He did what???

Oh my goodness!!! My baby boy is 5 weeks old today and do you know what he did? He rolled over onto his tummy from his back!!! Are they supposed to roll over this fast? I wouldn't have believed it except that I watched him do it...twice! I should have known though because he's been rolling onto his side the past couple days.
The honeymoon is over... Now I won't be able to turn my back for a second. Wow...what's next?

Bunny Boy

So I have been a slacker...I haven't had much time to post in the past week. Pop (Phil's dad) and Momma T came for a 5 day visit. Phil and I actually got 2 nights without Jacob duty. And Momma T, aka Granny, was thrilled to take over for the night.
Let's see...is there anything new going on...um... Oh, Jacob is getting more and more alert. He's staying awake a couple hours at a time and starting to smile and become more interactive. I will be so happy when he finally gets a schedule. I couldn't hardly put him down all day. He would fall asleep in my arms, I would try to put him down, and he would wake up 2 minutes later. I finally gave up at around 3:30 and laid down with him on my chest for 2 hours. He got a decent nap and I got a couple winks myself.
Yesterday was Easter. I sang a song with Phil's band at church for all 3 services. Since both of us were busy, we had to drop him off at the infant care. Phil was pretty proud of me for being able to leave Jacob for as long as I did, and with strangers. Jacob did really well. He was hardly fussy at all and he slept most of the time. Here's a picture of my bunny boy just before taking off for church. Ain't he cute???

One month old!!!

My baby boy is one month old today! I can't believe it...seems just like yesterday we were in the hospital. Time is going by so fast. As of 9:47 pm, he is 4 weeks old...just like that...
I have to go now. We just picked up Phil's dad and dad's girlfriend (heretofore known as Tess or Momma T) from the airport. They were so surprised to have Jacob meet them there too. Ok...really gotta go...

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Rough night

Jacob is sleeping in his swing. He spent most of the night on my chest. I'm not sure what his problem is, but I'm exhausted. This is one of those days I feel real short on patience. It's gonna take an awful lot of prayer to get through today. Every time I get myself hooked up to the pump or decide to lay down for a nap, he wakes up and starts fussing. How does he know just the wrong time to get upset?
Phil's dad and dad's girlfriend are coming out from Florida tomorrow. I have so much cleaning to get done! We are very excited about this though cause we plan on having Jacob stay with them in the nursery for at least one night. This way we can have a whole night's rest (with the exception of a couple pumping sessions). Can you believe it? A whole night's rest!!! We'll actually get to cuddle! :)
I decided, especially on days like these, to try to count my blessings. I think it's important for me to throw in some optimism into the chaotic mix. When I say "count my blessings", I don't mean starting off with "well, at least I'm not..." I mean, I'm thankful that my son is healthy and beautiful. I'm thankful that I have such a wonderful husband. I'm thankful that we have so many wonderful things happening in our lives. This week is a great week to be thankful. Sunday is Easter, and this week is Passion Week at our church.
Okay, enough for now...I need to pump while my little chunk-butt is sleeping.

He's getting so big!

Jacob is hanging out in his swing. He's awake, but not crying, which is such a relief. Phil had Jacob duty last night and I got to sleep in until 8:45! Granted, I had to pump a couple times during the night, but other than that I got some great sleep.
A really nice neighbor, Lori, brought us Subway for lunch. Then she held Jacob for a while and he fell asleep. We've got some great friends!
I took a great picture of Jacob for Easter. He is so cute! I can't believe that he is almost a month old! Time just goes by so fast. We got his hospital pictures in the mail today. He's got huge hands. He'll be able to do a 7 fret stretch just like his daddy (guitar lingo).
It's getting easier to get things done...not saying that it's easy by any means...just easier. I did all the laundry yesterday. I've been shopping a couple times.
Uh oh...my little lover is waking up...gotta go...

My poor baby boy...

Jacob has had a hard time today. I finally gave in and called the doctor at 4:30 pm. Jacob projectile vomited and I thought it was time to get more specific attention for him. We are pretty sure that it's still just acid reflux, but we have an appointment at 10 am tomorrow to get confirmation. The Zantac he was prescribed doesn't seem to be working all that well. Maybe we can get a different prescription.
He seems to have to settings; sleep and scream. That just doesn't seem right. We are trying a pacifier right now and it seems to be helping. But he shouldn't be so uncomfortable that all he does is cry. My poor baby boy... It just breaks my heart.
I'm exhausted. I was on Jacob duty last night. He didn't do to bad. But I had to pump and feed and that just took such a long time. I breastfed him a lot today just to avoid pumping. That and he wouldn't let me put him down. He was having a needy day today. I just keep praying. And I sing to him all the time. I don't think I've even come close to making up the same song twice! It's pretty sad I don't really know any lullabies.
I'm beat...thank goodness Phil has Jacob duty tonight...

What??? Another nap? Woohoo!!!

Okay, I have a few seconds so here goes...

Things I love about Jacob:

• I love that he sleeps with both arms above his head.
• I love how his fingers wiggle when he's sleeping, and when I'm holding him it feels like...well, like little fingers wiggling against my skin, so soft and gentle.
• I love how he grunts in his sleep and his little tiny rapid snores.
• I love how his hair feels against my cheek when I rub my face on his head.
• I love his soft feet, and his tiny straight toes.
• I love that he has my nose.
• I love the weight of him on my chest.
• I love to watch him sleep, especially with daddy. (That's enough to make me cry!)
• I love that today, on my birthday, I have the one gift I always wanted, my son.

Okay...he's about to wake up!

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Mamma's Comin'!

This is my first blog post. No promises...we'll see how this goes...

My son is 3 weeks old today. It's also my 34th birthday. Funny how these things just sneak up on you. Right now, Jacob is taking another mini-nap. But I know that soon, he'll be screaming bloody murder because he's hungry/wants to be held/needs a clean diaper/has a tummy ache/or any other reason that I just can't figure out because we are still learning to communicate. A year ago I would have never guessed that my next birthday would find me as a new mom.
Being a mother has been so incredibly challenging. I cry almost every day because I can't get it right, or because he's upset, or because somehow, in all this chaos, we made a connection. There's a reason they call this baby bootcamp. Between breastfeeding, pumping, diaper changes, baths, midnight/3 am/6 am feedings, baby Zantac and Mylicon, Phil and I are whooped (that would be the past, past tense of whipped, right?). Speaking of Phil, he has been so wonderful through everything. He's even sharing night duty with me. So, not only does he work full time, but he comes home and makes dinner, cleans, and helps with the baby. I really need to get off my butt. I'm a stay at home mom now, I need to start getting things done around here. Of course, if I find some time between feedings, naps, diaper changes, and just needing to be held, then I will. I can blog and pump at the same time, but I can't do the dishes and pump.
This age is so hard, for both of us. I am older than I wanted to be just starting out with my first baby. I know that God has His own timing and that it's what's right for me, but I feel so old and tired. It doesn't help that I haven't gotten a good night's sleep in 10 months (pregnancy wasn't very kind to me at night). I do an awful lot of complaining for someone who just received one of the greatest miracles ever. All I ever wanted to be was a mother. And yet here I am, not the most happy person around.
Gosh, I have so much more to say, about a lot of things. But Jacob is waking up...don't cry baby, Mamma's comin'!