Mommyhood, exhaustion and other wonderful things

We've had Peter home for nearly two months and a week.  It has flown by.  We are so grateful for the little guy that when he is screaming bloody murder at 3 a.m. we can't get upset at him as we try and mix a bottle and shush him so he doesn't wake up the entire floor with his hollars.  I used to breastfeed but it was hard for me, emotionally and physically.  I wound up being sick and on medicine which caused me to have to pump and dump and pumping hurt like crazy.  It also reinforced why I will never be into S&M <G>. I also learned that using a bottle frees up a lot of time and doesn't cause me to feel self concious when feeding Peter.  I am getting a lot of flack for it because I am out of work but as the Pediatrican said, "6 weeks of successful breastfeeding has given your son the best of nutrition, don't beat yourself up you did the best you could."

Peter barely fit into newborn clothes and for the first few weeks of being home he was in onesies and wrapped in a blanket while he slept 22 hours a day.  We didn't know how to read his cries and did the best we could in those early bleary eyed days.  I noticed a pattern emerge as we wrote down the times of feedings and diaper changes so when he woke up the whole east coast with his crying we had a pretty good idea what he wanted.

Look Who's Talking -- Crying

Now he sleeps in his bassinet next to my side of the bed and his ever present blue teddy bear given to him by his cousin (my niece) Sarah.  One night, I didn't realize the bear wasn't in the bed with Peter who was fussing and wimpering.  I realized it after a minute or two and put it in the bed with Peter who immediately calmed down, cooed and fell asleep.  I now keep it in there by his feet at all time. 

However, there are nights where Peter will fuss so much that he and I will sleep in Larry's chair until sunrise or Larry's alarm clock.  Yes I am spoiling him but which would you rather -- no sleep because of a crying child or sleep with him your arm all night?  yup, so we snuggle all night and to be quite honest it isn't that uncomfortable.

Now that he is growing or as his doctor said "thriving" we are learning and loving his personality.  We are learning to adapt to his 1 a.m., 3 a.m and 6 a.m. feedings but looking into his blue eyes and getting a big toothy grin is so worth the cross eyed exhaustion.