Jack | 1 Month Old

Last Wednesday Jack officially turned 1 month old! I can't believe a month has already come and gone. I had to wait until he was in one of those limp limbed sleeps to snap a few shots of him with his sock monkey. Prepare yourselves for some cuteness overload. 
Weight: 11lbs 11oz... he's a little chunk!
Height: 21 1/2in
At one month, Jack likes...
bath time!
his lamaze peacock
the picture frames above our couch 
(for some reason those never fail to mesmerize him)
lotion massages
his all you can eat milk buffet
falling asleep on mommy or daddy's chest
sleeping in his bassinet
changing outfits
being put in his carseat
tummy time
any sort of schedule ;)
New this month: Jack has really put on some weight! He now has the cutest rolls on his arms and legs and the chubbiest, most kissable cheeks I ever did see! He is starting to make more eye contact with Steven and I. My absolute favorite time of day is early in the morning when he is super sweet and alert. He'll stare right into my eyes and give me lots of coos and grunts. Priceless. He is a champ at passing gas. He farts so loud I always blame it on his daddy... how can something so loud and startling come from such a small booty??? Anyways, he is pretty much the most perfect and content little baby every day until around 6 o'clock. We call this his witching hour. He loves to use this time to cry and scream and make his mommy and daddy want to pull out our hair. I don't think he is colicky, but rather that it is just a fussy time for him. One theory I've read is that he is possibly de-stressing from all the stimuli he's received during the day?  Steven and I simply hold, shush, and love on him. What more can we do?! Best part of every day is when he passes out on my chest after a feeding. It is the sweetest, most amazing feeling. I love being this guy's mommy.

In his happy and fussy times I am simply so in love with my little boy! I can't get over how much he seems to change and grow everyday and I can't wait to continue documenting his month to month progress. But let's not grow up to quickly, Jack! I love you.


I'm Alive!

Yes, I am alive! Sorry I've been a little MIA these last few weeks... My days simply consist of changing dirty diapers, parking my behind on the couch to feed my perfect little one, and stuffing food down my throat every spare moment I can get. It's been quite a blur, really! So prepare yourself for my stream of consciousness blog post.

+ I am sleep deprived and covered in spit up, but I wouldn't trade any of these moments with Jack for the world.

+ Monday was my first day alone with Jack since Steven had to head back to work. I was super nervous, but we survived! I'm really cherishing this bonding time and all his cuddles!
+ Just last night I had the feeling that I am starting to get the hang of this whole "mommy" thing! But man, it is TOUGH WORK! Breastfeeding is still my biggest struggle. Jack and I work hard at it on a daily basis, but I'm beginning to feel as though I need to call in some reinforcements (has anyone every reached out to and used the Le Leche League?). Jack is growing and gaining weight, so I know the hard work and plenty of tears (by both of us) is worth it.  

+ I am famished all. the. time.  I seriously cannot stop eating. I think there is something wrong with me..
+ I've lost 30 of the 41 pounds I gained during pregnancy. I don't even know how that is possible...

+ I'm an emotional wreck. I can't get through a prayer for Jack without bawling my eyes out. I just love that little boy so much! 
+ When Steven gets home from work and sees his son his whole face lights up. It' enough to make my heart burst.

+ On the other hand, when I get up for the umpteenth time to tend to our son at night and see Steven sleeping peacefully I want to punch him in the face. 
+ Expect to see monthly updates of Jack with his sock monkey. (I apologize in advance.) Jack is 0 months old! ;)

These last few weeks have been the most difficult, yet most rewarding, of my life. I seriously don't want to be doing anything else but spending my days with my little boy. My heart aches when I think about returning to work, but I'm trying to live each day one at a time and cherish the time I do have to give him my undivided attention. He is just so stinkin' cute!

Thank you for continuing to read and check up on this blog even though I've become the most flaky blogger in the history of the universe. Maybe one day I'll have some sort of routine established... but don't hold your breath.