Books are dangerous. They can fill your head with all sorts of ideas and stories...or they can bruise your nose. In this case I'm talking about the latter.
E's too smart for his own good lately. He's getting bored of his usual toys and he's starting to figure out our routines. Part of that means that he knows his bedtime routine well enough that he knows bedtime stories are just the last thing keeping him from food before bed. So he cries while we read.
As of 8/28/2017
Nick Names: Bubba, Bubs
Height: 24 inches (As measured at home since no doctor's appointment)
Weight: 15 lbs (As measured at home)
Head: Large
Special Outings: Family vacation in Maine, craft group, movies (Wonder Woman, The Glass Castle, Landline), Fenway Park
Visitors: Linzy
Loves: Sucking on hands, being outside, sticking out tongue, playing airplane
Hates: Elevators/Ears Popping
Because it's been a while since we've been outside of the house past 6pm. Because we don't get many "just for fun" outings any more. Because we need to learn how to do this. Because when Northeastern has Red Sox/Yankee tickets, you can't say no. Because even though your son is only two and a half months old, he's two and a half months old and going to his first Red Sox game! Against the Yankees! Because we just gave him bragging rights for life.
And so we went.
I'm surrounded by constant reminders that my baby isn't so little anymore. "Of course he is," you say, "he's only two months old!" Yes, but today he put himself to sleep for the third time in a week. Not an over tired, passed out from exhaustion and crying - we've been there before. This was an, I'm tired, and I'm going to drift off to sleep. He wasn't in my arms, he wasn't crying, he was just sleepy.
Remember when I kept a diary for a full day when I was pregnant? It was a peek into what early life was like between me and E. Now that E's physically here, I thought I'd do it again. Because who isn't curious what I do all day on maternity leave?? (spoiler alert: it's not that exciting and it's super repetitive)
Last week we accomplished something amazing! We packed up the THREE of us, and took off for a week! It took two weeks of making lists and slowly gathering everything we thought we might need, but we did it. I'm a little worried for our future since even our huge car was packed full, and there wasn't much we took that we didn't need.
As of 7/28/2017
Nick Names: Bubba, Bubby, Buddy
Height: 22.5 inches (32nd percentile)
Weight: 11 lbs, 8 oz (38th percentile)
Head: 15.5 inches (66th percentile)
Special Outings: Two more movies (Despicable Me 3 and Spider-Man), a visit to Becca, BBQ at my boss' house, 4th of July Carnival
Visitors: Danielle, DJ & Wyatt, Aunt Raina and Cousin Zaida, Tom's Parents
Loves: Baby crinkle paper, bouncer seat, anything patterned
Hates: Car seat/Driving in the car, gas pains, being tired
After a busy week last week, and a busy one coming up, I decided that E and I could use a quiet week at home focusing on a reset. We almost went to a movie on Monday, but E had a morning meltdown that let me know it would be a bad idea. (Of course it was the first movie I was actually looking forward to see... sigh)
It's 1:15. You're supposed to be asleep but you're not because a poorly installed diaper just caused a total outfit change. I'm walking you to sleep in a dark house but you're not quite ready. Don't think I don't see you peeking at me through half open eyes to see if I'm still here. I hear your giggle too. I don't need the lights to know you're smiling at me. Maybe because there's spit up on the floor by the stairs. I should remember that before Tom wakes up tomorrow, but there's no way I'm risking setting you down right now to clean it up. It's been 4 passes around the kitchen island since your eyes have opened.
It's been a long week, and we're spending a bit of time trying to recover from it.
Under normal circumstances, it would have been exhausting. It started off with a visit from E's other grandparents, and continued with a trip out of the house every day this week, when normally we only leave once. All three of us are requiring all of the naps to get back to normal!
I'm not sure if E will be an extrovert or an introvert yet. I go back and forth all the time with what I think. He's a Gemini like me, and usually needs a lot of time to recover from any outings we have (of course that could just be a baby thing). On the flip side, he loves social interactions and is always wide eyed, taking it all in.
I'm still adjusting to how different my days look now. No more dressing up in business casual. No more commuting. No more meetings and presentations. No more interacting with other adults. Instead I'm home all day with this tiny human. Oddly enough, my days are actually less predictable than they used to be.
I have no idea how long E will sleep, or where. If it's going to be a day full of crying, or if I'll be able to get things done. And I'm still surprised at how quickly things can change. For example, this was a small chunk of a recent Monday: