He still sleeps...

but not from about 11 pm to 1 am. During these hours he is adorably wide awake. Well, it's adorable now, but I can see this changing quickly.

I don't really know how to change this little routine. The good news is that once he goes to sleep, he is out for a good while. Last night he slept from midnight to five! Then I fed him and he slept until about 8am. Of course this was in our bed, but that just really doesn't bother me.

Currently he is drifting off to sleep on my chest. Every few minutes his face scrunches up in pain(what I think is pain) and he then lets out a very sad little screamy cry. I think his tummy hurts. He is making some other noises too...anyway, I think tonight is going to be rough...

I feel like I give him Mylicon drops a lot. But they seem to help..

I think we are ready to make the move to the bed...I am sleepy...

A little memory

When we were newlyweds we would take the most amazing naps together. The sound of the TV, usually espn, played in the background and we would snuggle together on our blue faded garage sale couch and sleep until whenever. I would be nestled in my nook, that little spot where his chest sinks under his collarbone and there we would sleep, just us for hours. Sometimes I ache for those lazy afternoons...

Now naps are different. They are far less frequent and far more valuable. Now, I am wedged between Mason who spends the first thirty minutes of nap time wiggling and Grant who nurses on and off until he curls up next to me and finally drifts off into that perfect deep sleep of a newborn. Then I lay there and watch both of my boys breathe soft and deep. I look at their perfect eyelashes and lips. I run my fingers through their soft blonde hair. I feel their small movements as they sleep so peacefully. And I realize, with tears in my eyes, that my dreams are coming true...

2 Week Check Up

Grant is doing great! He has gained a pound since his last check up. So I guess he is definitely eating enough.

His belly button fell off today, well, not his belly button. Gee, that would be funny. His umbilical cord fell off. I am so glad. I thought it would never come off. So, since we were rid of that icky thing, Grant got his first real bath in a tub. He was not a fan. But he's so cute in that tub! I just love naked babies!

His right eye is swollen sometimes and that is perfectly normal, claims the doc. I am relieved. I had a small fear that my child would forever look like a bee stung his eye or someone punched him. And the crusty goop that sometimes forms on his eyes is also normal - I just need to massage his tear ducts. Mason had this problem, but much worse. I hope that Grant's stays minimal.

So, he's doing good. One of my friends from school is loaning me her breast pump which is a huge blessing. I hope that it works great and I can keep breastfeeding after I work. I am really worried it won't. I will just have to believe. and pray. and pump.

I tried...

I wanted to do something simply sweet for my hubby. Nothing big, nothing important, but sweet so that he would know I loved him and appreciated how hard he is working.

I took Mason to school today and, after Grant had his 2 week check up, he and I went to Target. Grant helped me pick out three of Troy's favorite snacks and I picked up a card. I wrote a sweet note and wrapped the goodies. Then Grant and I drove to Troy's work where I was going to just put the present in his car.

Well, the car was locked, but the windows were cracked. I was able to squeeze my arm in the back window and popped the lock. That's when the alarm sounded. Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk! I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if the alarm would just stop or keep going indefinitely. After staring at the car for a minute, I decided to call Troy.

This was all happening at about 11:02 and Troy's class that he teaches had just begun and when he answered the phone, he sounded slightly annoyed. (I have somehow unintentionally called him three class days in a row during class) He sounded much more annoyed when I told him I had just set the alarm off in his car.

"I'll be there in a minute."

Of course, right as he got to the car, the alarm stopped all by itself.

Needless to say, the sweet "surprise" didn't quite work out the way I intended. Troy was still appreciative, but it just wasn't the way I wanted my sweet act to go.

I guess we'll have to try again...
:)

awake pictures and one sleeping one

Look at him holding up his head - what strong muscles!

Just lounging around - The pacifier has become a good friend...

Okay, he looks like he has freakishly big hands, but I promise he doesn't.

Me and my Baby Grant

Now, do I have some handsome boys or what?

No words for how perfect he is...

Daddy and Grant

Yummy!

I was secretly hoping that in the parade of wonderful food that has made its way across my threshold, there would be one item in particular. One of my favorites. Made in all it's perfect pina colada glory by only one person. I was hoping for it, but didn't know if it would come.

Today, the pina colada cake/cookies came, delivered by T. but made by the one and only, e.

I ate one in secret. That's it. Just one.

They, er, I mean, it was delicious, everything I had dreamed it would be(that's one of my favorite phrases, can you tell?) and that's why I ate one.

Alright, fine, I ate three...in like 30 seconds. I practically inhaled them. And then I finished Mason's when he didn't want the last bite of his.

I am tempted to eat the rest of them before troy gets home so he will never even know about them.

Oops. Just did.

You're the best, E! Your cookies made my day!

Absolute Cuteness

I am sitting here on my bed checking blogs and Grant is actually awake laying on the bed next to me. He is making the cutest little baby faces! I just can't hardly get anything done because he is just so darn cute. About five minutes ago, I think he attempted a giggle. I know. It was probably just some random hiccup/burp sneeze or something that came out like a giggle, but in my book it was grant's first squeal of joy.

So stinkin' cute... I can't get anything done. Not because he is bad, but because when he's awake I just lay there talking to him. And when he's asleep, I just want to snuggle with him. Mason is equally taken with him. He is, right now, holding his head in his hands and saying in a baby voice, "How's my baby Grant? Oh, he's so sweet...boo boo kins...I love you...how's my baby brother...am I being silly?" THen he looks up at me and says, "Baby Grant is so cute. He's even cute when he's naked."

I think Grant likes Mason just as much. He just stares at him and I really think he is smiling at him. Really.

Needless to say, we are all still in our PJs. It's 10:21.