Remember the pumpkin hat I made a little while back?
Andrew isn't exactly thrilled with wearing it. I can just imagine what would be going on in his mind if he spoke English yet..."Mother, what the f%#* were you thinking when you put that thing on my head???" Ok, so it is a bit big, but it is cute, right?
We visited a "pumpkin patch" on Saturday at my MIL's church. I envisioned Anne Gedes style photographs of this tiny three week old and big pumpkins. We had to wake him up and get him out of the comforts of his travel system to meet the pumpkins. Again, he wasn't all that thrilled. Maybe next year...
I hope he wasn't traumatized by the giant orange things!
So after such a great baby day yesterday, baby Andrew decided that he'd much rather be awake all night than let the brain dead parents sleep. So from 11 pm until 4 am, I listened to him fuss, scream, tantrum, coo, gurgle, and snore (very briefly) while I tried to not become completely insane and drooling. By 4 am I had enough and went back to the bedroom, I had been downstairs with the hope of letting Chris sleep since he has to go to work. Baby A preferred to scream some more. Thankfully, Chris rescued me and took A back downstairs and let me sleep for three hours, which passed too quickly.
Baby A prefers sleeping ALL day. I have tried to wake him--mostly unsuccessfully. In his pack and play, I posted some black and white images to stimulate him visually. They are entertaining for approximately 4.5 minutes. At five minutes, I imaginge Andrew decides that I am a complete idiot and he stops pretending to be interested and resumes his vocalization lessons. His latest scream type is the kind my mom warned me about--he inhales deeply, turning beet red, and pauses--before letting out the scream from the deep recesses of his lower lungs. Of course I stand over him and tell him to breathe, because it looks like he is not. This child already has a stubborn and determined personality. We are so screwed.
We did have a successful outing to a real live restaurant today. My knitting expert friend Denise met us at the noodle place for lunch. It was nice having an adult to converse with and not to simply just talk to myself. I told her a story about the poor politician that made the mistake of stopping by my house yesterday. He is our local ward person and is running for re-election. I actually like the work he has done and was planning to vote for him anyway. I was so excited to talk to an adult that I kept him engaged in a conversation for at least fifteen minutes, discussing all of the changes going on in our little community. My biggest excitement was learning that the big building going up about two minutes from me is going to be a GIANT supermarket. My little area does not have it's own market, however, we are so close to at least five other little towns, that there really isn't a shortage of markets. We just never had one so close before. The politician commented that I was the most informed person he spoke to on the block--I told him I appreciated talking to an adult! Normally, before baby, I would have pretended not to hear the door. I've learned to appreciate different things in life!
So my sweet knitting blog is quickly changing into a mommy vent about life blog. OOppps. How did that happen? Eventually the knitting content will increase, although so will the baby photos! I need a nap now. zzzzzzz
Andrew is 20 days old today. I still can't believe 20 days has flown by since he was born. Twenty one days age, my induction began--36 hours later, he popped into the world. Today I finally figured out how to knit with him--while he is in his baby sling. He sleeps snuggled up on my chest, secure in his pouch, and I can use both hands to knit! So, I am working on a super simple, drop stitch scarf out of ribbon for a friend's upcoming 40th b-day. I have about three weeks left to finish it. Before baby, I could have cranked this out in a day or two. Hopefully three weeks will be enough!
I ordered baby announcements from Purple Stork. They are on their way to me now, but I did recieve an e-proof. I love how they turned out. They used photos I took to create the layout. (Notice he is wearing his baby bolero sweater!) I did edit out our last names, but otherwise, this is the original. They sent me a code for a friend referral discount, so if you read this and want to order your own announcements at a discount before October 31, email me or leave a comment with your email address and I'll send you the code.
Mommyhood is exhausting, but not as bad as I thought. Andrew still prefers sleeping on me rather than in his co-sleeper, but lately he'll spend part of the night in the co-sleeper, which usually gives me two to three hours to actually sleep without him attached. During the day he naps a lot, but there are days like yesterday where all he did was cat nap and fuss. I wasn't feeling great then either, so maybe he picked up on it. The weather has been unseasonably warm, so we have taken advantage by going out for long walks in the neighborhood. Andrew sleeps, I get some exercise. In the six plus years we have lived in our home and neighborhood, I think we only ever walked the neighborhood a handful of times when we first moved here. We found a park/playground that isn't too far from us and I've discovered streets I didn't know existed. We live in a very hilly area, so I am getting a good workout. Apparently most of the people that live around here work, because I have seen exactly one person on all of the walks so far. Where are all the mommies?
Baby Andrew was born on September 28th at 7:55 pm. He weighed in at 8 lbs 5 oz and was 20.5 inches long. Childbirth was not what I expected. I was induced on Thursday morning and waited 36 hours or so for him to arrive. It was all worth it in the end, however, because he is just so darn cute. It has been a hard week, but things are finally getting better. Andrew was diagnosed with jaundice on Monday by the visiting home nurse. He spent much of the week on a wallaby light for phototherapy. Needless to say, this freaked me out. He refused to nurse and I felt awful. Today he was discharged from the treatment as his bilirubin levels are much improved. We met with a lactation consultant today who helped us nurse successfully. Hopefully I will be able to continue what she did without her here ramming my boob into my son's mouth. (The things I never thought I'd ever do in life...)
I haven't knit for a week. Wonder when that will resume? I also haven't slept in a week for more than two hours at a time. No wonder the words on the screen look blurry! Off to play with baby...