July 2014 archive
My little Roman is one month old already! It’s amazing how it feels like just yesterday we were checking into the hospital to have him, but at the same time, it seems like a distant blurry dream. I already can’t imagine life without this little one… although I do have a faint memory of it being easier. 😉
Things I never want to forget about Roman at 1 month old…
- He was 8 lbs at his last weigh in at 18 days old and had already grown over an inch in length.
- I refer to him frequently as an “angry baby” – he has this siren of a cry that he likes to use frequently throughout the day. He just seems mad a lot of the time.
- Despite being angry, he is an angel at night. He does wake up every 2-4 hours to eat, but he doesn’t cry throughout the night (just starts fussing when he’s hungry) and only wakes for a brief feeding. I’m not complaining!
- Every day he is having longer periods of awake time… some of it spent screaming, but also a good portion just wide-eyed and taking it all in.
- Since 2 weeks old he has been smiling purposefully on occasion. They are getting more and more frequent and soon enough I’m sure we’ll get them all the time. I can’t wait!
- I have yet to get peed on during a diaper change!!! This may be one of the only “pros” of his kidney reflux situation. With Landon I was peed on almost daily.
- Roman loves, loves, loves to be worn in the ergo carrier. He’d live in that thing if he could. (Too bad it’s pretty miserable to wear him in our 100 degree weather lately.)
- He looks like a little old man. He has this crazy receding hairline and wrinkly forehead that just cracks me up!
- My heart is complete because of this little guy.
Angry baby! HA HA HA!
Along with Roman’s 1 month birthday came a pleasant gift… I feel like myself once again! Seriously, I woke up yesterday and it felt like the fog had lifted. All of a sudden my positive outlook on life is back and I feel like I have energy and motivation again. Love it! I was a little bit worried there for a while.
Also, I’ve already survived my first 3 days home alone with the kiddos and I’m happy to report that they were better than expected! Somehow I managed to keep them alive and fed while also keeping up with the laundry and preventing the house from looking like a tornado struck. I’m amazed by myself! I even cooked real dinners for my hubby! Now I know I won’t always be that on top of things, but I’m off to a good start. 🙂
And now some more 1 month pics of my little man…
I’ve been a mom of three for nearly a month now (SO CRAZY!) and the verdict on how I’m feeling about this new role is still up in the air. In a lot of ways things are so much easier this time around. In round three I’ve learned that you just have to roll with the punches – that no good comes from fretting over the small things. This time around I’m enjoying the quiet moments nursing a newborn in the wee hours of the morning instead of wishing for the future when I’ll sleep once again. I no longer even flinch over messy “blow-out” diapers. My heart rate doesn’t increase when the baby cries and I don’t stress out when he’s having an “off” day. I’m happier in the sense that it all feels “easier” and I’m really soaking up the newborn stage and not taking a second of it for granted.
On the flip side, everything is 10 times harder. Emotionally, I’m pretty much a mess. I don’t want to say I’m suffering from postpartum depression because I don’t really think I am. But, I’m definitely having a much harder time with my emotions this time. I find myself crying for what feels like no reason at all when I get a second to myself. My husband looks at me strangely when I return with puffy eyes and a stuffy nose. I just don’t feel like myself, I guess. I have a feeling it’s going to take a while before I really do. I’m giving myself over to three little ones indefinitely. I’m sacrificing a bit of myself to be their mom. It’s the most rewarding job in the world, but it’s tough.
I think it’s going to take me a while to get the hang of things in my new life. It’s a balancing act that I haven’t mastered yet. I’m the clown who just can’t seem to figure out how to juggle. Next week Andy returns to work and the roller coaster ride will really get going. I’m actually excited to be forced to figure things out on my own and terrified at the same time. Everything about this new adventure as a mom of three has been a contradiction of emotions. I can’t wait to look back on this season of my life in like 10 years and see how I come out.
I’m struggling with the realization that my newborn is 3 weeks old today. It feels like only yesterday I was packing my bag for the hospital and trying to wrap my head around the reality of bringing a new baby home. At the same time, it feels like I’ve already known him forever. Time, sometimes I despise you.
I could not have survived these past three weeks without one key baby item: the swaddling blanket. Roman does not like to feel “exposed” – he hates getting his diaper changed and is rather fussy when he’s not wrapped up like a burrito. To master a proper swaddle, you don’t need anything fancy. Any thin, large blanket will do. However, nowadays there are tons of great blankets designed for quick and easy newborn swaddling. One of my favorite swaddling blankets to use with Roman is the Cocooi Babywrap Merino Swaddle Blanket.
If you’ve read my blog for a while you may remember when I reviewed the Merino Sleep Sack. Well, the Cocooi Merino Babywrap is made from the same super fine and soft 100% merino wool that helps to regulate your baby’s body temperature, making it perfect for use in warm and cool climates. This is my favorite thing about this blanket because I tend to always worry whether my babies are too hot or too cold.
