One Hour?

Last time I checked, one hour was sixty minutes. . I think it's sort of a universal thing. I've noticed something though, with a baby, one hour can be the LONGEST segment of time or the shortest, but it's rarely only 60 minutes.

Take sleep, lately I've been averaging one hour of sleep, every other hour for four or five hours every night. It's the CRAZIEST thing, I can sleep for one hour, sixty minutes, and when a squeaky little baby wakes me up (he doesn't really cry, he just starts "talking") I'm always SHOCKED, truly blown away that it's only been an hour since I laid him (and me) down. I think that God truly does provide a special dispensation for nursing mom's, because it truly can be a restful one hour of sleep.

Reid thinks he needs to eat every two hours, the pediatrician encouraged me that big boys like Reid (who has already gained back, and then some of his birth weight, PLUS grown 3/4 of an inch!) should eat every three hours, I'll produce more milk, it will grow his tummy and he may even sleep longer than two hours during the night! ONE hour, sixty minutes, when you are trying to entertain a crying (sometime screaming baby) that's the LONGEST hour in the world. (We've never made it a full hour before I feed him, I just can't bear it!)(Although as I write this post, we are speeding towards the three hour mark, and after a bit of fussing, he's happily asleep in the baby bjorn on my chest. (LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the Baby Bjorn, a bonus for a big baby is they fit in the Baby Bjorn from the very start. . and he LOVES it too!)

ANOTHER "LIFE" LESSON FROM REID:

Reid LOVES to eat, sometimes he gets so excited to eat that he starts sucking like there is no tomorrow on his little fist, on on my knuckle. The thing is, the "good stuff" can be just inches from his face, and he still would rather try and get milk from his fist, or my knuckle. . sometimes it takes a whole lot of effort to get him to raise his eyes a half an inch or less for the stuff that will REALLY satisfy him. I can't help but think about how often God might be offering me the "Good Stuff" and my eyes are so focused on something that will NEVER satisfy, and God is saying (just like I say to Reid), "look up. . just stop this madness and look up, I've got the best for you RIGHT here!"

16 more minutes and we'll have made it THREE hours!!

Pants.

Reid's been home for one week! It's crazy how fast time is going. Each day is getting easier as we learn his routines and he learns ours. We are figuring out how to get him to sleep without being held (I never thought about teaching a baby that! I thought they knew how to sleep in a crib. Our guy sure doesn't, he's happier snuggled in our arms. . but it's really hard to get any good rest that way. . . as precious as it is!)

We've had lots of fun with him. The peeing on the wall and projectile poop when his diaper comes off. . . all that fun stuff!


My mom's favorite story so far is this. . if you come to visit. . she'll probably tell you about this. . (And she wasn't even there to see it!)

Two nights ago Reid and I were enjoying the a "wake" time at about 3:00. I took him downstairs to sit in a bouncy chair that he loves so I could make some tea and even read a few pages of my book. (Three Cups of Tea-I highly recommend it!)

A few notes to help set the stage for this story. My recovery has been really, REALLY smooth. I am a huge believer in lots of walking, water and as much rest as possible. . really I think all the walking I did during the pregnancy has had a direct corraltion to my speedy recovery. The changes in my body are noticable daily. During the labor and delivery I was pumped FULL of IV's which took a few days to get out of my system. . .lets just say that for a week or so my ankles were a dim and distant memory as I experimented with as Todd said "Club feet". . So a couple of days ago I put on the same outfit I came home from the hospital in (which by the way I could BARELY get on at the hospital because my thighs were so HUGE. . NO FUN) and to my GREAT delight it was quite loose. . . . . So loose that in the middle of the night as I leaned over to put Reid into his bouncy chair. . my pants FELL OFF! Yep, there I stood at 3:00 in the living room with my drawers around my ankles! I was SO glad it was in the middle of the night with the whole family happily dreaming away!

We'll try and be better about keeping this blog updated and I'm going to learn how to post pictures. . and you won't want to miss any Reid pictures, he's just so CUTE!