Monday, November 24, 2008

6 Weeks

It's been no joke that I have been living under some sort of rock as of late. There is actually a rock where all new moms hang out for the first 6 weeks. It's called "postpartum rock" and we all live under it together. :o)

No, really. We have been busy over here growing a Charlie.

All the books were right when they said that the peak of difficulty, fussiness and overall newborn madness was at 6 weeks. But, they were also right when they said that it would all get better from that point as well. We are finally in a real groove here. And it feels good.

The first 6 weeks are (or they were!) a real challenge. I am not kidding you. We are talking some hard shit. Sorry, but I just had to say it. I told Curtis that I feel like I am trying to solve the biggest puzzle of my entire life. Sometimes I get it right, sometimes I get it wrong and sometimes there isn't an answer at all. Sleep logs, piles of books, stroller rides, wishing with all your might...none of it is guaranteed to work. You can try heating pads in the crib, and white noise, and rocking and shushing until your tongue goes numb. You can drive circles around the city to get him to nap....praying that the lights stay green. None of it will work all the time. But, after awhile you figure out what does work. And you might try all of the tricks in your bag until you finally get it right. And when you do....when you see your baby on the video monitor, sound asleep, you scream in your head "SUCCESS!! YESSSSSSSSSSSS!! I DID IT!" And it's the best thing that has happened to you all day. That is what it's like to be a new mom in the first 6 weeks.

Last week, I actually asked Curtis if I could go back to work early. It had gotten that difficult for me. I couldn't stand the sound of Charlie's cry. And he was crying and fussing a lot. It wasn't colic, but he sure is a bit of a fussy boy. He's not the portable, easy-going type. Yet. He likes to be held. He likes me to shush him until my tongue goes numb. He likes attention. I read in a book the other day where a woman said that her son was just too interested "in all the living that was going on." That's Charlie. And he makes his presence known when he isn't happy. He has a set of lungs that could blow trees over, I tell you!! It's that set of lungs, that finally got us into shape over here. You see, I finally (with the help of my sister and a friend) realized that I needed to let this kid exercise those lungs without a whole lot of guilt behind it. Just to see what might happen. Well, what happened has been miraculous. For the last week or so, Charlie has been sleeping in his crib, sleeping longer periods (he even naps now!), nursing like a champ (and he isn't attached to my boob 24/7 anymore! See, I am typing!!), and overall his demeanor has taken a turn for the better. Is it being over the 6 week hump? Or just a Mom and Dad that finally figured it out? :o)

Along with these challenges comes a whole lot of joy too. Every day that I get to wake up and stare into those baby blues is a day that I look forward too. This child has been a wonderful gift that we are forever thankful for. In fact, it's kind of funny how the joy outweighs the challenges. You sort of forget that you may have had a bad night, or that you are frustrated, or that you want to sleep SO BAD. It's true. A smile from a 6-week old can wipe away any memory of a sleepless night. I know, because it happened to me this morning. :o)


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Thursday, November 6, 2008

1 Month

Charlie is 1 month old! We graduated from newborn clothing to the 0-3 outfits in his closet. He's growing like a weed and we are getting into a real groove around here.

I took this picture this morning. This is the outfit he came home in and he was swimming in it a month ago! Pretty soon it won't fit him at all!!

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Change We Can Believe In

We are excited about the turnout of the election in our house. In all the elections I have voted in, this is the first time I have crossed the party line and voted for the "other side." I was invigorated in the voting booth yesterday. It's like we can finally start something new in this country. And to be a pivotal part of hist0ry is pretty cool too. I am optimistic about the future...for once in a long time.

On a side note, Charlie wore this to the polls yesterday, but I made sure to cover it up as not to get reprimanded by the polling police about wearing political garb at the polling station. :o)

Monday, November 3, 2008


We are finally getting our bearings around here and things are going well. Being a mom is hard work. I won't lie. And it's especially difficult for a breastfeeding mom. But, I am hanging in there and each day with this little guy is a joy. It's been almost a month since he was born and that is so hard to believe! Time really does fly.

We had a breakthrough over the weekend. Charlie finally took his pacifier. Since we were in the hospital, he has shown no interest in the pacifier. And it's been a source of struggle, because this little boy needs to suckle. A LOT. And mom cannot be his personal pacifier!! Combined with a nice tight swaddle, the pacifier allowed him to sleep in his crib for a 3 hour stretch this weekend. Hallelujah!!

Charlie and I also took our first solo trip out of the house today. We went to the post office, and to the dry cleaners. I never in my entire life, thought it would be so hard to leave the house with an infant, but it really is!! I never know what his disposition is going to be like, but today, he was in a sunny mood, so we ventured out. We also made a trip to Target with Daddy over the weekend to "test the waters." Both trips were very successful and I finally feel like a new person that can actually leave the house with confidence! WOO HOO!!

I have learned a whole lot about myself and Curtis over the past 4 weeks. And of course, that learning process has all started with getting to know our son. We've had some struggles, and some frustrations, but most of all, it's been a whole lot of fun. I have a level of patience that I never knew existed inside of me. And I can live off of only a couple hours of sleep. Something I never knew I could do!! Curtis is an amazing father...something I always knew he would be. And the two of us together might not be able to hang a picture on the wall without an argument, but we can keep a baby alive with not much effort. I think that says it all!! :o) I also learned that I will NEVER SAY NEVER. Parenting is hard stuff, and you have to do what you need to do to get by. Overall, this adventure has been a real trip. And we can't wait to keep on this journey.

A lot of you have requested new pictures. I posted them here:

Charlie J

And here is a picture of Charlie, doing something he does very well. :o)