As I think about the last 8 weeks, I go back and forth between thinking the time flew by and slugged along. I guess it did a little of both. One wise woman from our church once told me that the days are slow but the years are fast. It’s so true! Some days feel slower and harder than others… but looking back over the last few weeks, it’s gone by so quickly. These little ones grow so fast.
Each new week and month is a milestone for sweet Little G. but its also a milestone for myself, Little J., and our family. We are all learning how to be family together. Little J. is learning how to be a big brother and the hubby and I are learning how to be parents of two.
All about “G”:
My sweet little boy is so mellow! He is a very chill and relaxed baby and enjoys snuggling, napping, and nursing. Although he is the “little” brother, I have a hunch he is going to outgrow his big brother. At 6 weeks he weighed 12 lbs. and has started wearing 6 month clothes. Little J. was 12 lbs. at 8 weeks.
Little G. sleeping through his weight check at 6 weeks:
Little G. has been very busy over the last 2 months! He….
– Flew on an airplane
– Visited 2 states (California and Arizona)
– Loves bath time
– Smiles and coo’s
– Doesn’t mind tummy time
Mommy learning’s and realizations:
1. It is so much harder to get out of the house on time with two. I try… I really really do try and I’m not a “running late” type of person. I ENJOY being on time…. but no matter how hard I try, how early I get up, something ALWAYS happens! Diaper blowout as we are walking out the door, spilled coffee, spit up, or “Mommy, I have to go pee pee!!”.
2. I find my patience being tried during the night with “G” (please baby just sleep) and during the day with “J” (please stop jumping on the couches, dumping all the toys out, grabbing cupcakes off the counter, running out of the bathroom before I can put your pants back on… and on, and on). A combination that makes me think they are in cahoots to driving me crazy.
3. I pray more. As we have been blessed with another little one to care for, to raise… I realize the need to turn to Jesus even more. I can’t do this without His help… I am not patient enough, wise enough, or strong enough without Him.
When I get ready for the day I let “J” watch the iPad. He sits next to “G” in the baby bjorn balance on our heated bathroom floor, say’s “nice, warm” and watches his favorite show. I walked out of the bathroom a few steps to our master closet and “G” started to fuss a little. I overheard “J” say, “it’s okay baby G, it’s okay. Mommy be back soon.”
Such sweet moments. They make up for never ending goldfish cracker crumbs on my floor.