Monday, August 26, 2013

One Month

One Week Old
Saturday Leland was one month old. This month is probably the fastest month of my life. I honestly do not know where time went and I just can't believe that my sweet baby boy is already a month old. This has probably been the best/hardest month of my life. Leland has grown so much and has made me laugh every single day. But I had no idea how hard motherhood really is. Firstly because postpartum depression has been kicking my trash this month. I cry every single day and am basically an emotional wreck, so that's fun. Also because I get absolutely no sleep whatsoever. For the first three weeks of Leland's life he ate every 2 1/2 hours- which didn't leave a lot of time for sleep. But it's more than those things. Motherhood has required me to learn new things every single day. It has been a month of never ending questions for the doctors, my mom, and google. It has also been a month of trial and error. Not to mention the constant worry I feel that I am not doing it right or that I am in some way a bad mother. It's seriously the most stressful yet rewarding thing I have ever done in my life. I didn't know it was possible to love something as much as I love my little guy. There have been times when I have sent him off with one of his grandma's so that I could take an uninterrupted nap and I wake up missing him. And as strange as this is going to sound, there are also times when my arms feel empty because he is not in them. He is pretty much my entire world now. I can't get enough of him!

Here are some of my favorite stories about Leland from this month:

-- After Leland's two week doctor appointment I was studiously taking off the band aid from his foot. I was focusing so hard on taking it off and not ripping off any skin with it that I failed to notice that our dog Zorro was licking Leland's face over and over and over again. That was my very first bad mom moment- which I can now laugh at thank goodness.

-- One day Justin was changing Leland's diaper after he thought he was done pooping. He wasn't done. Justin had a hold of Leland's feet with his bum sticking in the air, he was trying to put the new diaper on, when all of a sudden Leland shot out poop like a rocket and it went all over our carpet. So as Justin is trying to deal with the poop that is now all over, Leland then proceeds to pee, and it arcs up and lands in his own face. I had a pretty good view of all of this mayhem and I was laughing so hard I started crying. We got the carpet cleaner out and threw babes in the bath and laughed that we now had a good story to tell.

Okay, so here are some facts about my little man: (for journaling purposes)

--Leland is very long. He would probably still fit in newborn footie pajamas but he is too long for them so we had to switch to the the 3 month size so that he could stretch out.

--When he wants food he wants it NOW! He makes the cutest snorting pig sound when he is hungry. When you start to feed him he clenches his fists really tightly by his face so it is sometimes hard to get the bottle in around his hands. By the time you are done feeding him however, he is spread eagle with open palms.

--Leland loves his swing. He usually falls asleep pretty fast in it but will wake up if it stops. He also loves his car seat and car rides.

-- He is very alert when he is awake and loves to stare at things. He also makes the funniest facial expressions. My favorite is when he stretches and scrunches his forehead. It's pretty much adorable.

--I was worried that Zorro's constant barking would wake up Leland when he was sleeping, but Zorro can bark and bark and make all the annoying noises he wants to and Leland won't even flinch. I'm guessing its because he was already used to Zorro from inside the womb.

--When he was three weeks old he started not liking the bassinet next to my bed so much. We put him in his own room in the crib and voila! Everyone started sleeping better! I have an independent kid on my hands I think.

-- Leland is strong! Like seriously strong! He has the tightest grip and if he doesn't want to move his arms or legs it is pretty much impossible to move them. He is also picking up his head pretty well and sometimes even tries to sit up. (I know, I know, my kid is a genius!)

--In certain lighting he has a strawberry blonde tint to his hair. I sometimes wonder if I am going to be raising a ginger. I think I am alright with a little Weasley running around.

-- Leland hates, and I mean HATES, the blanket covering his feet. He kicks and kicks and kicks his little legs until that blanket is off. I am fighting a never ending battle to keep those toes warm because he somehow even manages to kick off his socks. Footie pajamas are my best friend but during the day is a struggle haha.

-- When we made the switch from the hospital pacifier to the regular pacifier it was like a dream come true. He was able to keep it in his mouth much better and he likes it a lot more.

-- When Leland first gets into the bath he is not a very happy camper. Then as the bath goes on he gets happier and happier. His favorite is when I use the hose to wash the shampoo out of his hair. I think he likes the head massage. And then when we get him out he is not very happy either. I don't think he likes to be naked very much.

-- I have a feeling that he is going to be a big boy. At his two week appointment the doctor said that babies are usually just barely getting back to their birth weight at two weeks. Our son however, had gained an entire pound in that two weeks. Then, when we went back three days later, he had gained another nine ounces! In three days! He is a very good eater!

Okay well that is all I can think of for now. Thanks for reading if you made it this far! ;)

2 comments:

kenzis said...

LOVE it! I bet you are an amazing mother. Cannot wait to see you today!

Meghan said...

Awww I love this. What a sweet little one, I want to squeeze his cheeks! And that "the most stressful and the most rewarding at the same time" thing? Two and a half years later and it's the same thing. I get the feeling that will be life as a mother forever and ever now.

95% miserably hard and 5% perfect, and that 5% perfect is just enough to make life grand.

xoxo

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