Jake's Journey

September 2004

  • Thu, Sep 16, 2004 10:53 AM

    I just have to say, it is nearly impossible to eat ribs with a fussy baby next to you, without getting barbecue sauce all over the baby. And the binky.

    I learn something new every day.

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  • Wed, Sep 8, 2004 11:00 AM

    He smiled at me!! An actual smile too, not just gas or falling asleep, but a real true smile.

    I have, in times past, mourned the loss of that feeling you get when a cute boy smiles at you, or that first kiss, or the butterflies you get when you are first falling in love. Not that I don't still get some of those feelings for Matt, and especially over the last 10 to 12 months, he has truly touched my heart in ways that have made me cry because he is so sweet. I love that we've been married almost 10 years (yes, its coming up in February - how's that for making you feel old?), and be even more in love than we ever have been before.

    When this baby smiled at me (and we aren't talking smirk, I mean big giant open mouth gummy slobbery grin) I experienced an emotion I've never felt before. Like my heart was going to explode, all I could do was laugh. It was the most beautiful feeling in the world. A cute boy smiled at me, and I fell in love all over again. There's no feeling like it in the world.

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  • Fri, Sep 3, 2004 9:37 AM

    Just a week has gone by, and so many things have happened! His first bottle, his first real bath, mommy's first few minutes out of the house alone.

    For those wondering, he took to the bottle with no problems at all. As soon as that boy figured out there was food in it, there was no stopping him! Matt fed him while I sat across the room and cried. Stupid hormones. It was so sweet and sentimental, and generally sappy. I'm glad I was able to get a few pictures through my tears.

    The plan is to give him one or two bottles a day so I can have a little more freedom... or sleep, whichever one strikes my fancy at the moment!

    As far as the bath goes, I climbed right in with him. I figured I'd end up soaking wet anyway, so I might as well just get in and do it the easy way. He seemed to really enjoy the whole thing, or at least he was too shocked and confused to cry about it. That is, until I decided to wash his hair. But, we got through, and actually plan to do it again very soon.

    I think I've really gotten lucky, most nights Jake will sleep in 4 to 5 (and once almost 6) hour blocks. He wakes up to get changed and nurse, then back to sleep for a few more hours. He is beginning to spend more time awake during the day, is making a lot more eye contact, is starting to track things with his eyes, and has actually smiled a few times when it wasn't gas or muscle spasms.

    Wednesday afternoon I actually left the house for a little while BY MY SELF! It was strange and wonderful. It was the first time in a VERY long time I actually felt like a "normal" person. I wasn't pregnant, I wasn't riding with a baby in the back seat, I was alone. I bought a vanilla Pepsi, and turned up the stereo. Then I went and bought a nursing bra and a pair of non-maternity jeans. Oh well, I guess one can only be so free.

    I couldn't really think of anything else I *needed* to do, and started wondering about Matt, so I decided to head home after about an hour and a half. When I walked in the door both of my guys were sleeping soundly... they'd been asleep the whole time. *sigh* Next time I'm going to stay out longer.

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