come on over

I'm all by myself...well, with Kieran and the cats and fish...until Thursday at supper, so I need some visitors please! Mainly to keep myself from going crazy talking to the baby and cats, really. So yeah, call me, come over, bring me treats, whatever. Kieran's generally a pretty happy guy and loves to be cuddled, but has been having some gas / growing pains lately which make him less fun. Still damn cute, but much louder than usual.

He found his thumb the other day, but I didn't get my camera in time to get a picture. Trust that it was cute.

We went for a visit to my friend Amy who had her baby 5 days before Kieran was born. Grant went to the Blue Rodeo concert in Moncton and I spent the night with Amy and Wyatt, which was pretty fun, but we decided nobody without infants would have thought so. It's just nice to have someone to talk all the baby stuff with, and to realize that everything your baby is doing / not doing is apparently normal. He showed off for the night by only waking up at 4 and 7:30. He does pretty well most nights though, depending what time he gets his last feed before we go to bed. Usually 11/12, 3/4, 6/7. I stay in bed as long as possible after that 6/7 feeding, but it's usually only a couple of hours, sadly. 2-3 in the day, 3-4 at night, he's got it figured out pretty well. Apparently they can start sleeping through the night (missing that 3/4 feeding) any time after 6 weeks, so I'm hopeful.

This time is a bit of a mess otherwise though, there was the 2 week growth spurt, then from 3-4 weeks is their gassiest and therefore fussiest time, and then any time from 4-6 weeks is another growth spurt. So we've been alternating between days of our normal, wonderful baby who's just a treat, and days of this poor, crampy, uncomfortable and unconsolable baby who won't sleep more than 20 minutes at a go during the day and takes a long time to get back to sleep at night. I feel bad for him, we got him gripe water (the alcoholic and non-alcoholic kind, because I didn't know there was alcohol in the regular stuff...no wonder it settles him down) and Gerber gas relief stuff, but the latter doesn't seem to work at all, and the former is a significant dose of stuff that Kieran doesn't really like, so it's been fun. I try to explain things to him, but he's really just not that understanding of things at this point. Just a minute honey, mommy needs to put on pants. Hang on one second sweetie, mom's on the toilet. I'll be right there bud, I don't really need to rinse off.

Anyway, naturally he woke up while I was typing here and is now sound asleep on my chest with his nose buried in the blanket. He enjoys sleeping on his stomach so much, I can't wait for him to be able to roll over so he can at night too.

so yes, in closing, come see me. I'm going to try to put him down again so I can pee. I give a hearty salute to single mothers; I have no idea how you got through this complete dependence stage on your own. And a belated happy Mothers' Day to all moms. You're great. Thanks.