My little guy is already looking SO different!
At two weeks old this guy has already gained 2 pounds and grown a half an inch. 2 pounds in two weeks, yes, that’s right. I have a little monster on my hands! I asked the pediatrician if it’s possible for him to be eating too much or gaining too much weight. She said NOPE! And the reason for that is because he’s a breastfed baby, she said that extra weight comes off so easily on a baby. If he were formula fed we’d have a different story. But for now this little guy just gets to keep on eating.
I’m excited that he’s growing, but I already feel like it’s too fast. Here I go, turning in to the cliché mom! But seriously he’s so different now than he was when he was born.
He is such an alert baby. I can tell that he’s starting to be able to focus better, because he will look Lucas and I right in the eye and follow our faces as we move them. He has moments in the day too where he’ll just sit on his boppy and look all around. Totally quiet and just taking everything in.
For the most part Logan is still super calm and super easy. We had two nights this week where he got VERY fussy in the evening, it tool us a few hours to calm him down. We were nervous that he was starting to get colicky, but we’ve been watching for the signs of the fuss fits get ready to start and we immediately go in to action. Tight swaddle, paci, and a TON of ssshhhiing stops the fit and puts him to sleep. He’s also starting to find enjoyment in his swing, but that’s very hit or miss.
We’re also starting to experience baby dreams. When Logan gets in to a good deep sleep he will start to make these little squeal noises. It’s the cutest thing ever and totally melts my heart. Makes me wonder what he’s little mind is dreaming about!
He’s also really starting to flail his arms around. He loves to grab at my fingers when he’s feeding. And if we are giving him a bottle he helps us hold it and really tries to pull that bottle in to his mouth.
I’ve been trying to incorporate tummy time every day. It’s so fun to watch him try and lift up his head. He’s starting o be able to hold it up for a few seconds and then he goes crashing down. I’ll tell him that he’s doing a good job and he’ll give me a little smirk. I love starting to see his personality come through.
When I was pregnant with him he would get the hiccups constantly. Those have apparently followed him out of the womb because he goes in to some serious hiccup moments. They don’t bother him at all, but they seem to last forever!
As for me…I’m feeling pretty good for the most part. I’m about 6 pounds away from my pre-baby weight, but feel like my body is so different. I’ve got a pair of pre-baby jeans that I can fit in, but that’s about it for things with buttons. I’ve tried to put on some old shorts and none of them want to button in the front. It’s a little frustrating, but I’m trying to be calm about it. I just feel so much wider than I did before. Blah. Dresses are going to be my clothing option of choice.
I also can’t wait for the moment when I can go to the bathroom in just a few minutes rather than 15 minutes. The healing process from giving birth is a long one, and it’s starting to wear on me.
Emotionally I feel pretty good. I’ve had a few days where I feel a little depressed and kind of lost [it’s a weird and hard feeling to explain]. But the feeling doesn’t last long, and I’m back to being over the moon with happiness about my new family.