Blood, tears, and vaccinations.

Oh man. What a morning.

Henry had his two month check up, which also meant his first round of vaccinations. He slept GREAT last night, from 9 – 4. Then I put him back in his bassinet because he was ready to PART-AY, and did not want anything to do with me trying to rock him back to sleep. I listened to him coo and babble to himself before he fell asleep again. At around 6, I put him in his swing and he slept again until almost 9 am. His doctor’s appointment was at 10, so I was able to quickly feed him (he didn’t eat very much at all) and get him dressed. At the doc’s office, he was in the BEST mood. He laid on that table patiently just smiling and laughing and kicking his little legs.

164478_10100298320415407_648123525_nSweet sleep. I have no idea what’s in store for me today.

The pediatrician gave him a clean bill of health, even using the word “perfect.” He’s now 11 lb 4 oz and 21.5″ tall. The doc told me that he has advanced motor skills, more on the level of a 4 month old! He’s also got exceptional muscle tone, hence the super motor skills. It must be all the red meat and eggs I craved during my pregnancy.

539524_10100298374067887_2127631272_nIf I’m really sweet, you won’t stick those needles into my thighs, right?

Then the shots came. He was smiling at the nurse really big and then BAM! Shot and screaming and tears. The first shot made him bleed! I had this overwhelming urge to just grab him and run away at that point, but I just rubbed his head and told him he was alright. My mom came with me and we were both in tears by the time the nurses left.

He was crying like I’d never heard before. Usually he whines and cries when he’s sleepy or hungry. This was loud, and shrill, and “it hurts!” BAH! To think I have to do it again in 2 months.

65591_10100298407730427_295797512_nNot. Happy.

Then when we got home, he finally ate a decent amount and proceeded to have a blowout on my lap. I mean, like ON MY LAP. I really didn’t mind though. It’s all washable. The bigger concern for me was still Henry. After the blowout, I put him on his mat and he was  back to normal. Back to smiles, laughing, and getting the monkey. (Here is another monkey video I took a couple days ago. I couldn’t help myself).

Yeah, I know. I need to get over thicker skin. He’s got years of bumps and scrapes and bruises ahead of him. It’s a part of childhood and I don’t want to keep him from doing things just because he might get a little hurt. That’s no fun. Mommy may need some Xanax, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.

Being a parent is hard. Really hard. But oh so worth it.


Two months.

Henry is 2 months old today!


Not much has changed since I last posted  his milestones except that he is now drooling a lot, grabbing things that go straight in the mouth, and sleeping better at night. The routine has helped. Henry now knows around 8:30 or 9 at night that bedtime is looming. He gets cranky until his bath, then he usually just passes out. Last night was the easiest bedtime ever. He fell asleep in my arms right after bath time, I wrapped him up, put him in the bassinet, and he slept from 9:30 to 2:30. Then he was back to sleep from 3 am to 6. I hope it stays this way, but the realist in me knows it won’t. I will keep you posted if miracles happen.

On top of that, he’s just a really enjoyable baby. So easy going. I love singing to him, talking to him, prematurely baby signing with him, reading  him books, and making him pose for pictures. He’s a good sport.

Story time is another fun one for us. For a 2 month old infant, he’s got a remarkable attention span. I joke with Chris (but also kinda serious) that Henry’s attention span is better than his. When I read him a book, he’ll stare at the pages, even cracking big smiles occasionally. To be fair, he’s most likely smiling at the silly voices I do. I’m not saying he understands children’s literature just yet. I usually get about 3-4 books out of him at one time before he’s ready to move on. This could be why Henry also enjoys watching TV. A little Sons of Anarchy never hurt a baby, right? Kidding. JUST KIDDING. Calm down.

Our favorite book (or my favorite book) right now is The Duckling Gets a Cookie!? Oh so hilarious. Get it if you have kids. Or don’t. You’ll like it anyway I bet. And a big thanks to my friend Jenny for the gift.

So the baby is sleeping great, but what about mama? Not so much. I am so worried about EVERY. LITTLE. THING. all of the time, that I will lay in bed and stew over crap while he sleeps soundly. I need to learn how to turn off my brain otherwise I’ll never sleep again.