I can’t believe it’s almost the end of July! This month went by in a flash, yet it has felt like a never ending juggle between diapers and bottles. Things started getting insane this past weekend when Emery suddenly started crying for milk nonstop. We were up to 12 bottles a day at one point. I have to admit I wasn’t feeling so fantastic then. It turns out he just experienced his very first growth spurt, which is to be expected about 3 weeks after birth, apparently (or so I was told). Things seem to have calmed down as of today … hence my ability to finally update my blog now. The next growth spurt will probably happen around 6 weeks. Not looking forward to it! 🙈
Thank God Gert has been of such massive help. We split all the tasks and roughly worked out our “shifts” in terms of feedings and diaper changes. Let’s just say I’m glad he doesn’t mind getting up at night so I can get my full night sleep and take over things in the morning, because getting up in the middle of the night does pretty terrible things to my mood, as we have recently found out. lol
Nevertheless, we did manage to enjoy the beautiful Summer weather and use our handy little barbecue the other day. This was our very first lunch out on our patio since Emery was born. It was too hot for him, so we left him inside while he was sleeping.
And this introduced a brand new accessory to the table … a baby monitor! Granted, this one is ancient and was handed down to us by Gert’s brother. But it still works perfectly and came in super handy in this particular situation.
Emery just turned three weeks old. Next week he’ll be one month old! I’m so excited to be able to celebrate fun milestones now for a change. Despite the fact that they will always be a little bittersweet, with Sam being in the back of our minds at all times. It hit me yesterday that Emery’s now about Sam’s size and weight, and how weird it’s going to be when he outgrows his big brother soon and that we get to hold a baby bigger than Sam will ever be. Because so far, with Emery being the younger brother and actually being smaller too, it still felt like everything was in the right order, so to speak. I try not to dwell on these things too much, but they still cross my mind no matter what.
On a funner note: I noticed something new in his behavior this week. He now stares A LOT at me when I’m holding him and reaches out with his arms and tries to touch my face. It’s pretty funny! Sometimes he makes faces like he’s trying to decipher what I’m saying to him.
To finish this weekly update, here are a few more pictures taken these past few days.