Holy Moly - Elliott is going to be a month old on Sunday - that's crazy to me! It actually just seems like yesterday we brought him home from the hospital. Crazy to think that on Tuesday will be his 1 month appointment - and I'm assuming he's over 9lbs already, this boy is HUGE!
It has been an amazing few weeks. Very trying and tiring at times (like when he decides to cluster-feed nonstop for 3. Straight. Hours. Thank God for breastfeeding convenience!!)
This week, Brad went back to work, so Elliott and I have been on our own. To go from pretty well 3 full weeks of having my parents or Brad's parents here, plus Brad, to all by my lonesome has been quite the learning curve. I have had my frustrating points, but for the most part, DAMN I love this adorable little boy!
He is sleeping much better at night. He at least will go down in his bassinet now! He still only sleeps 3 hours MAX at a time (average is about 2 hours) but his wakings are getting shorter and more efficient and he is going down easier.
Naps during the day are completely erratic - and very very very rarely will he let me put him in his bassinet for them. They usually end up occuring laying on my chest or in his bouncer chair. I really really REALLY hate this and want to try to overcome this hurdle with him next week.
I've started tracking my food again, and started tracking a couple walks with Elliott. We spend a little time outside everyday in the carrier. Today (due to snow) it was only to the mailbox and back (less than 5 minutes) but yesterday was GORGEOUS we did the "long loop" of the subdivision! 35 minutes of walking with him in the carrier! (I swear he's in there somewhere!)
So we are slowly getting back on track! I think my weight has settled between 153-155lbs now (pre-preg was 138, so my goal by July 1 is 140). I am still giving myself the rest of the month (holy jeebus, it's halfway through) to ease back to it, especially because I haven't been officially cleared for take-off yet!
...that and there is no such thing as consistency at this point, and I'm dying for some!
3 weeks old in this picture - and first time in a cloth diaper - which is AWESOME and we are fully in for days now, and soon to start on nights! So happy they fit him already!
We read together every single day - no excuses!!
A chubby cheek day! Hilarious - chubby one day, stretched out skinny the next! Infant growth spurts are very noticeable!
Getting to know my bear!
Time to sign off! Brad's been off by 4pm every day this week... and tonight... still no word of him being done. It's 7:10pm right now, and typically we start Elliott's bedtime routine (whatever semblance we have of one anyway) around 7:30pm... looks like I'm on my own! *minor heart attack*
I hate... hate... HATE that about Brad's job. *epic rant begins* Not only does he not know about working a day until the night before (he calls into a job line) - sometimes the job line is posted at 5pm, sometimes not until 930pm. And at that point, we still have no idea if he's off by noon or 9pm. Then - as if this isn't cruddy enough - he might start the day with a job that would be done by whatever time, and so he thinks he'll be done by a specific time, but more often than not, more job time gets added on. Literally every day this week, he thought there was "a chance" of not working the next day. He's worked every day. Then for today, his task on the job line "sounds like I'll be done by about 2pm" - just got the text right now saying "45 minutes"... now I have to decide between telling him to cab home so I can get Elliott settled, or risk screwing up Elliott's bedtime to get him (because of course, this happened on one of 2 days this week that I happened to keep the car)
I thought it pissed me off before a kid - well holy crap - this sucks... I wish I had some idea when my respite comes home , not to mention he is going to be SO upset if Elliott is already to bed by the time he gets home. He admits that his absolute favorite thing every day is his Elliott/Daddy snuggle time. (this was taken in the hospital probably 12 hours after Elliott was born - it's how he best falls asleep still, on Daddy's chest)
*rant over* - time to start gently waking Elliott (ugghhh...) to get him changed, fed, and into the car to get Brad.