This aims to capture a few developments and thoughts around these first 8 weeks of AJ’s life. Lolo’s been doing brilliantly with him so far. So proud of her, kissing AJ and being super gentle with him. She sat on him today by accident (all is well) but other than that no real incidents.
I have to admit the first week is like a hole – still. You go in, its dark, unexpected, daunting and you don’t know when you’ll get out. The one thing that is really helpful is, having been through this before, it’s familiar territory. You recognize the constant guessing at what your baby needs. The gut wrenching fear that if you put them down now they might wake up or if you rock them another 5 mins they’ll definitely be asleep – dear God whatever happens pls don’t let them wake up again. I decided not to be as precious about giving him a bottle of formula during the day if I was not feeling comfortable enough to breastfeed whilst we were out and about. It’s all still a roller coaster, but this time you know there is an end to it. Things change constantly but you know what you’re end goal looks like and that this is all part of the course. This is a big comfort in the middle of the night.
I’d say day 3 AJ started showing signs of differentiating night from day, sleeping at last from about 11-3 and then again til 6. We concentrated on getting most of his calories during the day and allowing him that one crucial nap around 4-5pm. We were good at putting him in the moses basket at nap times to start with but slowly he started resisting in a big way. Once his morrow reflex woke him up, if he was in the moses basket that was it. He’d be up and he’d be cranky. Where he starved pretty much the first 3 days I feel bad and so although I have tried to let him cry it out, my heart literally bleeds and after a few 2 hour crying sessions I’m going to wait a little longer before enforcing naps. Currently his nap routine is roughly 9am, 12 and 4pm. And I hold my hands up, he sleeps on me. I’d rather a baby who is well rested than someone who screams all day because he is over tired. So I use a mix of methods, prams, car seat and I allow him to sleep on me, especially for the 4-5pm slot. I don’t intend to have any more kids, so to be honest – I’m enjoying my new born hugs. And this is the thing, again, this will all change soon. For example only 4 months til he starts solids. Genuinely crazy how fast time has flown.
At 3 weeks he started sleeping 10pm-6am but then regressed a little doing 10-4 and then through to 6/7. And these last couple of days he’s been going down around 8pm and up at 4, then through to 7am. At this age, sleeping and eating are really the main things. He poops well too. The poop, how could I forget about the poop – eating, sleeping and pooping. From about 4 weeks we’ve been having a load more smiles and semi-laughing. He held his head up from day one (I must do some more exercises with him to help strengthen it). He’s been 25 percentile so far, steady growth although having weighed him today he’s 5.3kg – a 500g increase in one week! All breast with one formula feed in the evening, personally happy with that.
We spent the first 3 weeks growing well but with a touch of baby acne (poor sausage). Weeks 4-6 Lolo lovingly gave him a stinker of a cold, and mummy too. Weeks 6-8 Lolo has been home from the childminder’s (who’s on hols) so I’ve been juggling both of them (serious high fives to all parents who have to wrangle 2 young kids). He’s been to 2 adventure playgrounds, 2 farms, several shopping trips and a castle. If its still raining tomorrow he might even get to meet a Gruffalo