Age: 9 weeks, 1 day
today was the final day in my husband's 3 day weekend and the first day of my last 3 weeks off on maternity leave. i'm really starting to get bummed out about returning to work. i'm going to miss my little man terribly. every day he is slowly getting bigger and becoming more and more of a person, even if some of those days he just becomes a bigger asshole. at this point i'm realizing that not all babies are this mean/crabby, and that vin and i may have scored the jackpot on the cuteness factor, but lost the lottery on the crabby/colic zone. dude gets pissed - for no reason. some days, even bicycle legs with colic calm with sing songs with tummy rubs with mom's boob and the monkey chair - no dice. it is what it is. i'm ok with not getting sleep anymore. and when my husband made a comment to me today that, 'this is hard, don't you miss sleeping?' i commented something along the lines of, 'yes but i'm used to it. one smile = two temper tantrums. his smiles are more and more frequent, so as long as he keeps slinging those out, it's so easy to forget about the meltdowns, my heart simply explodes when i see that goofy hambone grin.' best feeling ever. can't wait until he starts laughing.
the highlight of my day today (or maybe even weekend?) was this afternoon when h was being a fussbucket and i took him into the bedroom to nurse. after i realized he wasn't as hungry as he was letting on, and he was fussing, well, just to fuss, i thought i'd punish him with some tummytime on mommy's chest. (he hates tummytime, but the doc said we need to start doing it for an hour a day, when admittedly, we barely do a quarter of that for the reason that H screams like a banshee). when i realized that he wasn't shrieking or struggling to get off me, but rather, was cuddling my chest and looking about, relaxed, i couldn't believe it. he passed out, listening to my heartbeat, snuggling my chest. slept a good ten-fifteen minutes when i got bold and scooped him off my chest and placed him flat on his back on the bed, in the crook of my left arm - to which mom and son both cuddled and passed out for a half hour nap. it was the best nap of my life. holdie cuddles better than any kitty ever can. cuteness overload, mom heart explosion.
i hope to sneak in as many more mommy and me naps in the bed as possible in the next three weeks, although i won't get my hopes up if H is all 'yeah right' next time i try it. i still had today, and it was pretty dang special. daddy also got some quality cuddles on the couch this afternoon, with holdie laying on his chest (and puking all over him on multiple occasions). despite the temper tantrums, h is slowly turning into a cuddle bear - when he's not gassy, angry, hungry or sleepy (which is maybe 20 minutes of the day).
the little moonman got put to bed an hour early tonight due to his temperament, so i think it's time to check in on him to make sure he's finally passed out. maybe i'll even get a shower tonite!
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