We’re all alive. I can’t say it’s been a cake walk because then my nose might extend 10 feet out but, it’s been…mmm, interesting and crazy and hard and crazy and crazy. I smiled and responded to those “You’re gonna have your hands full” people telling me, the pregnant lady pushing the twins in the double-wide, with “It’ll be crazy but we love it”, but I really didn’t know it’d be this crazy. Camille took the words right out of my brain in her post this morning.
But anyway, let’s turn the lights on the little man. He’s charging up the growth scale, weighing 9 lbs. 11 oz. today (50th percentile) and stretching out at 22.75 inches (90th percentile). He’s still a champ at eating but sleeping? Eh…okay. He’ll let me have one four hour stint every night and then it’s all two or three hours between feedings. (But let me tell you – I am not complaining! Feeding ONE vs. TWO in the wee hours of the morning is the only cake walk I’m treading right now!) He’s still in his sleepy newborn phase but isn’t a fan of being put down so mama plays kangaroo with the moby wrap for most of the day. Blah, blah, blah, I know lots of you know what a newborn is like and for those of you that don’t, I won’t detail his simple life and bore you to death. The important thing is that he is dang cute and I have my handsome hubs to thank for that. : )
Happy One Month little Sebastian! We love you so!