Holy heck, my son is already a month old! I seriously want time to freeze!!
I am sitting here watching him snooze in his swing wondering if I should have tried to nap. The saying "nap when the baby naps" is a lot harder than one thinks. Most days I have to decide between napping, showering or eating.
Jack is still wearing newborn clothes and newborn diapers. He is growing though and some newborn stuff is going to have to be put away.
He eats about 3 ounces every 2.5-3 hours. I am exclusively pumping so he is only getting breast milk at this time. My supply wasn't that great after breast feeding stopped so I take 6-8 fenugreek pills a day which has absolutely helped.
When he starts to get fussy I put on "God gave me you" by Blake Shelton and he instantly calms down.
He is a total grunter. Loves to be swaddled. Has a love/hate relationship with his binkie. He has started following us with his eyes and stares out the windows. He is lifting his neck and showing us he's pretty strong.
Doesn't like having a wet diaper (who would??)
Thinks we are starving him while warming his bottle.
Likes the car.
Seems to enjoy baths although we keep them short.
Doesn't love getting dressed.
I have snuck out for a pedicure and Target runs and even dinner with my girlfriends, but I seriously miss him after 2 hours! How the heck am I going to return to work for 12 hour shifts? Ugh