Week 3

I wanted to make posts at the end of every week documenting X and his adventures in this world, but it is way harder to find time to post than I thought it would be. So here we are at three weeks old and I haven't documented anything, and I am already forgetting things because it is just so much--I don't think your brain has room for any of it. X is now 20 days old and already so different than the baby I had in the hospital. This week he met my dad who he was named after, his cousins Suza, Skip, Jena, Lexi and Pat. We went to a breastfeeding support group that was a bust, but he is growing great. We have also been treating his first rash, which really sucks because we can't use cloth diapers until it clears up. Luckily, it doesn't seem to bother him at all. I think his umbilical cord stump may have fallen out this week too, but it may have been last week. Either way, it is gone, which is good because it was yucky. Now he has a cute little outtie. I am not sure when it fell out, but if it was this week he also had his first real bath. He didn't like it, but he didn't hate it either. He liked having the water poured over him, but not being washes to much. Essentially, he doesn't like having his arms and legs pulled on. But he smelled so good when it was done. We have also been walking a lot--using an Ergo, a Mei Tai carrier and a ring sling. The ergo is the most comfortable, but it is hot. He like walking. He also loves his daddy and hanging out with him. He will just sit and stare at him for hours, or sleep on his chest. In the last few days he has become a little more independent and will let us put him in his rocker or swing a for a little while if he is dead asleep. He also has taken to a pacifier--I am torn on this as I hate seeing babies with pacifiers, but he sure loves it and it calms him down. He loves tummy time and is very strong, holding his head up for close to a minute at a time, and not a little bit up, a lot up. He still loves to snuggle and be held most of the time and hates waking up. It takes him about 30 minutes of fussing to actually wake up, which is great for mommy and daddy because we have that time to prepare for him or to wake up ourselves. I love this little guy so much.