Archive for Month: January, 2007
1 Month
Dear Davey,
Today you are one month old. Well, four weeks but four weeks equals one month! I can’t believe how fast time has gone by. Seems like just yesterday I was clammering about how I was going to tell Papa that I was pregnant and today, here you are.
Your first week of life was not without event. You spent six days in the neonatal intensive care at the hospital which you were born at. At first it was for hypoglycemia, then jaundice, then pulse-oxygen irregularities, later low urine output, and finally your circumcision. I was fortunate enough to be offered a suite at the hospital so that I could nurse you over night. While I missed your siblings and father, I was so happy to have that time with you. During our late night feedings, I would daydream about how things would be once you were home. And, now here you are…home, where you belong.
The three weeks since you came home have been interesting. Trying to find a balance among all the duties of motherhood has been a challenge but I am optimistic that everything is going as it should.
You are a sweet little thing, despite your fetish. Which fetish? Well, the one where you pee and poop on me, that one! Your brothers and sisters adore you and I know your Papa misses you, dearly. Everyday that he is gone, I text him a picture of you. I bet he appreciates that.
I just want you to know that I’m so happy to have you. I love you, baby.
Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!
Last night I boobie-juiced-up the baby and went grocery shopping. I first hit Aldi’s and then Tops. If anyone’s shopped at Aldi before you know that you have to bag your shit up, yourself. I have no problem doing this. But, last night, as a result of losing beaucoup brain cells after birthing an almost 12lb baby, I ended up leaving a whole box of goodies on the bagging counter. I only realized this late this morning after I was looking for a pack of peanut butter crackers.
I searched the net and phonebooks for the store’s phone number, to no avail. The food was like $16.00 worth and I pretty much chalked it up to a bad experience.
My mom called from church and I told her what a stupid thing I did and she said she would go to Aldi to see if they held the box for me. And…they DID!! I’m so relieved that we’ll have pb crackers, yogurt covered raisins, corn chips, animal and graham crackers and rice crisps.
3 Weeks [Have Flown By]
Our baby is three weeks new today! Wow! I can’t believe how fast it’s gone by. Granted, one week was spent going back and forth the Sisters Special Care Nursery. At least he’s home now and doing well.
He’s such a good baby, save the crying at diaper change time. I think he might not like the cold wipes and I will be in search of a wipie warmer. He’s been eating well (boobie juice and formula/supplemental), sleeping well and has the most content disposition about him (when he’s not gassy or being changed).
His brothers and sister love him sooooooo much, too. It’s so sweet and I love it. However, Benny will not stop kissing on him. LOL
One more week and he’ll be a month old. Wawaweewa!
Fussy Wussy Was a Baby Named Davey
Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy… This sweet little angel has been so fussy lately. I’m to blame, too. Obviously something that I ate (I actually think I know what it was and it was a stupid choice; Mexican type foods like spicy bean dip, meat & cheese dip and raw veggies) aggrevated him.
I don’t want to give up on breastfeeding. It feels so rewarding to be able to feed him so naturally. So, I have to watch what I’m eating. I’m not going to eliminate dairy but I am greatly going to reduce the amount I’m eating.
Newborns offer a whole world of discovery. It’s amazing.
Impossible Mission
The other night I had gotten up to feed Davey at about 4am. By 5am I was back in bed and he was snuggled back into his bassinette. I fell asleep and shortly thereafter I heard some rustling. I had no idea what it was but I had visions of Sadie and Summer attacking the box of Russel Stovers that a family friend gave us as a congratulatory gift for the birth of Davey. I quickly got up and as soon as I was going to turn the corner to enter the kitchen I see Mikey and Livey in the pantry getting [what I thought were] granola bars.
“What on earth are you guys doing?”
[blank stares]
“Get your butts back to bed. It’s 5:30 AM.”
[We walk back to their bedroom.]
I look at Mikey, “What were you doing?”
He stares off into space, pretending to be awake and asleep at the same time, and says, “I duuno.”
I look at Livey and I’m getting ready to question her but she has her eyes tightly closed so as to divert my attention, I’m sure.
I look at Benny and all I see are his big brown eyes and extra long eyelashes flashing brightly.
“Go back to sleep guys.”
When everyone was awake I went ahead and asked them again what they were doing. And, the truth came out. They had all concocted a plan to get up in the middle of the night, go in the pantry and get some of the Christmas chocolates. Unfortunately, they lack the same grace that I do and made a little bit too much noise.
Livey said, “It was Benny’s idea. He told us to do it.”
“Yeah, that’s fine and dandy, but Benny was the smart one who stayed in his bed and let you and your brother do the dirty work for him!”
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