First off I love you but my body felt like a war zone during that first week. Something every person failed to tell me (probably cause there was no going back at that point). The peri bottle became my best friend. Your dad was buying cold compresses for me and the hormones were surging where I would just cry in an instant. But since then my body has healed, I'm feeling somewhat normal, the engorgement phase has come and left (thank goodness) and I find you ever so fascinating every day.
You have been to the paediatrician and have gained a whopping 7lbs 4 oz. that was just two weeks ago and I can see you continue to grow. May have to weigh you next week for proof. He said you were very healthy and gave me some tips of what to do if you ever experience congestion in the nose, eyes or have other bodily functions that go awry.
And guess what? No sooner than those words were said you caught my cold at a mere 2 weeks of age. Poor thing.
I was doing things that I never thought I would be doing. Nasal spray and using the nosefrida. Talk about diving into motherhood. Battling your first cold made me rethink your littleness and vulnerability. Something I took for granted. So thanks for the eye opener. We mended you to health with extra cuddles from daddy in the night (he, like me, hated hearing your coughs and grunts). Thank heavens for the healthy beginnings nurse as she reassured me we were all doing the right thing.
Also during that second week you had a party in your honour. That's right little camper, you were given a baby shower! And let's just say it between the gifts and people generously giving you hand me downs the first year of your life is set for clothes. You are definitely loved just like your name.
And the love didn't stop there. Visitors came to see you in plenty. First and for most your grammie from New Brunswick came for two weeks. Lots of pictures taken by her that I joked she was the paparazzi. She invented the girdle for you when you were uncomfortable. And she was your cuddle buddy for sure. So much so that when you appeared distressed in the car she told me to pullover so she could sit with you. Looks like you have an ally in life my friend.
Not to mention other people that you have met from your 89 year old great grandfather from lougheed and your 90 year old great aunt from Calgary. Plus numerous visits from granny and grandad, uncle jimi and friends and more family. And let's not forget your pet friends. Bentley seems to give you a lick daily and kitty...Well don't be offended by kitty he takes a lot of time to warm up to people.
Over the last four weeks and this last one in particular you have lost your newborn look. Sad. But you are looking more baby like everyday. Your body has filled out. Your eyes open and you are more alert. You talk a lot with coos and caas and sometimes I get squeals of delight. You stare at everyone around you plus the toys and music I put in front of you. You love your baths and they are needed more with daily spit up attacks!
Plus you fuss and cry a bit more. Sometimes it's hunger, other times it's an extra cuddle you need or we help bicycle your legs. More often I can put you in the carrier and do a little dance. But then others it's the dreaded cluster feed that exhausts me to no end as you kept me up from 2-4 am the day grammie left. You left me a very tired mama with probably about 2-3 hours sleep. But you made up for it last night with a sleep for a three hour stretch.
We've already had one holiday but I did not take you trick or treating (you were just recovering from your cold). But you had two costumes! Even matched your pet dog Bentley. I think he was more impressed! Ha ha. But if your anything like your parents you will love that holiday for the rewards alone!!
