Happy Two Month Birthday

Note to future self: do not let your small child take a nap at 7pm. Another note to self: do not wake your small child up at 8:30pm to have a bottle. She will immediately fall asleep and wake up for the day 4am. By 6am, she will be a hot mess because she is tired.

Aside from that, the peanut is growing like a weed (yes, I know, another cliche) and developing quite the personality! Unfortunately, she has her mother's temper.

I am stretching out her feeding times from 2 hours to 2.5 or 3 hours. Neither of us is happy about this but I'm trying my best to put her on a schedule. A happy baby equals a happy house. And not that she isn't happy most of the time, but at least her fussy times will be more predictable when she eats at regular times and naps at regular times.

Next week is my last week at home and while I'm excited to go back to work, I'm nervous for her to go to daycare for the first time. She is starting to recognize where she is and who around her...or more so, who is NOT around her, ie mom.

We took her to the State Fair on Monday and of course she fell asleep in the stroller. When she woke up, it was LOUD and there were so many new sights and she couldn't exactly see us through the mosquito netting and she freaked out. I'm worried this is going to happen. But, I remind myself, plenty of kids go to daycare and adjust.

Happy Two Month Birthday A!

Growing Peanut

Our little peanut is a growing girl! She's following toys with her eyes and smiling at toys and watching baby einstein and turning into quite the little chick! It's amazing how much changes week to week with her. Last week she hated the swing and this week she loves it!

I have three weeks left before I go back to work and I have mixed emotions. On one hand I'm ready to go back and establish a routine, on the other hand I'm going to miss mornings like this morning where she was smiley and cuddly.

The husband and I went on our first date night last night and while I missed the peanut, it was nice to spend some alone time together. I really enjoyed the evening.

I started back at the gym and whew! I am ridiculously out of shape. After 15 minutes, I thought my legs might fall off.

Nap time is over. Off to feed the peanut. Leaping forward to the next week!

Fussy Baby

This past Sunday was the first time the peanut screamed for no reason other than she wasn't happy. She cried, we rocked her, she cried we cuddled her, she cried we put her down, she cried, and finally I put her on my bed, she found the fan and stopped crying. She was not my child last Sunday. I'm not sure who possessed her body but it was not the smiling, happy baby I'm used to.

She has fallen into our evening routine with grace and it is wonderful. She's in bed by 10pm every night without a fight. The bath on the other hand is a different story. She screamed so loud and so intensely the other night, I pulled her out before I finished. She actually made herself hoarse. Last night, she sat right there and let me bathe away. The kid is so temperamental, I wonder where she gets that from...

The doctor gave me the go ahead to go back to the gym today and I'm super pumped. Monday, I head back to the gym for the first ass kicking work out. I have 3 weeks to lose 14 pounds. Completely doable. 

Week 5 brought a lot more smiling and a lot more eating...if only she would sleep a lot more :) I shouldn't really complain though, she gets up once in the middle of the night and between 5:00-6:00 for the day, which is certainly not terrible. And will actually work out once I go back to work. We'll have to be out of the house by 7:20-:7:30.

Other than that, we're growing by leaps and bounds! We approach week 6 with excitement and anticipation of the things to come!

Six Hours

Six consecutive hours. That's how much sleep I got last night. Or should I say, how long the peanut slept for. I can't even begin to tell you the last time I got six hours of sleep! Even when I was pregnant I didn't sleep that long consecutively. I woke up at 3:30 and checked on her just to make sure she was okay.

We're settling into a night time routine which I think is helping with the long stretches. A bath, a bottle, a book, a swaddle and then bed. Last night I topped her off with another ounce right before I put her down and I think that aided too. Regardless, I'm not getting my hopes up for a repeat tonight but it sure would be nice. Especially considering two nights ago we were up from 2:30 to 5:00am. I was praying to see eyelids for the longest time. Eventually, I just laid her down and she fell asleep.

She is getting so big! As cliche as that sounds, it's true. She hardly fits into the bassinet anymore and is already outgrowing her newborn clothes. I've seen a couple of real smiles and she imitates easy face expressions. Her own facial expressions are priceless.

She loves the car and the stroller and is always happy to be moving. Although, she will let me lay her down from time to time which is nice, she doesn't constantly need to be held.

I can't wait to see what next week brings!

Our Chunkster

The Peanut had a doctor's appointment to check her weight today and boy were we surprised! We knew she had gained a little bit away but neither the husband or myself could have guessed she gained so much. Well that's not entirely true, her grandfather was the closest to her weight gain. We took bets last night to see who would be closest. I guessed 6.2, the husband guessed 6.4, my mom guessed 6.5, her uncle guessed 6.8 and the husband's dad guessed 6.10. She beat us all, weighing in at a whopping 6.13! I was SHOCKED. 

The pediatrician also told us we were under feeding her so girlfriend is probably going to be really packing on the lb's soon. We go back again in September for shots. I'm already dreading that appointment. 

The rest of the appointment went well. We learned the birthmark on her forehead is called an angel's kiss and there is a matching one on the back of her head called a stork's bite. These apparently go hand and hand...who knew! 

I (actually my mom) had to stick a thermometer up her bum tonight to get her to have a bowel movement. What I thought was going to be a terrible experience was really not too bad. Within minutes she alleviated herself. 

Other than the issues with the bowels, she's thriving. Eating, sleeping, and pooping. A lot of all of the above, actually. I got my first real smile the other day...after making a couple noises at her I got her little face to light up. I think I smiled wider than she did! 

Tomorrow marks her one month birthday. What an awesome month it has been!