Let’s take a look at the Cocooi Babywrap in action shall we?
EXHIBIT 1: Place fussy baby in the little pocket at the center of the diagonal wing design of the blanket. Baby will continue to fuss as you tuck the right wing over baby and wrap the left wing all the way around baby, creating a snuggly little burrito.
EXHIBIT 2: Watch as baby slowly calms and falls asleep in the cozy cocoon of merino wool.
EXHIBIT 3: Add the bonus matching wool hat that comes with the swaddling blanket for the ultimate in cozy comfort (and cuteness).
This is a simple, no fuss blanket that contains no polyesters, velcro, zippers, or other cumbersome details. I would definitely consider it on the spendy end of the price spectrum, but you’re paying for the high quality materials here. If you plan on having more than one kiddo, I’d say it’s definitely a worthwhile investment.
Babysleepbags.com is offering a 5% discount when you purchase 2 or more Merino Kids, Safe T Sleep, or Poppet items from their website. Just use coupon code VO5DD2RR.
Disclaimer: I was sent this blanket in exchange for a review. I choose to only work with brands and products that I truly believe in. All opinions are honest and my own.
So, a few days ago this happened.
My little baby girl, the one who made me a mother, turned FIVE. The morning of her birthday as I held her newborn brother in my arms and watched her frolic around our living room, I realized just how far I’ve come in the last 5 years. Sure, when it’s someone’s birthday it is a day all about them, but it is also a huge day for the parents. I don’t think you realize this until you are a parent yourself. I mean, growing up I never thought about my parents on my b-day! It was all about me! But boy-oh-boy do I realize how huge it is as a parent now. Five years ago my life changed forever in ways I never could have fully imagined. With each of Leila’s birthdays up until this one I still held on to a piece of her babyhood. This one was different. At five, she has very little baby left in her. She is a full blown KID. She’s opinionated, she’s smart, she’s self sufficient in a lot of ways. She’s friggin starting school in September!!!! (HOLD ME!) So, her birthday was a touch emotional for me. I felt like my experience with motherhood was coming full circle – I was celebrating her graduation from a baby to a big kid while starting over with a newborn in tow. It felt like she was passing on the torch to her new baby brother.
Such a goof! So full of sass and spunk. She’s already more than I ever dreamed she would be.
This last year has been a huge year of growth for my little miss Leila Jade. A year ago I was terrified at the prospect of kindergarten. She was a shy, meek little thing who still clung to me some days when I dropped her off at daycare. But somewhere over the last several months she started to really come out of her shell. While she still has a quiet, shy side, she’s much more outgoing and willing to step up and try new things than she ever was before. We tried out soccer this spring and she blew me away. She got right in there and participated straight away and actually showed off a bit of an aggressive side on the field! Daddy was proud. She continues to be my best friend – we have some seriously great, deep conversations already and I know they will only continue to get better as the years progress. She is my special gift from God. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without her. She helps me out on so many levels – with her brothers and with putting a smile on my face exactly when I need it. I can’t explain in words the bond we have, but I know that I won’t ever take it for granted. Especially since I’m sure the teen years will put a wrench in it! HA!
I want nothing more in this life than for my kids to be happy. I hold so much hope for Leila that this next year is nothing but amazing for her. There’s a lot of change going on in her life, from the birth of her new bro to mommy not working any more to starting at a new school in the fall. I just hope and pray that through it all she remains the happy, spunky, funny, sassy, smart, creative, beautiful little girl she is today.
It’s 2am and while you would think I’d dread the sound of his cry and having to roll out of bed yet again, I actually don’t mind at all. This is what comes with one’s third and final round of newborn. Instead of struggling through the sleepless nights, I’m finding myself reveling in them. It’s just him and I in the dark quiet. I get the newborn smell, the squishy snuggles, the little squeaks and sighs all to myself. It is so sweet.
Roman is over a week old now and already I don’t know how I existed without him. The love that comes with a child continues to boggle my mind. It seems to miraculously grow out of nowhere and consume your entire being. And for those of you who are parents of one and planning on adding more to your brood, I’m happy to report that it seriously gets better every time. Gone are the days of stressing over each and every fuss and twitch. Instead, you just soak each moment in as if your life depends on it.
It pains me to think of today as being my last day with an infant just this age – that tomorrow Roman will be one day bigger and stronger and just a little bit different than he was today. So, I don’t go there. Instead I’m just taking it all in – not looking too much towards the future or dwelling on the past. Just living in the moment.
And having lots of fun photographing the little man, too!
On Sunday I would have been 40 weeks pregnant with Roman. I decided that I needed to complete my weekly belly shots with one final photo…