One month old!

Is it a smile?!?Look how big I am!

I'm one month old! I like to coo and eat and poop and cry when I'm gassy. I like to look at the lights and fix my eyes on faces. I don't like having my hip ultrasound even though everything is okay. I screamed for the pretty ultrasound technician and peed on her table! I like to go for walks and car rides and I'm a very good baby during church! I'm getting better at sleeping during the night in my crib, but I like to sleep with mommy or daddy the best. My crib is too big and not snuggly. Sometimes I spit my food on people, but I don't mean to. And sometimes I blow out diapers because I've inherited my daddy's gastrointestinal force! I like to go to the park and the store and to Grandma and Grandpa Wolfe's and Grandma and Grandpa Kandel's houses. They're nice people.

I have a busy weekend coming up. Tomorrow, I'm going to work with Mommy to see all the kids there. Then, on Friday I have to go to the doctor and it's my daddy's birthday. I have a cool guitar shirt to wear for him. I also got him Guitar Hero for his birthday! On Saturday, I have to go to a baby shower and maybe to Daddy's softball game if the weather is nice. Then, on Sunday, I'm going to church and to G and G Wolfe's house. It will be fun, but I bet I will get very tired!

- Jack

Eye see it!

Yesterday, Jack went back to the opthamologist to see if the iris cyst went away. After waiting for over an hour and several rounds of dilation drops, the doctor came in and inserted what looked like an eyelash curler into my infant son's eye (yes, INTO...) to hold it open while I held him down. Jack screamed bloody murder, I tried not to look and not cry too, and the doctor tried to show me the cyst. "Look, Mom, look. Do you see it?!? Do you see it!?!" I lied and said yes so he would take the thing out of my son's eye. I think God will forgive me.

Anyway, the cyst is still there, but it isn't any larger and we go back in three months to see if it has gone away. The doctor did mention some kind of ultrasound laser treatment, but then said "I don't know how we would do that in a baby. I'll have to research it." I'm thinking I don't want any kind of expiremental procedure done to my kid!

Jack recovered quickly and Andy and I actually went out for lunch with a relatively quiet baby (we did drive around a little bit so he would fall asleep first). It was nice to do something normal again with some minor adjustments.

Today, Andy gave in to constant pressure from his boss and went golfing. But, I get to get my hair done this evening so it's a good trade!

Parenthood

The following words have either recently entered into Andy and my vocabulary or have taken on new meanings:

twosie: not only poop, this is also what Andy calls it when Jack wears two onesies.

bink,binky, paci, shuterupper: a pacifier

boob sponges: disposable nursing pads

Pudge, Butterbean, Pumpkin Face, Fussy Pants, Chubbabub, Bubby, Bubba Jones: all nicknames for Jackson

milk machine: Mommy

Grey Poupon: yellow, seedy looking poo

Cheerios: what a wet diaper smells like

Peanut butter and jelly, peanut butter and jelly, peanut butter, peanut butter, peanut butter and jelly: some weird thing that Andy chants to make Jack stop crying

Dream Ninjas: what Jack is fighting when he startles in his sleep

They call me Pudge

Eat, sleep, poop and repeat

Our days have fallen into a healthy little rhythym. Jack is doing wonderfully. He is almost out of his newborn sleepers and is into some of his 0-3 month clothes already. They grow up so fast! Andy and I feel a little more confident each day that we know what we're doing and we're not going to break the baby! We went to church on Sunday for Music Ministry and Jack met lots of new people. He was a little angel and slept through the whole service and all of Sunday School. After that, we went to Grandma and Grandpa Wolfe's house for Bob's birthday. It was a big day and we were all very tired after it. Luckily, Jack has been sleeping much better and we feel a little more human and less sleep-deprived.

Andy goes back to work on Friday and I'm a little nervous about being home all alone all day. I really rely on that extra pair of hands and I know that Andy's going to miss us like crazy. He's already declared 7-9 pm as Daddy-Baby snuggle time.

Induction Day

Today was supposed to be the day of my induction and Jack would still have been a week early. Can you imagine how big my little 8 lbs. 6 oz. chubbabub would have been had he gone full term?!?

We went to the pediatrician yesterday for Jack's first well baby visit. Dr. Motz said he looked perfect (of course he does!) and Jack has put back on all the weight he lost after birth plus one more ounce so I feel better knowing that I'm capable of nourishing him. He has to go back to the hospital in about a month for an ultrasound on his hips to make sure they look okay. Just standard procedure for all breech babies. He also goes to the opthamologist in about three weeks so they can make sure his iris cyst has gone away. For a healthy baby, he sure has to go to the doctor alot!

The nights have been a little rough for all of us. Jack likes to sleep until about 1 and then stay awake until about 5. Andy and I tag team it, so it hasn't been awful. Last night was slightly better than the one before, so hopefully they will keep getting better.