Oh-Bla-Di

Dear Noah,

It’s been four weeks since you became a part of our family. I can’t help but wonder what you think of it so far. If I had to guess, I’d imagine you think it’s pretty noisy, but otherwise ok. Certainly, you’ve spent the last month being loved, adored, and documented to within an inch of your life. Hope that doesn’t leave you too terribly grouchy.

So far, you’ve been a pretty chill baby. You sleep a TON during the day…pretty much the whole time your big sister is gone to school. Your awake hours are conveniently after your daddy gets home from work, so we all get to enjoy seeing your bright eyes in the evenings. You’re just starting to really wake up and take a look at the world around you, so we’ve been spending more time with the playmat and working on tracking toys with your eyes and putting in some tummy time.

You’re still a champion eater and are gaining weight at a pretty good clip. We had a day last week when you decided it would be fun to spit up enormous amounts of the contents of your stomach, which wasn’t really so awesome. I spent the evening researching acid reflux and dairy allergies and then a very long night trying to get you to nurse on a different schedule than you wanted. Turns out you’re probably not really bothered by anything I have eaten, but have a “full line” like your daddy. If your tank is too full, your little tummy will do what it has to get rid of the excess. This will become even more interesting when you eat your first cotton candy or too much pizza. So much fun (and laundry) in our futures!

Although you were an amazing sleeper for the first couple of weeks we had you home, you’ve slowly transitioned to a two-hour stretch kind of guy. Guess you really are one of our kids after all. Hopefully, we’ll find a way to stretch your sleep back out to four hour experiences…especially when I go back to work in a couple of weeks. You’re still pretty cute, though, when you snuggle in and sleep on your pillow on the couch. Kinda wish I had the stamina to go without sleep to allow that kind of cute behavior for longer. But, you’re going to have to learn to sleep at night sooner than later, buddy boy.

Just wanted you to know, Noah, that you’re a loved baby boy. We’re all so excited you’re here! Happy one month, little guy.

9/28/10 Edit:
Stats from one month checkup: 10 lbs, 10 oz & 22 in. Doc says, “Wow. He’s a big baby!”