7 days. That’s how old my little baby is, and yet I feel like I never lived a day without him. These 7 days have been the most amazing days of my entire life. I find myself staring at him in awe that I had a part in creating something so amazing. If I stare at him to long tears start to well up in my eyes because he just makes me sooo happy and absolutely melts every piece of my heart.
In these 7 days I feel like my little man has grown so much.
As a new parent I now realize why other parents get excited about the little things. For example, Logan’s last little umbilical cord stump fell off and his circumcision healed up all on the same day. Lucas and I looked at each other and said that our little boy was all grown up now. If I would have heard somebody say that before giving birth I would have thought they were crazy. Now it’s like a huge deal.
I can’t believe how much he changes…daily. I seriously wake up in the morning and see that there’s just a little something different than there was the day before. On one hand I’m excited to see him grow and see the little person he turns in to, but on the other hand I just want him to stay this way forever!
I do have to say that I feel so blessed to have a mostly calm baby. The only time Logan really cries is when is overly hungry [we try to catch hunger signs early to avoid a screaming fit] or when he’s getting his diaper changed. Other than that he mostly will just sit around, eyes wide open, looking around. He’s also turning in to a pretty good sleeper. We take lots of naps during the day, and then at night he only wakes up twice to feed. I pray that it stays this way.
The best way to knock this kid out? Strap him in his baby carrier, put him in the car, and go run errands. He sleeps through the entire thing. My 2 hour trip to Trader Joe’s and the other grocery stores was a breeze. Passed out the whole time.
Logan’s eyes are currently blue with a gray tinge to them, and I’m totally praying that they stay this way. His hair actually looks a little red, which baffles me. He loves to hold my hand when he nurses and he makes the most adorable squeaking noise when he’s eating. I’m trying to capture it on video!
His favorite place to sleep is with us in bed. We’re trying to break this habit and slowly get him used to sleeping the cradle that’s in our room. But let me tell you, there’s no better feeling than snuggling up with baby. I do feel a little sleep deprived at the moment, but I know that it could be much worse, so I’m just being thankful for what I’ve got!
Breastfeeding is just now becoming easy. The first few days were extremely difficult. My nipples felt torn to shreds, we were working on getting a better latch, and trying to soothe gigantic boobs, all played a part in a rough few days. I can see why women give up so quickly on breastfeeding. It’s hard work and is not the most comfortable thing. But, after talking to a lactation consultant [which is HIGHLY recommend] things got better. Now I almost feel like it’s second nature…although I do still have my moments of sore nipples…that doesn’t seem to be going anywhere. I feel like this is really my only job at the moment. Feeding. I’m also pumping in between feedings to help keep my milk supply up, not to mention the benefit of being able to give him a bottle every few feedings is a
life boob saver.
I never thought I could love anything or anyone as much as I love this baby. Here’s to the first 7 days of the rest of my life!