caused me to become way more irritable with Lucy so I am constantly praying for patience. It is not that she is “bad” she just likes to get into things and she is really independent which gets me really annoyed sometimes and instead of being merciful and patient, I get easily frustrated. It makes me sad because she is so sweet and I don’t want to be a “mean Mommy”, I want to train her lovingly and again, patiently. I want to help her and teach her, not snap at her and make her feel like she is inconveniencing me. It is also really hard when the baby has fussy time during bed time or dinner time. I feel like I am ignoring Lucy or brushing her off (I usually read her books before bed but often we have had to skip them because of the baby) when I have to attend to him and it makes me sad.
The other difficult thing is that right after the baby was born Ryan had a HUGE commercial job which caused him to work 15+ hour work days for three weeks straight. That was TERRIBLE! Thank God for people who came by to help out and for bringing us meals so I didn’t have to cook. Not only did I have a brand new baby, a crazy two-year old, I lost my husband. Kudos to all of you single Mom’s out there who have to do this by yourself everyday.
It would be nice to actually get dressed and go out on a date for a few hours. Ah. One day.
Thanks for visiting. Sorry I have been MIA. I will probably not be posting too frequently for a little while. You know, still trying to figure things out.
Goodnight. It is nap time. Hallelujah!
PS. Can you believe there were two Abram’s at the Doctors Office yesterday! What in the world?!
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