I can’t really explain to you how perfectly you fit in with us already. I’ve heard other parents talk about not realizing that something (or someone) was missing until he or she arrived, but now I get it. It’s hard to remember a time when you weren’t here — and while you’re already bearing the brunt of being the second child, you seem to be settling in quite nicely.
You’re an amazing daytime sleeper. You wake up to eat and when you have a dirty diaper and that’s about it. And you’re so forgiving of your tired, busy mom. You give me tiny little noises and whimpers when you need something and only fuss if it takes me too long to get to you — and I do have to apologize, kiddo, because sometimes it takes me longer than I’d like. Even with extra hands to help in your first few weeks, I found myself juggling a lot more than I did when your sister first came home. I wish I could just sit and stare at you for hours, or snuggle you on the couch while watching bad TV, but there are always other things to take care of.
Nights are still a challenge. You are waking up every 90 minutes or so to eat, which isn’t so bad. But you never want to go back to sleep once you’re done. A combination of burping you, rocking you, playing white noise, offering you a pacifier and singing you lullabies seems to work, but it’s never quick. So that turnaround is really taking a toll on Mommy. Plus, from 2-4am, it’s party central — no sleep at all!
I hope you understand that even during the chaos, you are so, so important to me. And so very loved. The sleep deprivation notwithstanding — you are such an angel child.
This week, it’s just us! Grammy and Grampy flew home, and your Grandpa T and NeeNee don’t arrive for a few days, so we’re getting a taste of this family of four thing. We ventured out of the house three times this extended holiday weekend, to the zoo, farmers’ market and beach, and you were amazingly well behaved. Maybe you could talk to your big sister about her temper tantrums? I kid, I kid. (Sort of.)
You also celebrated your first Thanksgiving — we are so thankful for you!
You seem to be growing by the hour. At your doctor’s appointment last week, you’d more than met your birth weight — you were 9 pounds, 3.5 ounces! And while you’re still floppy and so tiny compared to your sister, I think you’re even heavier now than a few days ago. Mommy’s milk for the win!
Love you love you love you, Buggy.