Weight: 7 lbs 3 oz
Height: 19.5 inches
Head: Current info is in his baby book, in his room and I refuse to go in there and peak while he is sleeping. 🙂
Weight: 9 lbs 7.6oz (38%)
Height: 21 ¼ inches (34%)
Head: 38.5 inches (86%)
As his daddy says, he probably won’t be an NFL linebacker with those stats above. I say if he is anything like his daddy he will be lean, fast, and smart because he certainly is not going to be overly tall. 🙂
It seems pretty crazy that I am already writing this post for Brady’s one-month check up. As I write this, he is currently sleeping. Let’s talk about this boy’s sleep habits. They are amazing enough for me to feel extremely rested as well as blessed and at the same token, make other mom’s of newborns probably want to cry.
During his first week of life, his sleep was that of a newborn, he “slept like a baby”. Meaning he was up, a lot. My sister came to visit the weekend we got home and she took a 4-hour shift to hang out with him while Brian and I slept, thank you Jen!! When we got home he would go in 30-45 minute increments the first few times and then later in the night he would give me a good 2 hour stretch. This went on for the first few days. I was convinced he hated sleep, hated his crib, hated lying flat on his back but in the reality of it, he was a newborn. He had no idea what a crib was or why he was being swaddled, or why he couldn’t lay on my or daddy’s chest to sleep at night.
Let’s welcome in the 4th trimester. Basically, it’s the idea that the first 3 months of a baby’s life are like an extension of life inside of the womb. Babies spend 40 weeks, give or take, having their every need attended to. They never knew hunger, cold, loud and startling noises, the feeling of clothes, never had to deal with overstimulation and bright lights. They were constantly being rocked to sleep with the sway and movement of their mommy doing something as simple as just walking around and they heard the steady, rhythmic sound of her beating heart. Suddenly they are born into a bright, loud world that is completely different than what they are used to. No wonder all they want is to be held and cuddled. This is something that I am constantly reminding myself, especially during the first Wonder Week that we are experiencing where he literally does not want to be set down or sleep anywhere but my arms or on daddy’s chest.
After a few days of not great but normal sleep, his sleep increased to 2-3 hours at night. Then 4-5 hours, and at a little over two weeks old he pulled a 7 hour stretch which made me wake up feeling glorious and my boobs leaking everywhere even with pads on. After that 7 hour stretch is when he started going all night long. We start his bedtime routine shortly after we put Makenzie to bed at 7. I give him a bath, which usually lasts a whole 8 minutes long. Not much to do with a newborn in a bathtub except gently pour water over his fingers and toes and talk to him about water. I have a heater cranking in the bathroom because he loathes being cold and I don’t blame him. I cuddle him up in his elephant towel and then rub some lotion all over him, giving him a mini baby massage. I put on a diaper and his jammies and then we make our way to his room where he gets swaddled up and he nurses until his heart’s content. We lay him in his crib around 8:30/9p and lately it is taking a few tries because he wakes up after a few minutes but within 30 minutes of picking up and swaying with him he is sleeping and generally sleeps until 5:30a the next morning. Me on the other hand, I’ve been getting up before he does so I can pump some milk off. I have enough milk to feed the neighborhood kids and him so he usually will choke when he first latches on since it comes fast and furious. I think that attributed to a lot of his gas so I’ve learned that pumping some milk off helps him not to gulp and choke. I also block feed him which means, I offer one breast per feeding and he usually gets more than enough milk. Did you know that most babies get 90% of the milk they need in the first 10 minutes of nursing? The rest of the time they are probably just using you as a human pacifier….
