Per the usual, I really can’t believe that Weston is 5 weeks old now. 5 weeks! That’s practically a teenager!
This week has been full of ups and downs, but ultimately I have been falling more and more in love with our little guy every day. He’s a handful and quite the stinker, but I think I already knew that going into this. I mean, I know his mom and dad after all…
After last week’s visit to the doctor it was obvious that he’s been growing like crazy, but all of a sudden I’ve actually been seeing how much he’s growing. For example we moved on to size 1 diapers and hopefully the end of the random leaks. We haven’t had one for a week and a half now, which I’m so very thankful for. Not that it was really that big of a deal, but changing onsie pajamas on a newborn in the middle of the night after you’ve been awakened again by said newborn is just not my idea of a good time. The larger diapers are certainly helping that!
A few days ago I decided to put Wes into one of his newborn onsie pajamas since they were all clean and we needed to wash the stuff he had been wearing (0-3 months). Well, after working hard for about 5 minutes I was able to shove him in there only to find out the following:
- his feet are way too big for the newborn onsies;
- his arms are way too long for the newborn onsies (think 3/4 length baby sleeves…kind of hilarious);
- his legs are way too long for the newborn onsies;
- his entire body is too long for the newborn onsies;
- the newborn onsies do fit his little midsection.
Y’all, we got a long ‘n’ tall one on our hands. I have a feeling I’m going to be the shortest one in the family very very quickly, which is saying a lot since I’m 5’10” (aka not short). Just look at how much smaller the newborn onsie is that we brought him home from the hospital in versus his new pajamas! The funny part about the 3-month pj’s is that his feet and body are already almost maxed out in it while the rest of it swallows him whole.
Although he’s in a cranky mood by the time Nate gets home in the evenings, one of my favorite things in the world is to watch my husband talking to and playing with our little boy. I said it last week too, but the time is coming closer to where he’s going to only want to hang out with his daddy and I’m going to become just a boob to him. As sad as that could make me, I’m just so excited to see him go nuts when Nate walks in the door and watch them play together all evening long. He’s going to be so much like his daddy!
Another little development this week: SMILES! He’s not doing it all the time, but this week he started locking eyes with me and giving a random and huge toothless baby grin. Y’all, everyone says it but I have to admit: there is literally nothing in the world that a baby smile can’t make better. I swoon every time! Even though I look like a total fool talking to him about random things and smiling like a nut I can’t help it – those baby grins are addicting!
We went out this week and bought him a Baby Einstein play gym because he’s been interacting more and more with toys during our playtimes. So far he’s not the biggest fan in the world, but that’s how he was about his swing and now the best chance for a nap from him IS the swing. Kids these days. One minute they hate everything and the next minute it’s the favorite. Who knew?
Something I meant to tell you guys a while back that I can’t help but look back and laugh about: this book, given to us as a sweet gift, I can’t even read to Wes. Seriously, I started to read it to him and started sobbing after the first line. Nate was in the other room and heard me trying to read through my tears and gave me grief for FOREVER about it…but I can’t help it. It’s just such a sweet book, and even though it made me cry before having Wes, now it’s just insane how much I love him and hold that book to be true. So many people told me about how moms and sons have a special relationship, and now I see what they mean. I have yet to make it all the way through the book without crying like a maniac. I think it’s one his dad will have to read to him…
As for me, things have been going well but I’ve started to experience some soreness around my incision site and so I’m taking a week off from our walks until I see the doctor. I really don’t know if anything is wrong, but with a major surgery like a C-section I’m not going to take any chances. I haven’t been lifting anything heavy and the walks have been painfully slow, but I’m still a little worried and just want to make sure everything is OK before I start being active again. Honestly I’m a little more than bummed about this; our walks were a great way to get me out of the house and expose Wes to some great fresh air and sunshine. Not to mention that being active at all was feeling fantastic! Better safe than sorry though, so it’s ibuprofen and ice until next Wednesday.
Speaking of doctor’s appointments, I had a follow-up blood glucose test this morning with the endocrinologist I was seeing for my gestational diabetes. I’m a little nervous, although deep down I think everything will be OK. I just can’t help but remember that I didn’t think I would have gestational diabetes in the first place and know that even though I was able to control it with my diet and exercise there’s still a chance it could have stuck around. I’ve been eating well and still watching my carbs, but I hope it goes well tomorrow. I have a follow-up appointment next week and probably won’t know the results til then, but if y’all are needing anything to pray about…there you go. 🙂
Otherwise Nate and I are doing pretty well. We have been trying to make time for snuggling and family date nights and doing what we can to focus on one another. I’m so happy to have such a sweet little man but am definitely looking forward to a more predictable sleep pattern and being able to interact with him more. Snuggles are fabulous (duh) but I could always use more baby grins, baby chuckles and play time in my life!
So that’s sort of it for now – although any day and every day there are changes happening! I hope y’all have a fantastic weekend!