Two Months
6.25.2010
Mom and Baby
Not only can Jed tell me what he likes now, I’ve found that he has a mind of his own already. He loves to stare at his Poky Little Puppy Book. One day I thought he was getting bored with a picture so I flipped it to the next page. Jed promptly let out a howl; he wasn’t done with it yet! So I flipped it back and he settled right down. It’s his favorite page. Apparently even a six week old child can have an opinion.
I started a bedtime routine with Jed when he was just six weeks old. I think I was the one ready for the routine. I was hoping to finally get some more sleep! Although I haven’t been very consistent with the time, bedtime begins with a bath. Jed loves soaking in the tub! In fact, it relaxes him so much he poops in it more often than not! The little stinker. We’ll keep working on that. Then we go upstairs where it’s dark and quiet to nurse. I sing him a song and wait until he’s sufficiently sleepy before putting him down in his crib. He seems to know the routine now and goes right to sleep… for an hour... or three or four!
I am FINALLY getting more sleep these days. Wahoo! Jed is certainly big enough. He’s a little piggy. Bron says that if Jed were a calf, he’d classify as having nutritional scours. For weeks I nursed Jed about every two hours around the clock. That was rough. Now, however, I arouse Jed to “top him off” before I go to bed and usually get a wonderful undisturbed four hour stretch of sleep. After that, however, I might be up every two hours again. One night I was really lucky and got to sleep another four hours. Heaven on earth.
Jedediah has wriggled his way into our hearts. After he was first born, it felt strange to have another person—albeit little person—in our home. Now, however, Jed is a fully fledged participating member of our family. I am so grateful to know that he belongs to me--forever. It’s hard to imagine a life without him now. I have become obsessed with this tiny person. I wait on his every need and react to his every cry, but somehow find a deep self-fulfilling satisfaction. I love Jed more than words can possibly describe. And it’s a different kind of love than I have ever experienced before. This love feels almost desperate and painful; my heart strings are tender and there is so much joy. The title of mother has taken on a whole new meaning. Mothering has become a part of my being, it’s a part of who I am now. It’s skill, patience, talent, and love. Above all, a mother is love. I know I have lots to look forward to and a ton to learn, but there’s nowhere else I’d rather be than at home with this baby in my arms. I absolutely love being Jed’s mother.
So now, after much ado, I shall grace the internet with pictures of my son from his second month of life.
My favorite smile. Jed loves his flying bugs on a mobile!
Getting stronger! Tummy Time isn't so bad after all.
Snoozing away in the carrier--from Dad's point of view.
Exhausted in Montreal. It's all about the hair and those lips!
Soaking in his world
