Hubs and I decided to had a "date night" yesterday, since today is his first day back at work. We left our critter with Nana and Pop, and went to the new Chili's for dinner, and then to the movies to see Baby's Mama. It was nice to get away by ourselves after such a blurry couple of weeks...and while we missed our little guy - we are both firm believers that time alone together is really important. The best gift we can give our child, is two parents who love each other and have a good stable marriage. Thank goodness we have such a great support system so we can get away and know our kid is in good hands!
And for the record, I know it's only been a few hours, but I MISS HUBS. There's something so great about having your hubby home with you so you can tag team each other with baby duties.
I need to figure out how to become independently wealthy, so we can both quit our jobs and hang out with each other every day. I am a BLESSED woman because throughout this entire 2 weeks...even with little amounts of sleep and moderate amounts of frustration when we don't know what's wrong with our critter - we never got annoyed with each other. I think we both have a renewed sense of appreciation for our mellow and easy going personalities. That seems to have translated to our kid as well because he's pretty easy going too :)
We had our first pediatrician appointment last Thursday - and we walked out of there feeling like we somehow actually know what we're doing. The doc gave us mad props for having him back at his birth weight in 9 days...and said he's a good, strong, healthy boy. We asked him a ton of questions about feeding, since that's our biggest challenge these days - and of course tapped his brain about the whole SIDS thing, since its' really got us both freaked out and we could easily spend all night long staring at our kid breathing. We bought one of those angelcare monitor things and put it under his cradle mattress, so that's given us some peice of mind. The only problem is - when I'm rolling out of bed at 3am all bleary eyed...I sometimes grab the kid and forget to turn the monitor off, so once it detects no movement for 15 seconds it goes BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!! and poor hubs has to roll over and turn it off. This whole sleeping schedule has been interesting. It's both "not that bad" and yet "sucks" all at the same time. I couldn't even begin to try and figure out how much sleep I'm actually getting, since every time he squeaks or grunts...I'm awake and peering over the side of his cradle to make sure he's okay. Please someone tell me I won't do this forever...at some point I will be able to sleep without one eye and one ear open RIGHT? ha!
Okay - time for more squishy baby pictures:
DUDE, ya think he inherited our CHEEKS??? I think he's storing M&M's in those things...
This one's for you Alison :)
I realize that after posting these pics, none of you are going to believe my whole no sleep rant...since he's SNOOZING in almost every picture. Isn't he so kissable though?