I don’t have anything terribly exciting to talk about this
week, but I figured I would still update anyway.
Liam started sleeping through the night. Like 7-8 hours at a time. The first few nights I didn’t sleep all that
well because I’ve been so used to getting up with him. Thursday night I finally also slept through
the night. It’s not quite an every night
ordeal because some nights I wake him up to feed him because I am the one who
really needs for him to eat. Other times
he doesn’t quite make it as long and he's the one who wants to eat. We
kind of have a schedule started with him now in the evenings. I didn’t really try to but it has just kind
of happened. I’m certainly not going to
complain because it usually involves him falling asleep right after dinner,
feeding before I go to bed, sleeping through the rest of the night until about 7
or 8, feeding, then sleeping for another 3ish hours. He’s definitely a good sleeper at night!
Sunday Liam was really good during the church services. It seems like every time we are at church as soon as the service is over or we leave he goes back to his fussy self. We figured maybe he is already two-faced and
puts on a different face while we are at church. I’m ok with that (for now), better than the other way
around.
Monday I had a doctor’s appointment and Starbucks happens to
be nearby. I rewarded myself with a pumpkin spice latte (no woman likes those
kinds of doctors appointments). We went
to Caleb’s sister’s house for the afternoon/evening. Liam was a bit fussy, but that’s to be
expected these days. We had dinner with
her family and Caleb’s parents who were staying there while Caleb’s dad was at
some training meetings. Getting together
with family is always a good time!
Tuesday Liam had a good day.
A GOOD DAY. Not much fussing and
was an overall happy baby. I wish I
could have captured that day in a bottle to remind myself on the days when
absolutely nothing makes him happy that good days do happen. Tuesday night Caleb’s parents came to visit
on their way back home and had dinner with us.
Thursday Caleb went and played some music for the precious
people at the nursing home down the road from our house. Caleb said that when
he walked in there was an old lady sitting in a wheelchair with a dollar bill
in her hand and said to him “I got a dollar, want to help me spend it?” Apparently the nurses had bribed her to get
going and out of her room with a dollar bill.
Lol. See? Precious.
Thursday I had been dealing with Mr. Fussy Pants all day and I
decided to make the most of the moment.
I discovered the webcam app on my computer the other day. I took some pictures of me and fussy gus
using the filter that distorts your face.
It gave me a good laugh. Liam
eventually calmed down for a few minutes. I figured he probably thought he
might have been missing out on something.
Thursday night we headed to Columbia to go to a Southern gospel concert. A family from our church was opening for the main group. We got there right after it started and Liam stayed quiet for a whole two hours during the concert. He even had a bottle and didn’t fuss while he drank it. At the end of the concert the group was up there talking about the products they had available for sale and we left during that time because Liam had reached his limit of quietness. He screamed half of the way home before he gave up and fell asleep.
Friday we packed up and headed to my parents’ house in St.
Louis. We had planned on going to St
Louis on Saturday for a wedding but we weren’t going to get to see my mom
because she was working so we went on Friday so we could spend more time with
them. And it’s always a plus when I get
to go shopping at Target AND JCPenney.
Mhmm. I bought my first pair of
post-partum jeans. All of my old jeans
can only come up midway up my thighs. I
thought if I bought a pair of non-maternity jeans it would remind me each time
I put them on that the goal is to make those jeans get too big for me. When I just wear maternity pants I forget
that those are not my normal pants and I can’t wear maternity clothes for the
rest of my life. (Although those
maternity yoga pants I have? Those are
never getting packed away. Comfiest
pants I own and stretchy enough to fit me with no big belly.) The hardest part about wanting to lose weight
is that I know that I need to keep up my calorie intake for the sake of
breastfeeding but I could also stand to pass up sweets more often (even though
those are the best calories in my opinion).
Saturday was the wedding.
Our college friend Matt got hitched.
I love going to weddings, especially now that I’ve been there done
that. I like getting to enjoy other
people’s weddings without the stress of planning one. Liam was good, but then again we were in a
church and that apparently is the key to keeping him quiet. We had planned on going to the reception but then
decided against it and headed back to Centralia early. The plan is to go to bed early tonight and
take on a new week tomorrow! Liam and I WILL
have a good week. We will.
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