Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Two Months Old?

Can it be? Really? Two months?
Really! It's true. LT is two months old today. He has gotten so big, over twelve pounds! He's less fussy from colic, but more so from his teeth coming in now. He will only fall asleep on my chest or while nursing, which is a bit vexing. My grandma is encouraging me to 'put him on a schedule' but like I always tell her, he is on a very regular schedule. It just so happens that that schedule is not mine! LT eats when he wants, sleeps when he wants and plays when he wants. I don't believe I'm 'spoiling him' and I'm not inconveniencing myself, so I don't see what the problem is. He may be a bit fussy, but I'd say my untrained little guy is pretty happy.
 Rockin' the tie dye
 He sure loves his Mamaw!
 Om nom nom



 On his very favorite bed

 With daddy R
 Catchin' a ride in the sling

Oh my! It's a little monster!
That's it for today. It's awfully hard to type when you're a bed!

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Keeping sane... barely...

As little LT gets bigger and stronger he is impressing everyone. From his first day earthside he could roll on to his side and lift his head off of my chest as I cuddled him. Before he was two weeks old he rolled over completely while he was supposed to be napping away in his pack n play. He has quite the little temper, once he gets started it's a task getting his attention and refocusing him on something that makes him happy. He'll scream and cry unrelentingly even after being changed and fed and snuggled. He pinches, punches, slaps and kicks anythin within reach, including himself. It breaks my heart. Sometimes music is the key to soothing my little beast, but a lot of the time I just have to hold him close and wait it out. He has an knack for know when R (my boyfriend) has just fallen asleep, at which point he will become inconsolable for about an hour. At these times I sometimes just have to hold him and cry along with him. When he isn't so upset, he's smiling constantly. Even when he's crying I tell him how much I love him and call him my sweet boy. I think he's started trying to laugh these last few days, he loves to smile at people see them smile back. He's getting so big. He won't be weighed until Thursday but I know he's at least 11 pounds now. He's getting so big! He doesn't fit snugly in my lap for feedings anymore, he can almost escape me when I try to hold him and he loves nothing more than to roll off of my chest while I snuggle him and sleep in the crook of my arm. He's a healthy little eater, although today I don't know if it is that he's eaten more or less than usual but my breasts were engorged before almost every feeding. We took a lovely nap that he munched all the way through and I'm working on a crocheted pony for when he takes an interest in playing. I have a lot of ideas for toys, hopefully I can get them done soon before they are in demand.
Oh! Christmas! It was very nice, my mother is visiting and the family spent Christmas day at my grandparents' house. R stayed home. The holidays make him sad. Christmas night we spent with his family. I really love spending time with them. His mother and I share a lot of beliefs. I', glad I get along with her so well.
So, three more days until our very busy, all-about-town day. I have an appointment with my OB early in the day, then hopefully I'll have time for lunch with my grandma, afterwards I go to the breastfeeding support group at the health department, finally I'll run home just in time for my appointment with the nurse. I think I'd like to try to post more regularly, I don't usually have much to say.
No pictures today, sorry!