2 Months!!

I've been wanting to write this blog post for a couple of days now, but the cord for my computer stopped working so I was unable to charge my dead computer. Finally, Jeff went and got a new cord yesterday (it was still under warranty, so luckily the new cord didn't cost anything but the old cord.)

Anyway, my baby boy is now two months old!! I can't even believe it. Time sure has flown. In some ways, I can't believe it's already been two months (he turned two months on the 25th and he's 9 weeks today). But in other ways, it seems like he's been with us forever. I love my little man.

At two months, my sweet boy:

* smiles more and tries to talk more (though we still don't get a lot of "conversation" from him. Maybe he just takes after his daddy.)

*He likes hand games like "Itsy Bitsy Spider", "Pattycake", and "Head, Shoulders, Knees and* Toes".

*He makes good eye contact when we are talking to him.

*The little fella can really hold his head up now.

*He's got great head control and can turn his head with greater ease during "tummy time".

*He continues to enjoy sleeping on his tummy.

*He loves the sound of the vacuum cleaner and rain (he's currently sleeping in his moses basket by the front window which is opened so he can enjoy the rain.)

*He is gaining greater control over his muscles.

*He can roll over from his tummy to his back.

*He loves to look at lights still.

*He enjoys going for rides in the car.

*He will take naps in his crib/moses basket/pallet on the floor, baby rocker, etc now (as opposed to only sleeping in my arms.

*He's become more independent. It's been neat to watch his personality take shape and watch him make choices by facial expressions, turning his head, etc.

*He loves music.... the kid needs his own IPod :)

*He is a healthy 13 lbs even and 23 1/4 inches long.

*He does still have problems with reflux unfortunately and is on new medication for it... we just started it yesterday and had one of the worst nights yet... instead of just grunting and groaning, my poor boy spent his early morning hours thrashing about and occasionally letting out a scream or two. It was heartbreaking and exhausting. (Maybe he has bad dreams or something?) I'm also trying to restrict my diet more and see if that helps... something's gotta help the poor kid... maybe time is all we need. Maybe, hopefully, he'll outgrow this soon.

We just love our boy and are thrilled to have him as part of our family.

P.S. At just two months, he has experienced his first earthquake (5.8 on Tuesday) and now is experiencing his first hurricane (Irene happening now).

Now for the good stuff! :)

My sleepy boy taking a nap on his tummy (8.5 weeks old).

Taking a nap in his crib for the first time (6.5 weeks).

My boy makes the cutest/funniest faces (5.5 weeks).

I just love this sweet face (8 weeks).

Morning smiles (please forgive the blurriness... 8 weeks).

Enjoying the sound of the rain as he sleeps (today at 9 weeks).

(Watching the rain from the open window- 9 weeks).

Out of order- but this is last Sunday, enjoying his new sunglasses- 8 weeks.

Haha... (last night- just about 9 weeks)

9 weeks.

I'm a little bit obsessed with taking pictures of my wee bit. Hope my readers don't mind me posting so many.

And here's a video of the C-man doing tummy time a couple of days ago.

Untitled from deanna calton on Vimeo.

Back to Work

Well, tomorrow's the day... and I am sad.

I have really enjoyed these past weeks getting to know my little fella. I've enjoyed spending all of the time that I wanted with him, holding him while he sleeps, taking walks with him, putting him in the Moby wrap while I washed dishes, talking to him, watching him develop, discover with widened eyes new sights and sounds. I've enjoyed singing to him, dancing with him, reading stories, scriptures, magazine articles to him. I love listening to his funny noises. I've enjoyed falling asleep with him in my arms on the recliner or sofa in the late morning or early afternoon hours. I've enjoyed venturing to doctors appointments and stores with him, not once getting out of the house exactly when I hoped to. I have enjoyed watching people as they dote on my baby boy. I haven't always enjoyed getting up in the middle of the night to change a dirty diaper or feed him (but only because of sheer exhaustion), I've not enjoyed watching him suffer through the pain of a gassy tummy or acid reflux, but I do like being the one to comfort him. I really have tried to take advantage of all of the hours, minutes and seconds that I had with him each day- and I still will, though those hours, minutes and seconds will be substantially less. I will return to work tomorrow. I am having a really hard time with this- with going back to work. I don't think I have ever been so torn as I am now. Wee bit will be with his grandmother and I am sure she will take fine care of him, but I want to be the one taking care of him.

Today, I went to my postpartum appointment and the midwife asked about sleeping and eating habits, out of curiosity. I told her that we co-sleep... her suggestion was to get him out of our bed by 3 to 6 months, or else it will be harder to get him out of bed in the long run. The thing is though, that I enjoy having him sleep in my bed with me. I like having him close and especially now- now that I have to return to work- I'm going to want him close to me as much as I can. I will want to especially cherish each moment that I have with him.

Tomorrow, I am sure will be filled with tears and a little anxiety as I leave my baby with a babysitter for the first time. I hope the day goes by quickly. Wish me luck. : /

Now, I must get all the rest I can get. I managed to get up at 6 this morning- tomorrow and every work day after, I will need to get up no later than 5. Oy veh!

P.S. I will say though, that I am glad I am starting on a Friday- and that I can sort of ease into work, rather than starting on a Monday. Again, wish me luck.

Tummy Time and Rolling Over

So we did tummy time this morning and the wee one rolled over for the first time... now I know it was just accidental- he would probably consider himself lucky since he gets tired of tummy time pretty quickly. Anyway, I happened to be recording him when he rolled over- so I consider myself lucky. :)

Rolling Over from deanna calton on Vimeo.