And just like that a month has gone by. Someone is going to have to talk to me about the physics of time passing (and getting older), because this feels like one of the quickest months ever.
But it’s been a good month. S2 has been growing well, and he’s spending most of his time sleeping. I’m not objecting to that, since I have the 2yr old version, which, in contrast, doesn’t sleep nearly as much as he should. So I’m enjoying the sleepy time now for as long as it lasts. Little Dude these days wakes up twice between the hours of 9pm and 6am: once between 12 and 1, and another between 3 and 4. He’s typically up for the day between 6 and 7, and if I get him early enough, I can do a feed and go back down for a snooze until 8. We’ve been sharing a bed for all but 2 nights this past month, but we’ve recently started having night-time naps in the swing (next to our bed) too. And Sssh, I’ll tell you a secret — this past month has conditioned me to actually like having a baby sleep on my arm. Last night, after S2’s 12am feed, I wanted baby cuddles, so I just kept him in bed with me. I’m still planning to get him in his own room soon, but at least I’m not as freaked out as before.
Reflux did rear it’s ugly head in this little guy as well. After the hell we lived through, and put G through, we were on the lookout since day one. We started treating it right away. S2 is on a Prevacid/Zentac cocktail right now, and we’re weaning off the Zentac. Hopefully S2 won’t be on the meds for as long as G, but we’ll see.
Speaking of G, I am amazed how well he’s taken to his brother. I was so afraid that his reaction in the hospital was indicative that he wanted nothing to do with S2, but it hasn’t been the case at all. G walks over to his brother when he’s crying, and tries to help him get his paci. He pushes (gently) on his swing to calm him, and generally wants to help with baby care. Last night he even “helped” us give S2 a bath. He’s proving to be an amazing big brother and I’m so proud of him in that regard. I know that we’re only a year? maybe two, away from “Mommy, tell him to stop bugging me” screams, and breaking up wrestling fights on the living floor, so I’m hoping this sweet trend will last as long as possible.
Anyway, some baby stats…
Weight: 8lb 12oz.
Favorite activity: Sleeping. This happens to be mommy’s favorite activity for him too 🙂
Sweetest moment: Cackling in his sleep the other day. He had the most awesome, almost evil-ish laugh falling asleep. I so hoped he’d do it again because I was a step away from my camera to record it. Oh well.
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