Thursday, February 17, 2011

One Month


My sweet baby boy is officially one month old today.  I've always been told and even thought so myself that the first month is the hardest.  But really, this past month hasn't been that bad.  He has been a pretty sweet baby.  Only getting upset when he's hungry, poopy, and tired - all of which are easily remedied.


I must say, I was significantly happier once the belly button and circumcision were all healed.  I very much hate those processes.  As far as sleep, I am tired, but it could be so much worse.  I'm usually up twice a night, around 2ish and 5ish.  The challenge is falling back to sleep.  If I could just do that, I'd be much more alert.  However, the past two nights he has slept from 10:30 to almost 5:30!  It has been great! 

There is one small matter that has me deeply saddened.  His beautiful dark hair is beginning to fall out!  What happened to my one baby that had hair????  He looks like he is suffering from a receding hair line.  I hope it doesn't all fall out!  Oh, and he has quite the case of baby acne right now.  Caiden and Paige went through it pretty bad too, but I'm sure it will be gone soon....I hope :)  Regardless, he is adorable.


I can't get enough of holding him, scratch that - squeezing him.  I just love newborns.  Casey will often say to me "You're staring at him again.  Why do you stare at him so much?"  Do you really have to ask?  But really, he's guilty of it too :)




The kids are still loving him like crazy too.  Last night I took Preston and went over to a friends house.  I got home right after Casey put the kids to bed.  I peeked to see if they were still awake and Caiden (half-asleep) said "Mom, I didn't even get to hold Preston today.  Can I just hold him?"  So he climbs down from the bunk bed and holds him for about 10 sec. and thens says "Ok."  And went back to bed.  So cute.

As far as my time - well it's pretty much gone.  Why didn't anyone tell me that 3 kids is significantly busier than 2?  I feel like I can't get anything done.  I can certainly start something, but rarely do I find the time to finish it.  I realized that I have literally lost about 4 hours of my day to just nursing alone.  Ugh!  Not to mention all the diaper changing (and sometimes the whole outfit too). 

This is pretty much my daily routine right now:
Race to get the kids to school at 8:30, come home, feed Preston, clean up breakfast, try to squeeze in some time to work on the computer before I have to shower and go pick up Paige from preschool.  Then we get her, and by the time we get home it's lunch time.  Wait a minute...did I even eat breakfast?  Then Preston's hungry again...and probably poopy.  Feed him, then I have about an hour and a half or so to either run errands or clean up my disgustingly messy house.  It's a toss up on which one I decide to do.  Then before I know it it's time to get Caiden, which shouldn't take long, but it does because he has to talk to E.V.E.R.Y. single child he passes on the playground.  Finally get home, Preston is hungry...again...and poopy...again.  Then it's practically dinner time (oh how I hate dinner time...and cooking...it's just ridiculous), then gotta do homework and reading with Caiden, which takes forever because he's....easily distracted.  Then bath time...whaddya know..Preston's hungry again.  Then bed time...which takes forever too because the kids have gotten their second wind and are bouncing off the walls.  Then finally they're in bed and now it's Prestons' bath time.  And the kitchen is full of dirty dishes and no one has clean clothes tomorrow.  Do I have the energy do it?  Hmmm....I won't answer that.  Then, it's about 9:00....and I'm freakin exhausted.  Feed Preston one last time and try my hardest to convince him to sleep all night (don't laugh, it's working) and then it's almost 10:00.  It's either "good night" or "oh my gosh, I haven't showered yet" and in that case it's a quick shower and then "good night"....all to just wake up and do it again tomorrow :)

Ahhh......yes, I'm loving my little newborn....but very much looking forward to summer, with no schedules and where my only priority is "how long should we stay at the pool today"?

Friday, February 11, 2011

I'm a cow....

So, my kids have been struggling with the concept of nursing.  And my explanations have been quite vague.  I've tried to explain it as appropiately as possible, but I just can't bring myself to say the necessary words that would explain how it works.  Do they need to know the details?  I don't really think so. 

Caiden has quit asking questions but not Paige.  So on the way to school yesterday Paige says:
"Mom, how you feed the baby I guess you don't have a bottle?  (Oh, I should mention that for some reason Paige always says "I guess" in place of "if".  It's something we're working on...)

So I'm contemplating on how to properly answer (and it's 8:30 in the morning, and I'm tired and apparently my brain was taking too long)  and Caiden pipes in:

"Mom....is like a cow, Paige.  And Preston....he's like....her baby cow."  (very matter of factly)

And Paige replies "Oooooohhhhhh."  As if that clears it all up. 

And we haven't had any questions since.  So....I'm a cow.