Okay, this is going to be quick because Wallace is sure to wake up soon SINCE I’M NOT HOLDING HIM. And I really want to update you all on how life with a one-month-old is. One! Month! Old! But? I also really need a shower because I can’t handle the smell of myself.
First thing’s first…
He’s the cutest. And so big! I don’t know how much he weighs, but I do know he eats all day and he’s outgrown his newborn sized cloth diapers.
And some in his Rock N Play…
And half his nights in his Halo bassinet, but mostly he prefers us to hold him. Because newborn life.
Scott went back to work on Monday. Epic sad face. We loved hanging out with him.
But of course, we are so lucky that he was able to stay home with us as long as he did. He had enough leave banked to take a full month off.
Everyone is adjusting to baby brother and really loves having him around, even the dogs…
Well, we don’t really let Arlo get too close just yet. Not because we think he’ll intentionally hurt him, but he’s a 170 lb puppy. He’s excited and floppy and slobbery. So slobbery. He knows to stay out of our room now, and only Rosie gets to come in on occasion.
As for me?
It took a good 3 weeks for those hives to clear up, and then a few more days for me not to get super itchy when I took hot showers or woke in the middle of the night in a sweat. One month was pretty much a magical turning point. Hives gone, night sweats behind me, nipple pain is mostly manageable, and breastfeeding doesn’t make me want to throw things.
We’re not quite ready to take over the world (or dominate my inbox), but we’re getting there. We mastered a baby wrap, so I think that’s the first step.