Motherhood is truly exhausting and rewarding at the same time. I know it sounds cliche as I heard it many times from other mothers, but I guess it’s just another one of those things that can’t fully be absorbed until you’re a mother yourself. I’ll just leave it at that.
Classic moments I don’t want to forget:
- We always wake him, change his diaper, feed him, and help him fall asleep. That’s the routine. The other day, my husband took a shift where he changed him, fed him, and spent a good chunk of time trying to rock him to sleep. He noticed the diaper was wet again, so he changed him. He put him in the rock n play to fall asleep, then we heard him poop. It didn’t sound like much, so I told him to wait it out a little bit to see if he would cry (I think it’s his way of signaling that he’s finished). My husband wanted to go ahead and change him in case he fell asleep and/or woke up crying to get his diaper changed instead of just drifting off into sleep. Once the new, clean diaper came on, guess what happened? He pooped again! I laughed. Four diapers in one session!
- In the evenings, we switch off shifts or split the work. It depends on how rough the day has been and how we’re feeling (ie I was sick the other day, so Tristan took all of the night shifts). Well, one day, Tristan woke him, changed him, fed him, and spent almost 2 hours trying to get the munchkin to go to sleep. He gave up, put him in the sleeper, gave him the pacifier and turned on the white noise. Baby was still fussing around. Mind you, during this 2 hour duration, I kept telling him I could hold him for a bit so he could rest. He refused. He really wanted to make this work. Well, after he had given up, I rolled out of bed, and picked baby boy up and rocked him for about 5 minutes. He was now sound asleep. Tristan couldn’t believe it. Haha. I guess baby boy just wanted a little mommy time.
- He does this really cute thing. After I feed him, I burp him while holding him over my shoulder. When the burps are out, I hold him for at least another 10 minutes in that position to help reduce the spit ups when I put him down. Well, during these 10 or so minutes, he somehow finds a way to scoot over to the middle of my chest and falls asleep. It’s the cutest thing!
- Ugh, the morning stretch. Every time we unravel the swaddle, he stretches every limb a few times and makes the cutest noises. I can’t contain myself every time he does it. SO CUTE.
- He’s great at making eye contact now which is one of the most captivating things ever. It’s like he’s trying to get to know me by staring deeply into my eyes. I always try to make conversation with him, and he’ll respond with his little coo-ing sounds. These moments – they’re the best.
- He’s chubbing up! I’m starting to see some rolls on his thighs. He’s gaining a steady 1-2oz a day 🙂
- Tiny baby feet – I had no idea how soft they were. They are so cute to begin with, but the softness is unreal. Tristan loves to rub Dominic’s baby feet on his face. It’s one of those daddy/son moments where I just watch in adoration and fill with joy. 🙂
- Oh, he likes to smile as he drifts off into a deep sleep. <3