One Month Summation

As one month comes to a close, and we have to say goodbye to Gammi and PopPop, we try to think about how far we have come. Does it feel like a month? Maybe when it comes to the lack of sleep, but of course time has once again flown. I'm not sure I'm ready to do it all on my own, we will have to take it slow and multiple events in one day may not happen for awhile.

I tend to find some cheesy shows with love affairs to get me through this period of time. With Lexi it ended up being Heart of Dixie. This time it was When Calls the Heart (thank you Hallmark). And I binge watch on Netflix whenever I'm nursing. It gives me the perfect distraction.

As with Lexi, newborn sizes were a one week thing. His 0-3 month sizes are snug. But it's no surprise with his 2 hour eating schedule. Perhaps he can go 3, but he hasn't let me at night yet. However, the last few nights have been half feeds so it frustrates this mama because I know he is just looking for comfort or the need to relieve gas, but he doesn't take well to a pacifier, the random MAM one comes closest. He can at times for a few minutes, but it's a struggle to get him to comfort himself. And perhaps the toughest thing at this point is the reflux that bothers him mostly during sleep times. I have to burp him in order to prevent something worse later, which I never remember worrying about with Lexi. We do well from 10 PM to 3 AM in the rock-n-play. He sleeps with me the rest of the time. Who doesn't love being held?

He is perfect in the baby carrier & car seat. The swing is like a 5-15 minute deal. He does well with tummy time and those neck muscles. As well as bath time. Diaper changes are easy enough, and frequent enough. He surprised peed a couple times. He still has that bottom lip & leg nervous twitch. His REM sleep is still noisy - constantly clearing his throat/nose due to reflux. So although he latches well enough, he still chokes on & off so much that gas is more of a bugger too. It seems his body can handle it for the most part though; we just look forward to it phasing out. He's still a newborn, so eat/sleep/poop/stare is about all we do.

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