For now, I am going to ignore the fact that the baby that I just had like, 2 days ago will turn one month old on Thursday. Because I don’t know how that happened and it makes me so. dang. sad. So instead, let’s chat about this little boy’s 4th week of life!
First off, can we talk about how much I canNOT wait until this kid can smile? My dad’s girlfriend calls this the sack of flour stage, because that’s basically what newborns act like in the first 6 weeks – crying, eating, pooping sacks of flour. Yes, they’re adorable and cuddly, but as the woman taking care of the sack of flour, sleeping very little, getting pooped and peed on, feeding said child 24/7, it would be nice to get a smile or some recognition occasionally. THAT BEING SAID, I can’t wait until the real, genuine smile happens, rather than the moments of gas or occasional, unintentional mouth tilt.
I think the biggest accomplishment is that OWEN TAKES A PACIFIER! This may not seem like a big deal to some, and some others may be shaking their heads at me for using a substitute, and others are quickly informing me that weaning him from it will be a bitch, but do you know what’s a bigger bitch? A baby that for over a year uses your own boob as a pacifier. Ryan, with his colic and clinginess and crankiness never took a pacifier or a bottle. The pure fact that Owen will take a paci and fall asleep with it is already a godsend. Be it in the car or when I’m trying to get dinner done with a toddler on my hip, the pacifier is my new BFF.
With that in mind, Owen is such an easier baby that Ryan ever was. He’s not a horrible sleeper, he’s relaxed, doesn’t need the boob all.day.long. and is more or less happy just sitting in his bouncy taking in the world. The only big difference that Ryan never had is that he does NOT like having a dirty diaper. Ryan can sit it in for dayyss and always could, but with Owen he hates it.
We’re still struggling with some spit up issues – if we lay him down asleep on his back, he’ll spit up and then cry for 30 minutes because he’s all mucus-y and spitting up occasionally. If I get him to sleep sitting up in his bouncer then lay him down asleep in bed, it’s not too bad. I have a feeling it’s reflux, and even worse, dairy allergy related since he’s had some really persistent diaper rash, so I’m going to bring it up at his 1-month appointment. How funny is his little face when I was ignoring the spit up on his chin and taking more pictures? He’s like, really mom?
How’s Ryan doing? Still really well! He’s still very much in love with baby bro and taking it all so, so well.
Alright, friends, I’m off to put the littlest Wieboldt to bed! See you next week for his ONE MONTH update! (insert many, many tears.)
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