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Two Month Owen


Owen's 2nd Month

  • Owen is continuing to successfully exclusively breastfeed which I am proud of.  It is true what they say, the first 6 weeks or so are the hardest.  At first,  you feel like all you do is feed.  Now, he eats every 3 hours or so, but it only take him a few minutes to be satisfied.  He has yet to even try a bottle and doesn't care for a pacifier.  
  • He gets a good stretch of about 6 hours of sleep each night, and is often restless from 3-6 a.m.  
  • Extremely well mannered.  It is easy to figure out what he wants.  Rarely cries aside from a fussy period of the evening,  
  • During his second month we celebrated his first Christmas.  He was extremely spoiled by family!  
  • We also celebrated New Year's Eve where we celebrated with a group of friends from church.  
  • He is wearing 3-6 month clothing already.
  • He gained 5lbs in about 7 weeks and has nearly doubled his weight. (He weighed in at 14lbs4oz today)
  • We have been having a very cold winter with plenty of snow, so we have been hanging out at home mostly.  Which, he is way more content at home anyway. 
  • This month, he learned to ROLL OVER.  From belly to back.  The first time it happened at 6 weeks, I thought it was just a fluke.  But he does it atleast once daily.  That seems CRAZY early for that. 
  • His favorite activities include staring at the living room ceiling or looking at me. We smile at eachother and coo at one another.  Sometimes he will fuss until I lay down next to him face to face ( he prefers this even over being held).  He will stare at my face until he gets sleepy and he will try to cuddle up next to me to sleep.  SO sweet. 
  • He likes his swing and his play mat.  And during dinner, he likes to be put up on the table with us. 

How the rest of us are doing

  • The lack of a full nights rest has been getting to me.  Yet, I find myself staying up later and later trying to reclaim some 'me' time.
  • I have MAJOR cabin fever.  I just want to be able to take Haley out to go play!  Or to the park.
  • Ian returned to work.  I miss him, but found a familiar routine refreshing in the face of a major life change.  
  • Ian is getting ready to change districts.  He will now be patrolling our neighborhood area!  AND he can come home for dinner on his lunch break!!!  
  • Haley is talking more and more and scaring us with her insane memory and vocabulary. Her pediatrician found her "remarkable" and suggested we start looking into Montessori schooling.  I thought it was a good idea, until I saw tuition for a school like that.  I think we will try to mimic something like that at home for now.  
  • Haley is LOVING Awanas.  I love watching her relationship with God bloom.  Childlike faith is a beautiful thing.  She thanked God for Dr. J.  And when we told Dr. J he was so tickled and couldn't stop laughing.  
  • Haley is still my high energy, head strong, emotional gal.  Amplified by cabin fever.  
  • Since coming home from the hospital, I am down about 21 lbs.  It is tough to balance weight loss without cutting too many calories which hurts your milk supply.  I had my sights set on a half marathon in the spring, but decided to push it off to the fall.  I am running about 3 miles 3 times a week with classes at the YMCA in between.  I'm slowly rebuilding my fitness.  
  • Ian grew a mustache.  



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