Monkey had his first round of shots yesterday. i cried. the nurse actually checked on me before we left. he weighs 11 lbs 6oz, which puts him in the 50th percentile for his weight and 22" long, which puts him in the 15th percentile for height. i'm gonna have a short kid.
he's holding up his neck really well but he still needs practice. he's getting more stubborn about his naps. he's talking a LOT more. and he's completely fascinated with his hands. he hasn't quite figured out how to use them yet but when he hits his toys in his bouncer, his face is one of wonder... like, it's moving... how did that happen?
Will's been sleeping more at nite now. he goes down between 6:30 - 7:30 and doesn't wake up again until between 12 -2. this is awesome for Mommy! not so awesome for Daddy. Daddy's been closing the store, meaning he doesn't get home until after 7:00. last nite, we needed stuff from the store so he went after work. i did everything in my power to keep Monkey up. we played, washed dishes, folded clothes, and even had a bath. he was still out by 7:45. Daddy missed him by 15 minutes.
this morning Daddy had tears in his eyes because he misses play time with Monkey. he was even trying to keep him up to play and all Will wanted to do was sleep. =(
don't worry, Daddy, you'll get all the play time you want this weekend, cuz Momma needs a pedicure!
Daddy kept baby yesterday. they are both still breathing. all is well.
he had a trip to Academy which i'm sure was a fun adventure out. and he was outside with Daddy when i got home. he was pooped, tho. Daddy didn't follow the schedule so Monkey boy was tired. i got home, fed him and he was out by 6:30. he didn't wake up to feed until 11:30! my boy was tired! of course, after that, it was every two hours and no sleep for Mommy. Daddy got up and took over around 4:00am. thank god for Daddy's!
he's back at work with me today. my boss and coworkers can not believe how good and quiet he is. my boss says if this works out, there's no reason not to keep him with me until i want to put him in some kind of pre-k, or something similar, a couple of days a week. seriously, this is some crazy opportunity! i'm so grateful.
so today is my first day away from the Monkey. i'm doing okay so far, keeping busy with work. i'm just really pissed that i left my phone at home!!! now i'm all freaking out, thinking what if something happens and my mom can't call me and other ridiculous thoughts. she has my work number.. and HM's number and the pediatrician's number. it's just me being a nervous wreck since i can't see him and what he's doing.
mom said he was smiling at her this morning. i know i'm cranky because of the lack of sleep but i can't believe how lucky we are that our baby is such a good baby. he's a happy baby. he's got such a good disposition. very very lucky! knock on wood that it continues.
we had our 35 week ultrasound yesterday. i wanna scan the picture and show you my baby's big head but i really don't feel like going upstairs right now. sorry.
my doctor... not thinking he really knows who his patients are and what he tells them. two weeks ago he was talking about inducing. yesterday, complete opposite! i was finally totally onboard with the whole inducing thing!! now, he says i'm no where near ready! something about my cervix being too small. i'm going full term, bay-bee!
i told him of my concerns about being at work, on the other side of Houston, and going into labor. he told me that even if i went into labor at work, on a friday, in 5:00 traffic, i would still have more than enough time to get to the hospital. that did not make me feel any better.
this is going to be a bumpy ride.
p.s. Baby Will weighs 5lbs 10oz right now. that is more than HM weighed at birth!
you're getting way big! yesterday was our 33 week dr's appointment. not much longer to go now. he says you're positioned great but you're growing so much he might want to induce early.
WTH?
he said it would make the difference between a 6lb baby and an 8lb baby. well, sure it would, but i didn't think 8lbs was a really big deal. 6lbs seems so delicate. 8lbs you can start dressing in really cute stuff straight outta the hatch. maybe the doctor thinks mama is a delicate flower and couldn't take the strain of a big boy. or maybe he just remembers seeing your father's head and being scared for me.
