How in the world do I already have a one month old little boy?
Yesterday, Lucas turned one month and I think I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. I know I’ve said it before, but how in the world does time fly by so fast?!
This first month at home with a newborn has been a whirlwind…
Week 1 – Lucas was easy peasy. He slept a majority of the time and even slept great at night. He would give me 4, and the occasional 5, hour stretches at night, and for the first few nights I even had to wake him up to feed. Me? Well, I was an emotional, hormonal wreck. I’d even go as far as saying that I probably had a mild case of the baby blues. I cried quite a bit that first week – sometimes they were happy tears and overwhelming feelings of joy – but other times they weren’t. Adjusting to life with a newborn isn’t easy, especially for someone who has always taken a little extra time to adjust to changes.
Week 2 – For the first week, I’d often stare down at Lucas and think, “Hey, wake up! I want to seeeee you!” By about halfway through the second week, I’d often stare down at Lucas and think, “Hey, why don’t you go to sleep already?!” While his evening sleep patterns still remained fine, he began to develop his “witching hour” from about 5-10pm. Nothing seemed to keep him happy, he was constantly squirmy, and just did not seem happy. Me? I started feeling a tiny bit less emotional, but I was still a ball of hormones. Jay went back to work that week so it was my first times alone at home with him, but we did good.
Week 3 – Things remained pretty much the same in terms of Lucas, his witching hour, and his nightly sleep, but I started seeing a little bit more of a personality emerge! Smiles (although I know they aren’t always the “real thing”) began happening, I could see him respond to my voice, and could watch him really fixate on certain objects (black and white stripes, for one!). I also started implementing a bit more of an eat-play-sleep routine, and although the times would vary, it was nice to have somewhat of an outline of a schedule to go by.
Week 4 – I finally started feeling a little bit more like myself, and I think there was even a stretch of a few days without any tears! Lucas continues to show his personality and even started “cooing” and “ahh-ing” quite often which is just adorable. We also kept at our eat-play-sleep routine, but we’re still a little more lax when it comes to nailing down certain times.
(You can see where I got his monthly onesie stickers HERE)
So now, here we are at one month! I don’t want to sugarcoat it and say it’s been easy, but it has still been amazing. Sure, there have been tough days/nights/moments, but there are always plenty of good moments to make up for those tough ones. One of the biggest challenges I have with Lucas right now is that he is quite the “spit upper(?)” He winds up spitting up during almost every feed and well after them too. He seems to be a “happy spitter” though, which helps; while it’s certainly a mess, it helps to not have him crying and uncomfortable while he’s doing it. So for now, I just always make sure to have extra bibs, burp cloths, and towels around!
Yesterday’s one month checkup also went very well. He’s up to 9lbs 5oz (up 1.1lbs from his two week checkup) and he also took his shot like a champ. Me, however? I started crying before they even gave him the shot. Lord, help me. But after his initial scream, I scooped him right up and he just quietly melted into my arms…thus melting my heart.
It’s so crazy to see just how much he has changed in this short month. Although the majority of folks say how much he looks like Jay (so true!), I feel like lately I may be seeing some pieces of me in him…
What do ya think, maybe? Or just wishful thinking?
So even though this month has been a challenge, the love that I have for this little guy is just indescribable. Seriously. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to express just how much I love and adore this little human being. And while there are days I wish I could just stop time, I also look forward to watching him grow and continue to develop into an adorable little boy.