Today we brought you for a walk around the Boston Public Garden. The city was so busy since tomorrow is Patriot’s Day, or “Marathon Monday.” We can’t wait to take you on the swan boats once they’re open for the season.
You’re three weeks and three days old and we are so completely in love with you that it hurts. Sometimes after I feed you, I just sit with you on my chest or in my arms, snuggling you and inhaling your sweet baby scent. You are SO CUTE after you’ve had a really good feeding.
We jokingly refer to this state as “milk drunk” because your whole body relaxes into this peaceful, languid state; you smack your lips in the cutest little satisfied way, and you usually have milk on your chin or lip. It is adorable.
You’ve grown so much since you were born. You’re starting to get some rolls! Your little butt is still non-existent though and you have little chicken legs that still scrunch up toward your body. (I’ll miss it so much when you stop doing that.)
You love to look around.Your neck is so strong and you’re constantly lifting your head and pushing up on your arms for a better view when we put you up on our shoulder to burp you. On the rare occasions that you fuss and cry, but aren’t hungry, wet, or tired, I think you’re just bored and want a change of scenery from the bedroom or couch, so I’ll walk all over the house with you, talking you through the sights to check out in each room. You especially love the bathroom shower curtain and the headboard in our bedroom.
We wish we knew what you’re always looking at, but you definitely follow things with your eyes. To distract your during diaper changes, we keep a little stuffed lamb near the changing pad and you’re not just looking at it anymore; you’re starting to grab it. You HATE being held too flat on your back. Usually I assume it’s because you have a little gas, but the more we get to know you, the more I’m starting to think it’s because you prefer the view! I love the little glimpses of your personality that we’re starting to see.
Occasionally, you smile in your sleep, but we know these aren’t intentional. We can’t wait for real smiles!! Hopefully, soon!
Breastfeeding is finally improving, too thankfully. To say that the past three weeks have been a challenge is an understatement. We’re old pro’s at latching on the left side at this point and I’m able to nurse easily in cross cradle and even reclining position, which I absolutely love, but we still struggle with the right side. We’ve done a few bottles here and there, but I noticed you didn’t latch or suck normally after having the bottle, which I’d read can happen, so we’re going to try to stick exclusively with breastfeeding until we’ve both really got it down. I think we finally turned a corner as far as the pain I’d been experiencing, though. I’m actually getting to the point where I look forward to feedings and love the time we get to spend bonding (and snuggling) afterwards.
We gave you your first “real” bath on your 3-week birthday and you LOVED it. You are a very calm, mellow baby in general, but the warm water soothed you even more. It was so fun to watch your face as you experienced the warm water. You loved having your hair washed too. You looked practically comatose after we finished and had you toweled off.
This past week we slept apart for the first time since coming home from the hospital. I was so exhausted and sore from sleeping with you in the crook of my arm every night that we tried doing a few hours in the rock n play, and you slept beautifully for 2.5-3 hours. It’s been about 4 nights now, and I miss co-sleeping already. When you’d co-sleep with me, I’d keep you in just a diaper and bolster you with the snoogle to protect you from being rolled on, but now that you’re in the rock n play, I usually swaddle you snugly with an Aden & Anais swaddle blanket. I LOVE those things! I can get the snuggest wrap with them, of all the swaddles we’ve tried.
You must be going through a growth spurt or maybe experiencing “the witching hour” because for the past 3 nights, you’ve inconsolably cried starting right around 6:30-7 PM. You won’t eat, you don’t have a dirty diaper, you won’t sleep, and you don’t want to be put down. I’ve Googled just about everything under the sun and assume it’s either a growth spurt or gas. It breaks my heart to hear you cry so hard!!
We took SO many walks outside this week since it was so beautiful out. We’ve covered almost the entire neighborhood at this point; we even ventured all the way to Starbucks once last week.