Choices

Thank goodness for certain things...namely a wipes warmer and a swing. The wipes warmer provides for an easier diaper change in the middle of the night since Hunter's little bum isn't hit with a freezing cold wipe. The swing provides for a nice middle of the day nap for Hunter and therefore, sometimes me as well. 

Scout, of course, loves a good photo so she hopped in the shot at the last minute. Scout continues to do well with Hunter. She alerts me to his crying if she feels that I've not responded in a timely manner (i.e. two seconds) and continues to be anxious until he is calm. Occasionally, Scout gives a hand or foot a little lick and then she wanders off to find a good nap spot since she's up some in the night now as well. 

I posted the following photo to give the world a glimpse of the baby's little chipmunk cheeks. I'm thankful that he's growing and gaining weight. He was so skinny at birth and now I'm cleaning spit up out of the double and triple chins that he's working around his neck.

The days continue to fly by in a haze of feedings and activities. I still feel as though I've entered some alternate universe in which I sleep some, but not much and just don't go to work. In this strange world, I'm suddenly responsible for an adorable, needy little being who is utterly delightful and strange to me. I can't get much of anything done and my very organized life is in disarray with no sign of that changing until perhaps the Peanut goes off to college. I'm frankly just proud that a load of laundry got done today and we had homemade soup for dinner. The dishes can wait and I just don't believe in vacuuming any more. There are more important chores like sterilizing bottles and taking a shower.

I'm learning that mothering an infant is about choices. If he naps for an hour, then I have one precious hour to myself. Do I nap? Do I shower? Do I call a friend or blog or pick up the house? Do I have something to eat without distraction? It's choices each time and there just isn't enough time!