2 Months (Almost)

Well the last almost 6weeks have flown. My little man is a perfect and permanent member of the family. My mom is still out which has been a huge help and blessing. I am still banned from carrying heavy things and walking a lot… so having someone to carry the car seat has been wonderful. My 6 weeks PP appointment is on Monday, and I know what’s coming… I still haven’t healed all the way. The war zone is still sensitive and not healed… and my tailbone still cannot be sat on on hard surfaces or even soft ones for long. Enough about me. All about baby A. He now makes eye contact with the people around him and has given a few very rare smiles. He’s so close though… he almost grins, and sometimes does if I play with his arms. It only works once though. Then he’s over it. At his 4 week appt he was up to 10lb 1oz. and 22.25 inches. 89^th percentile for height! Not really a surprise with hubby and I being pretty tall. He is the most perfect tempered baby. He only fusses when he’s overtired or hungry and its only until he gets attended to.. maybe a minute and no more of fussing. Grandtotal of grumps a day is about 10 min. My sister was out for a week until yesterday and she got to try out her auntly duties and showered love on the easiest to love baby in the world. He is a giant 10lb paperweight and he still never gets set down for long. he has outgrown his newborn onsies lengthwise… on to 0-3 clothes.. which are loose on him but fit his tiny baby feet. He still has greyblue eyes and I hope they stay. He loves bathtime... but only if it’s warmer than what is supposed to be. Then he’s a happy camper chilling in his tub with mommy and daddy fawning over him. And cleaning his neck rolls. Who knew? My pump finally came yesterday (after a month!) and I tried it out... in between feedings I got 3oz which he ate last night from a bottle so daddy could feed him for the first time. I was a little sad but they both enjoyed the experience and I know hubs loved being able to share that. Meanwhile I pumped next to them and felt like a cow getting milked. I wish I knew how much he should be eating oz-wise… you can’t tell if he eats off the boob... so I’m second guessing bottle amounts… too much? Not enough? After the bottle last night he gave me the best nights sleep I’ve had since he was born… put him down at 10., he slept till 230, was fed, changed, down and out by 2:50 and I didn’t have to go back in to soothe him. He gave me until 5:30, put the binky back in and got until 6:30!!!! More of those nights and parenting is gold! He’s currently asleep in the swing and its almost time to eat again. My little ball and chain:) To end this rather short two month recap. A picture.