I haven’t had time to do more than rub some product in my wet hair, scrunch up my curls and let them air-dry since C was born. That’s four months. Imagine my excitement when I saw Hubster and C sleeping in the recliner yesterday morning. I had time to do my hair! It wasn’t even that my hair looked fabulous when I was done, but more the fact that I was able to take the time to be ALONE and leisurely read a magazine while I did my hair. *sigh* It’s the simple things in life, really.
I’ve mentioned in the past that Hubster has a live-in graduate assistantship. He is a residence hall director and we live in the hall director apartment in a residence hall. There are distinct pros and cons to raising a child in a residence hall. It’s an environment that emphasizes the value of education and diversity. I’m really excited that my son will be growing up understanding how valuable and exciting higher education is. We will have the opportunity to expose him to a diverse group of people, backgrounds and beliefs. There are many students that may not have experienced these things until entering college, but our son will be opened to them from the beginning.
C had his 4-month checkup with his pediatrician today. He showered his nurse and doctor with smiles until that first immunization needle poked his thigh. He’s 13 pounds, 12 ounces and 25 inches long. His weight percentile actually decreased from his last well-child appointment, but we pretty much saw that one coming!
I had the most fabulous Sunday. C slept until SEVEN O’CLOCK! This is huge – he’s been getting up between 5 and 6:30. I had the opportunity to bask in the glow of his smiles before heading over to the gym, where I started doing the Couch to 5k! Since I’ve been working out for weeks, I’m starting on Week 3 (2 minutes of walking, 1 minute of running for 24-30 total minutes). It amazes me how your body gets used to the workouts that you typically do, because running was HARD! I haven’t done any running since C was born.
Earlier this week, I posted about how C has been growing like a weed. I really thought I could still get two more weeks out of the bigger sleepers and onesies. No such luck!
I reluctantly packed away all of C’s 3-month onesies and sleepers, along with his newborn and 0-3 month clothes. It’s so sad to look at those adorable little outfits and fold them up one last time before putting them in a storage bin. My little boy is getting big!
It was one year ago today that I woke up at 6am and decided to take a pregnancy test. I was about to join a boot camp fitness team with three other grad students. I hadn’t been feeling quite right and my period was late (although with PCOS, the latter part was not abnormal), so I thought I would make sure that I wasn’t pregnant before I spent $75 on boot camp.
Our local MOMS Club has organized a workout club to train for a 5k at the end of October. I haven’t joined the MOMS Club yet, but now I plan to! It sounds like we’ll be using an adaptation of the Couch to 5k program to prepare. One of my personal fitness goals has always been to complete a 5k. I won’t be concerned with my time, I just want to cross that finish line!
Have you Facebook users noticed this new feature that displays your status from one or two years ago in the right sidebar? It’s pretty cool to see what you were thinking on that day one or two years prior. Today was pretty interesting…
I put a 6-month onesie on C for the first time today – and the length fits perfectly! I’ve noticed that the Carter’s onesies are made for tall and skinny babies, so they have been perfect for C. All of the other 3-6 month onesies are SO wide on him.
Ever watch those baby shows that follow the couple into the delivery room? I used to be obsessed with them. Now, I can’t watch the c-section ones because I know that it happened to me – and it will happen for my subsequent deliveries. The thought of my flesh, muscles and uterus being sliced open and stretched back makes me very squeamish.
I think I’m in for a bad day.
C woke up at 10:30, 1, 3, 3:30, 4, 4:15, 4:30… At 5:20, he decided that he was awake for the day. At 5:30, he had a huge blowout and got poop everywhere.
C was laying across the boppy in my arms, getting ready for a bottle. He sighed when I popped the bottle into his mouth. Then he crossed his ankles, raised his arms up and folded them up behind his head!
I *so* wish Hubster had been there to get a picture! He always cracks me up.
Do kids spit up more while they’re teething? C’s now on his third outfit of the day, and I’m rocking some spit up in my hair.
I know he’s teething, but I’m wondering if this could be part of it. Please weigh in with your experiences in the comments!
My dad recently mentioned to me that I’m doing laundry every time he visits – for the entire time he’s here. He doesn’t only come on my laundry days and, since we live in different states, he is here for more than a short visit. He’s right. I do A LOT of laundry.
Apparently C has decided that instead of the more palatable wake-up time of 7 or 8, he would prefer to wake up at 5:30am. FIVE THIRTY IN THE MORNING. Naturally, he insists on continuing two night feedings, the second of which is typically between 3:30 and 4:30. Thus, he leaves me with somewhat of a “cat nap” before getting up for the day.
Well, I think little C is teething. The constant drooling, gumming objects, chewing on his fists, pulling at his ears, rubbing his face, playing with his bottle, tiredness and extra pooping are some pretty good signs. :-p We can’t see or feel any teeth coming in, but I guess kids can start teething 1-2 months before a tooth actually breaks through the gums. Poor little guy. You can tell he’s pretty uncomfortable sometimes.
I’m going to start tonight by applauding all of the single mothers out there. I honestly don’t know how you do it.
Hubster has been working some crazy long hours lately. To finish preparing for a presentation today, he was in his office until 4am this morning. He leaves before 8 in the morning, so I’ve been having some extremely long days and nights on my own with C. C generally doesn’t nap during the day (sometimes he sleeps 20 minutes on his own, or he’ll sleep longer if he’s being held), so I never seem to get a moment to myself to get things done or to just have a few moments of “me time.” I think he’s going through another growth spurt, so he’s been extra cranky, tired and hungry. This means that he’s been waking up a little more frequently at night to eat. The past few days he has also been getting up at 6am instead of the typical 8am.
Ever since C’s colic started, I’ve been following The Fussy Baby Site‘s blog. Today, they posted a list of the Top Websites for Colic. I visited the Ask Dr. Sears website that was listed and stumbled upon information on high needs babies. I had an “aha” moment – FINALLY, C’s personality is explained.
I simply cannot believe that it’s August 1st. Where did the time go?!
It feels like summer is completely over for us. Hubster’s fall training is in full swing and has been for about two weeks already. His grad classes will begin again in a few weeks. It’s crazy how fast time goes! It was slightly over a year ago that we moved here, but it certainly doesn’t feel like it was that long ago. So much has changed since then!
I went to the doctor last week to make sure I didn’t have bronchitis (I was sick for 2 weeks and have had a cough for 3), and had quite an interesting visit. During the preliminary questions, she asked when my last menstrual period was. When I told her that I hadn’t gotten it back yet after having C, she looked up from my file with big eyes and said, “You’re not pregnant, are you?” I mirrored those big eyes when I said, “No!”