Oh this child of mine.
Just when I think I've got him nailed down and figured out he does a complete 180. He was the sweetest, most calm little newborn. Then around 3 weeks he started getting a bit more fussy and pretty much wanted to be held ALWAYS. Then 2 1/2 or so months rolled around and he became easy, smiley, and happy once again...oh and he was sleeping through the night. :)
And then shortly after 3 months he decided to wake up a few times each night. He took on this new cry that involves an ear piercing screech. The second he's on the floor he rolls over but hates to be on his stomach...like really hates it. I think he's teething too. The boy is keeping me on my toes.
In the end I felt like the world's most stellar mother. NOT.
Call it sleep deprivation, call it whatever you want to call it. Sometimes this mama gig is a tough one eh?
But then I woke up this morning with a sleepy little boy snuggled in next to me. The alarm went off for Mom's Group and the little booger didn't want to wake up. He just wanted to snuggle. Today he was a dream. Sweet, snuggly, not fussy. A completely different baby. Sometimes I just want to get into their heads. Figure out what's up. Either way though...fussy or sweet. I am blessed. Really and truly blessed to be the mama of such a sweet little man. Baby puke and all. :)
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