2 Months

Wow...it's been a month since my last post and before that it was just pictures.  Eventually I will get back to my list.  For now, I'm still tracking it all and posts are about Liam.

I don't have the "it's flying by" feeling...yet.  I'm sure it will come, but I have my little guy with me every day and every night.  He gets to come to work with me, unless I choose to have someone watch him, and he has a crib in our room.  There are nights during the week that Matt takes him out of the room and brings him to me to feed so that I can get sleep too, but he is still with me.  Not that I would have it any other way...but I'm able to see everything, day in and day out.  So nothing is getting past me.  I get the smiles, the arches to the side, the cries, the sleepless days, most of the sleepless nights, the tummy time...it's all mine to see.  So how could it be flying by?

The most common question to be asked..."How is he sleeping?"  I know, I know...it's a big issue with lots of babies.  Liam didn't want to be left out, so he made sure to give us a lot of sleepless nights...a week and a half worth at one point.  He would be up for 5 hours straight, happy as a clam.  Well, Mommy isn't happy as a clam in the middle of the night.  So Daddy started taking over some nights.  Phew!!  Thank goodness.  But since then, about 3 weeks ago, sleep has drastically improved.  If we are lucky, he gives us a 5-6 hour stretch at the beginning of the night and then he will go anywhere from 2-4 hours afterwards.  If we aren't lucky, it will be every 2-3 hours the entire night.  Which, according to Liam's pediatrician, that's still a "long" stretch.  Yeah...right.  So sleep is improving...as everyone says it does.

At 2 months, Liam weight 11 pounds, 4.8 ounces, is 24 inches long and has a head that is 14.5 inches around.  Not too sure I agree with the last measurement, but I've yet to take it on my own.  We shall see.  He also has 3 distinct cries.  At least to his mommy.  The "I'm wailing because you aren't picking me up" cry, the "I'm so tired why are you not putting me to sleep" cry, and the "What the heck, can you not tell I"m hungry" cry.  Poor kid...no one else knows his cries, and everyone assumes he is hungry.  Nope...mama knows best, and normally, this kid needs his sleep.

So basically, at 2 months old we still sleep, eat, poop, sleep, eat, play a little, sleep, smile....repeat.

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Love Doubled.

8.8.11 - First Bottle

8.9.11 - Sir Sleeps A Lot

8.10.11 - Mommy & Me

8.11.11 - Sleep Attitude

8.12.11 - Coming Home Outfit FITS!

8.13.11 - One Month Old

8.14.11 - People Who Love Me

8.15.11 - A Day in The Life

8.16.11 - Something New!

Love.

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8.5.11

My expressive guy during his nap.

8.6.11

Bath.  My First Loves.  Burrito.

8.7.11

Nap.  Best Friends.  Car.

Swing.  Feet w/ God.  Lips.

My Rockin Doula!

Kathleen, she's amazing.  She was my sister's doula when she was pregnant with Reid, her third.  From the point that my sister was recovering after giving birth, she began saying that Kathleen was going to be her gift to me.  I'll admit, I thought she was crazy at first.  I'd be "epiduraling" it up.

Then I got pregnant.
Then I started researching in the few days before I told my sister.
Then Kathleen became my doula.

We met with her monthly.  She calmed my irrational fears (what was I going to wear during labor?!? and whether or not to donate the cord blood) and covered everything in full detail with us.  It was like we were her only client.  She spent hours with us if that was what we needed.  And we never seemed like a hassle.  During labor, even though she was 25 weeks pregnant, she was a solid rock.  She had to be tired, exhausted even, and hungry and just getting worn down.  She counter pressured my back when I was in positions that were so uncomfortable.  And then she showed Matt how to duplicate what she was doing.  Even during pushing, which lasted 3-4 hours, she was there at my leg with pressure helping me along (with my sister, my mom, and my hubs as well).  She'd sit down in between, but stayed right next to me.
She walked me through options and outcomes when something new was thrown our way.  She was patient with me.  She told me I could when I said I can't.  Bot not only was she telling me, she was making me believe.  Her words were what I needed.

Kathleen is a rock star.  She not only coached me (and my sister in her labor) but she has coached our family.  I think I can speak for us all when I say she is such a blessing and has really guided us all.  We love her for what she has provided us.

Labor...

Counter pressure

Towel-pulling Pushing

Peppermint on his finger!  I was so nauseous. 

And of course, from the last post because it is one of my favorites...a contraction on the floor with my sister and Kathleen

i'm the crazy person who cannot wait to be pregnant again (Don't worry...I'm waiting).  I can't wait to experience pregnancy again and do all I can to have a successful VBAC with my family and Kathleen by my side.