Makenzie has been great with him this first month. The moment we got home I started to struggle with those normal, guilty feelings of not being able to give her 100% attention like I used to. It made my heart hurt to tell her “no” because I was nursing Brady, holding Brady, changing Brady’s diaper, burping Brady, etc. So I have been trying really hard to still do things with her while I am doing all of those things mentioned above. While I nurse him, I ask her to bring me a book or if she will read him a book. She usually loves that and will go into her room and come back with 5 of her favorites. She will hold the book and I will read. Or I ask her to get me a diaper, butt cream, a blanket, or a burp cloth. She loves helping and it makes her feel very important. The first few nights were a little rough for me mentally and so once I was hands free I would sneak into her room while she slept and just lay with her, brush her hair from her face, take in her scent, and listen to her breathing. I snuggled with her for a few minutes and then crept out of her room. One of the first few nights of being home, I had just finished nursing Brady and I was tiptoeing out of his room when I heard a small voice coming from her room. It was 2:00a and this little voice was calling for her mommy. I went into her room and she looked at me with sleepy eyes and said, “Mommy, will you lay with me for 5 minutes?” I crawled into bed with her and fell asleep for 45 minutes before climbing out and going back to my bed before it was time for Brady to get up to eat again. A friend of mine from a mommy FB group I am in gave the best analogy to another friend that is currently pregnant and wondering how she is going to split time between her August girl who is also Makenzie’s age and the new baby she will have in less than 12 weeks. Her analogy was this:
So say you’ve only ever had chocolate cake. It’s the most delicious concoction you’ve ever graced your palate with and you can’t imagine loving anything more. Then one day you smell a delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen. You can’t believe how much like heaven these chocolate chip cookies smell and somehow just know you need them in your life. You look around nervously and feel guilty for even contemplating tasting their sweet yummy goodness, because we all know how delicious chocolate cake is. After serious consideration you decide take a bite of the chocolate chip cookie. It doesn’t look, feel, or taste anything like your beloved chocolate cake, but still tastes extraordinarily awesome and hits your sweet tooth just the same. These two sweets couldn’t be more different, but you love them just the same. There will be days when you may find you crave one slightly more than the other, but your love for both will remain unchanged.
While reading that I laughed, cried, and craved chocolate cake and a chocolate chip cookie. Honestly though, I couldn’t have put it better myself.
Over the past few days I’ve noticed he really likes to hear his big sister’s voice and so I am super excited to see their interaction when he starts social smiling and responding even more to her. When he makes little noises, Makenzie will look at us and say, “He’s talking to me, Mommy!!!” She really loves her little brother. However, when she walked into the hospital room and we introduced them she said to us, “I thought I was getting a sister?” Ha, oops.
He is also an expert cuddler and although he sleeps great at night he prefers to be held during the day during his naps. I don’t mind it but sometimes I do need to go to the bathroom, eat, or get something to drink. And there are those days where I feel like all I do is hold him or have my boob in his mouth… ok these are very normally things for newborn behavior, hello 4th trimester, right? I’m trying to take it all in and savor the moments. I love cuddling with him but right now we are trying the “swaddle him up and put him in his crib during his day naps” as recommended by the pediatrician. It’s going ok. I was just up in his room for the last 45 minutes rocking with him and pretty sure I dozed off myself. I put him back in his crib and now although he is still sleeping, he is moving around and grunting a lot. He’s trying to play Houdini and get out of his swaddle. He has a love hate relationship with that thing. It makes him sleep like a rock but he fights it tooth and nail until he just gives in and zonks out. His big sister was the same way.
What else…. He was a bit gassy to start out with which again is normally for this stage but I am trying to be proactive about it and cut out dairy again. Not everything but definitely the big offenders like milk and cheese and I’m doing my best to stay away from things that I know have dairy baked into them. I feel like my diet is pretty limited right now but I know it won’t last forever and I’d rather be on a limited diet for a few months than see him uncomfortable and cry in pain. I think I will reintroduce it again after the 3-month mark and see how he does.
He also took a bottle twice successfully for his daddy. The test will be this next weekend when I am in my friend’s wedding and my parents will be watching him all day and into the night. Be good little buddy, please. Eat and sleep well for your Grandma and Papa.
Well, I’m going to be honest. This post took me over a course of 3 days to write. Since I now have my hands free I’m going to go do something constructive like scrub a toilet or clean a mirror and if I start writing now, maybe I will have the Month 2 blog done on time as well.