Can't believe that sweet baby will be 11 weeks old tomorrow. It seems like just yesterday we brought him home.
I returned back to work last week. The hardest thing I have ever done in my entire life was leave my little baby. For almost 10 weeks he has been with me other than a couple of times I left him with his daddy for short amounts of time. I took him for a trial run for half a day before I returned. Which helped I think. I cried when I was handing him off - and then the entire way to work (I went in for two hours to catch up with the guy who filled in for me). Then, every time someone from work asked about him....oh the water works. I had a real meltdown the day before this trial run...poor G. I was pretty inconsolable for about an hour. However, it has gotten better. And our sitter is a sweet friend of ours from church who is out for the summer (she is a pre-school teacher) and Will seems to be very happy with her. She sends photos and videos of him - which makes me smile and breaks my heart all at the same time. Leaving my little man is so hard. I know that working is what I need to do to help provide for my family and having adult interaction has been nice - but, I never thought I'd want to stay at home until I drove away that day. So now, when I pick him up in the afternoons, I take in every minute I have with him. I rock him. I smell him. I kiss him. And tell him "I love you" - even though he doesn't understand what I am saying. And I tell myself that I am still a great Mama to him as I go to work - because I am doing what is best for our family.
Will is getting so big! He is wearing some 0-3 months stuff, but a lot of his clothes are now 3-6 months. And, he's in size 2 diapers. Yep. They are a bit big, but the 1's were a bit snug. He is smiling more - and for us now, when we make silly faces. And this morning, after a rough night, he woke up after I had gotten ready (around 6:30am) - I leaned over the bassinet and said "Good morning, baby!" and he smiled so big. I tell you what - nothing is better than that. Absolutely nothing else in the entire world could fill me with that much joy.
For almost a week straight Will has pulled 6-7 hours in his first stretch of sleep. However, Sunday and Monday nights he only went about 4 hours and continued to wake up. Not sure why...it wasn't because he was hungry. And after I picked him up, he felt back to sleep. Part of this may be because a) his schedule was thrown off after a week of being dropped off and cared for by someone else b) we let him take a long nap (an hour/hour and a half) late in the afternoon which normally he doesn't do and c) he's busted out of his swaddle both nights.
Will loves his swaddle at night. He doesn't fight you as you put him in - mostly because he's so tired. We have used the SwaddleMe blankets with Velcro (size Small/Medium) - and he is getting too long for them. So, after he busted out of the small size on Sunday, we put him in the large on Monday...still busted out. He has LOVED sucking on his fists - so, when he gets his hand out, he sucks for a bit, but then wakes up. Little Houdini.
I should also tell you that we got a real laugh out of him. I had him on his changing table and he was in nothing but his diaper - Daddy got real close and rubbed his belly and made some noises - and he let out 4-5 chuckles. He did this twice in a row. Of course, he hasn't done it since - but, we are anxiously waiting for more!
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