My first Mother's Day

Sunday May 11, 2014 was my first mother's day as a mother. Holy smokes. For some reason that feels really weird to say. Last mother's day I remember being in a terrible mood because at that time Aaron and I were unsuccessfully trying to get pregnant, and the combo of my hormone therapy with an already unstable temperament made for a not so enjoyable day - especially for the people around me. This year was also tearful, but for happy reasons =)

I woke up to a pancake breakfast cooked by chef Brandon and sous-chef Aaron, and a gorgeous giant bouquet of flowers.

After breakfast Aaron asked me to check Brandon's diaper to see if there was anything in it. Well there was, a beautiful crystal bracelet (no, there was nothing else in there with the bracelet).

Then it was off to church for a Mother's Day service, and then after that we had brunch with my family at the Country Club - yes, the same country club where we had my baby shower. Did I mention they changed the rule about wearing denim the day AFTER my shower? FYI : I rocked a denim jacket over my maxi-dress this time =)

Later we went from brunch straight to the pool to soak up some sun and practice Brandon's back-stroke.

After splashing around for a while and discreetly trying to hide Brandon's vomit in the pool water, we went back home for a cook-out with Aaron's family. We spent the rest of the night hanging out at home and playing games. A perfect mother's day <3

Life Lately

Our sweet little Brandon is 9 weeks old now, weighing in at 15lbs 10oz per his two-month doctor's visit. Pause for reaction...... Yes, our little hippo is in the 98th percentile. Holy Roly-Poly!

 

He had his first set of shots which he took like a champ; he actually slept the entire rest of the day. (Note to self: remember to coordinate Brandon's next set of shots with any long car-rides, plane flights, or days when mommy wants to go to the mall)   =)

I wish I could say that by now Brandon and I have worked out some sort of daily routine but it just hasn't happened yet. I am a big proponent of schedules and lists and itineraries, all of which Brandon laughs at. I firmly believe it's because I am exclusively breastfeeding that Brandon eats so frequently, plus the fact that he is the size of a small bear cub. His feedings are not only frequent but also sporadic. In a four hour time-span he may want to eat two, four, six or eight times; I can never tell. There is no rhyme or reason to his eating pattern yet and it's driving me bananas. He's lucky he's so adorable <3

One thing I am definitely grateful for is the fact that he is able to differentiate between day and night. The ONLY thing I can count on is the fact that once he has had a bath and a bottle of pumped milk somewhere around 9pm, he falls asleep and stays asleep for about 4-5 hours. Thank Jesus. He wakes up around 2am, gets his diaper changed, breastfeeds for a few minutes and then goes back to sleep. Same thing happens at 6am, 8am, and by 10am he's up for the day. This is my one little slice of normalcy and routine within a 24 hour period. Without this I would probably end up on an episode of 'Snapped'.

From 10am -9pm our day is a blur of breastfeeding, diaper changes, random 20 minute naps and playing with our toys.

Sitting in the Bumbo chair helps Brandon exercise his neck muscles which is good because he's not the biggest fan of 'tummy-time'. If I catch him in an awesome mood he may tolerate laying on his belly for approximately 4 - 5 minutes, just long enough for me to snap some cute pictures!

Brandon is growing and developing so fast I feel like I can't even keep up! He literally outgrew a pair of pajamas overnight. I am just trying to soak up every ounce of cuteness I can while I'm still on maternity leave because if Brandon's crazy feeding schedule doesn't earn me a spot in the looney-bin, I'm sure my first day back to work will do it! =)