More Robert Pics

Modeling one of his new onesies from Aunt Stephanie (Thank you Aunt Stephanie!).





Two of his favorite things - a pacifier and the light on the ceiling.

Ready for a night out on the town with Mom... or maybe just to the nearest redbox. I had to make all kinds of ridiculous faces to get this smile, but it was worth it.

Like Father, Like Son

Little Moments

Every day has it's challenges - sleep deprivation, diaper changes, fussing and never enough time to get anything done, but having one of these little moments makes it all worth it.

Ask and you shall receive...

More Robert pics, but first his 2-week stats...

Length: 21.5 inches
Weight: 8 lbs, 14 oz
Head Circumference: 36.8 cm

Now onto the thing you really want - PICTURES! These were taken this evening/morning around 3 am.

Do you see this?
I was ready for bed, clearly Robert was not. Instead, we spent a few hours playing his favorite game - "How long can we keep Mommy up before she loses her mind?" Little does he know, I'm onto his strategy. I will win.

Taking a nap in his swing. He's all about the swing. And I'm all about him being about it. Swing = Remedy for cranky baby who needs to sleep, but won't.


What happens when you wake a sleeping baby that needs to be fed?





... and what happens after he's fed. You need the audio to truly appreciate them.





That's all for now. It's bedtime!

A Day in the Life of...

Me.
That is, the new sleep deprived "Mommy" me.
My life has changed so much over the last couple weeks. I won't say I wasn't warned. I was. I just don't know that I was completely prepared.

Here is a sampling of my new life starting with the thing that happens the least - SLEEP.

3 AM: Go to bed.
Robert is finally done eating, pooping and spitting up - at least for a moment.

3:45 AM: Robert is hungry and poopy. I take a moment to contemplate whether selective hearing will work in this scenario. Probably not. For the next 2-3 hours I'm held hostage while Robert goes through a continuous cycle of eating and pooping. Eat. Poop. Cry. Repeat... It's pretty much miserable while I sit and wait for him to decide when this process will end.

6:30 AM: Robert is ready to sleep - maybe, if we're lucky.
Alex is up and ready to take over. He has the magic touch and usually manages to keep Robert asleep for a couple hours while I sack out.

9:30 AM: Robert is hungry... and poopy.
I'm still in bed, in denial, hoping that he'll go back to sleep once he's eaten.

11:30 AM: Robert - hungry again, but not poopy... until I pick him up. He explodes and immediately cries, demanding to be changed. While I'm changing him, he pees on me. Awesome. While I'm cleaning that mess, he spits up. Thanks, Bud. Mommy loves you, too.

1:30 PM: I get up for the day. The baby has no intention of sleeping. No sleep for baby = no sleep for me = unfortunate, but typical. I had high hopes this day would be different.

2:00 PM: Robert gets a bath. He hates it.
While I'm dressing him and appreciating his clean baby goodness, he poops and spits up all over himself. He was clean, for a moment. All that matters is that moment.

3:45 PM: Robert is hungry.
He eats. He poops. He cries. We change him. He smiles (so cute!). He's happy... for a moment. Once we've changed him and buttoned him all up. He poops again.

4:00 PM: I attempt to start dinner... Robert decides he's still hungry.

5:00 PM: Dinner is in the oven, an hour late. Alex is hungry.

6:00 PM: Dinner is hot and ready! Robert wants to snack and has a poopy diaper. Again.

7:30 PM: Robert sacks out. I try to sleep, but have a hard time. There's so much I didn't get done during the day. I settle on washing the dishes. Then, I nap.

10:30 PM: Robert is hungry. He cries.

11:15 PM: Robert is poopy. He cries.

12:00 AM: Robert pretends he's going to sleep. He hears the bed creak as I crawl into it and starts crying. C'mon Mom, did you really think I was going to let you go to sleep?

12:30 AM: Hungry. Again.

3:30 AM: Finally... going to bed... for a few minutes.

I'm looking forward to the day when he starts sleeping more during the night, but for now, this is my life.

Here are a few pics of the little poop machine...

A rare moment, Robert is content.



In his new sleeper. Thank you, Grandma Horn - he loves it!

After his bath.
This is a variation of his pooping face. Super serious with flared nostrils.

Checking things out.

Caution: Major Cuteness Ahead