Our sweet son will be 5 weeks old tomorrow.
Yesterday I was doing "This little piggy went to the market..." to his tiny toes and he grinned and seemed to almost laugh! I am not sure if it was coincidence or if he really was enjoying the goofy voice I was using, but I am so looking forward to the day when I know for sure he is smiling at me on purpose.
Some other current Westley factoids:
He loves bath time. If he is crying, the moment his little body hits the water the tears stop and he becomes so peaceful and calm. We talk to him, clean all his little parts and squeeze warm water over his belly. It may be my favorite part of the day.
The boy eats like a champ. He will take these hilarious breaks in between sucking where he takes deep breaths like you would if you sprinted around the block. I love it. It will be 3 a.m. and I'll be feeding him and laughing in the dark because it just is so adorable.
Poop/Pee/Spit up talk in
His poop has a lot of force behind it. One time in his first week I was changing his diaper and his eyes got all serious and he shot some poop at me. It startled me so much that I jumped out of the way, so not only was I covered in his sweet smelling yellow poo, but the white chair in the living room was christened as well (thankfully it's slip covered and washed beautifully). He has also peed on myself, Drew Jones and my Mom while we've been changing his diaper multiple times. Spit up is in a league of it's own. Almost every time he eats its a guarantee I will get a nice dollop of yogurty spit up down my back, and you know...it doesn't bother me one bit. This reminds me, last week in the middle of the night while nursing him he pooped and a bit of it leaked through his diaper and onto our bedsheets. Did I change his diaper put him to bed and then go back to sleep on the poopsheets? You better believe I did. When you are really tired and know you've only got maybe 2 hours until the next time you have to wake up, poopsheets don't look so bad to sleep on. (sheets have since been washed).
After I nurse him and change his diaper I'll lay him on his back and we will just look into each others eyes for awhile. Sometimes I will sing or talk to him and he will coo and make soft baby noises. But sometimes we are just quiet. There is a lot to get to know about him. He is his own little person and everyday I feel like I find out more.
He knows his Daddy. When Drew comes into the room Westley notices and turns his head to try to find him.
We read books to him and show him each page and he studies the pictures. I also colored some black and white shapes on some paper for him to look at. He seems to prefer the triangles and squares over the circles and squiggles.
Elizabeth (from E Tells Tales) sent me a mix cd when I was around 8 months pregnant full of beautiful music. I listened to it that last month a lot, and now it is one of the few things that will calm Westley if he is really upset. We turn it up and sing along and a lot of the time he closes his eyes and falls asleep. Drew Jones said to me today that 10 years from now we will listen to these songs and it will take us right back to this time. What an invaluable gift in more than one way. Thanks again E. :)
He is 11 lbs now. It makes me so happy that he is eating well and chunking up.
The enormity of my love for him continues to almost shock me. He is everything I've always wanted.
Here's his favorite song from the mix cd. It is the first song on the mix so I probably listened to it the most while he was still in my belly. I guess it makes sense that he likes it the best.