We have arrived! We have made it to the 6 week mark. Although nothing about last night was much easier than any night this week, I still woke up feeling a little relieved. The first six weeks are the hardest. Everything is new and it's the adjusting time. Even though this is my second baby, in a way I feel like it is the first time. Each baby is different and what works for one doesn't work for the other. This morning I woke up in a really good mood. I feel like I've overcome the worst part and it's all down hill from here. I hope this is true. :)
We had taken a set back in the night time department but we are back to trying again. Last night he slept in the pack n play beside the bed until about 3:30 so that's better than not at all liked it has been. He just wants to be in my bed. Yesterday he napped for about 30 minutes in the pack n play and then woke up screaming. So I pulled him into my bed and nursed and slept for an hour and then I got out of bed and he continued to sleep another 30 minutes. So it's a little hard to make him sleep on his own when I want sleep to. But we are working on it. He slept almost 3 hours, then two and half, then one, and then one and a half. Hoping he starts sleeping longer stretches as he gets older.
This morning when I unbundled Weston and went to change his diaper I saw his cute little legs that are starting to get some chubs on them and I fell in love with him all over. He really is a sweet baby. He has started to be a little more content when awake. Don't get me wrong he is still a newborn, but things are getting better. Today he smiled with his eyes open while looking off in the distance so we are getting close to getting real smiles! I'm so thankful for my son and feel blessed to be called his mom!
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