My weekend was exhausting and not in a good way. The little one has his first cold (at least that’s what we think it is as he does sound awfully snuffly) and with that came a temperature. This led to a very grumpy baby. Thankfully Hubby was around to help (although he was feeling jet lagged after finishing a run of seven night shifts). We did manage a nice walk on the Saturday and Sunday I was given a pass to go shopping and get a haircut, but other than that is was trying to keep the little one happy. It felt a little like whatever we did just didn’t cut the mustard although I am sure that has a lot to do with a squiffy perspective and a feeling of over tiredness.
My beautiful new fabric
It would seem that whatever is bothering him is still bothering him as his temperature is still raised and he’s still grumpy. I was given permission to head to he fabric shop today though and was very happy to see that the fabric I have been coveting was on offer meaning I HAD to buy it! Four meters of fabric, two patterns and a few bits and bobs later (including a bit of a dent in the bank balance!) I now have the means to make myself a nice skirt and a pair of funky trousers for the little man. All I need now is the energy to get on and do it!
Everyone always tells you that time flies by when you have a little one and you know it will be true but it is still surprising how quickly time does pass. It’s not as though we have done much to make time pass; each day is generally made up of cuddling, feeding, changing nappies, napping and maybe a tiny amount of housework or crafting; yet time is whiz zing past at an amazing rate.
The little one is four weeks old today, almost a whole month of life with our tiny man. It’s not always been easy, there are days when we can’t work out for the life of us what is wrong with him and there have been nights of very little sleep. It can be incredibly frustrating at times, especially when you think he’s hungry but it turns out he’s not after a struggle to get him latched (you’d think that struggle was a clue but not the case as sometimes after a struggle he’ll feed for ages!). We have made it through the days that Daddy has gone back to work and we are getting things done (even if it is just little things at the moment). It is fun watching the lights slowly come on though and I think we are becoming more confident parents.
He makes up for all the crying with his lovely snuggles (Daddy particularly likes these) and we are starting to see the start of a smile developing (and boy is it going to be a winning smile!). Today he appeared to be reaching out for a toy on his play mat, something he hasn’t done before. I know this time is precious so I make a conscience effort not to wish it away (although I do wish he would stop crying some days and count the hours until Daddy is home to help), these milestones will soon be coming thick and fast.