One Month Old

Yesterday I took Alex in for his one month doctor's visit. He was 10.25 lbs and 21.75 inches long. I think he's growing just fine. In the month that we've been home Alex has proven to be a good baby. We had a brief bout with colicky like symptoms but after talking to Dr. Challey and eliminating milk and yogurt from my diet, things have improved greatly. The past two nights Alex has only gotten up twice to feed after his last feed before I go to bed. So that has helped me feel somewhat human again.

It's been interesting, wonderful and challenging to adjust to having two kids all day. Some days are great, others not so much. Brandon tends to cry when Alex cries - I guess out of genuine concern... or not to be outdone by his little brother, I'm not sure which. Those can be long, long minutes. I'm also learning to re-adjust my expectations about what I can and can not get done during the day anymore. For anyone who thinks two hours is a long time, think again. I know that on a Friday afternoon at 3pm and you leave work at 5pm, those two hours are an eternity. But when it's all the time you have between sitting in a chair nursing a baby, that just isn't enough time to do what you need to do. Add a two-year-old to that equation and it's less time. Add sleep deprivation to it and and the sum total equals hysteria. I wouldn't have it any other way right now though. The first month has flown by. Alex is about ready to smile consistently at us when we smile and him and he's tracking me and other objects with his eyes, becoming more alert and aware of his surroundings and generally showing a sweet disposition. It's good.

Alex also had his first "play date" with Mandy and Kai yesterday. Our good friends had their first baby 2.5 weeks after Alex was born so they came over for a visit during Brandon's nap. It was really cute to see the boys lying next to each other on the floor. It was cool because just 5 weeks ago we all went to dinner and the boys weren't born yet and Mandy and I were commiserating about lower back pain, the inability to find a comfortable position to sleep in and general annoyance of both of us having to have c-sections. The boys were worth it all though.