Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Logan is 4 weeks old today.
I don't know where the time went. Bill & I were talking about this the other day. It's been a crazy time in our lives. On one hand, it seems like it was just yesterday that we were at our friends house for the New Years Eve party & I was still pregnant. On the other hand, it feels like these last 4 weeks have been 4 years.
Logan seems so different that the little baby that we brought home at the beginning of the month. He has certainly gotten bigger. He now fits most if not all of his newborn clothes. He seems to be smiling more & he lets Bill hold him at the end of the night without having a total melt down (Thank God). He is moving his head a lot more & holding it up for longer periods of time as well. I think it might be time to start "tummy time". Not only are his legs stretched out, but last night I think he has started to discover his arms. He's stretching them out, almost like he's reaching for things & his grip is stronger too.
It's amazing what 4 weeks can do to a person. I've never been busier, happier, more tired & selfless in all of my life. Motherhood is a 24 hour job. There are no breaks, even when Logan is sleeping. I'm still checking on him to make sure he's ok, or listening with super mother hearing while I'm in the shower. To an extent, I've changed as a person. I've discovered strengths & also many weaknesses. I've developed dark circles under my eyes & I've lost more hair than I thought humanly possible. I think the next step is wrinkles & going gray.
He is still morphing into Mr. Fussy Fuss at times (I can't wait for this to end). It seems as though most of my day consists of feeding him, changing him & keeping him from crying. Often at the end of the night, I think back to what I did during the day. The house is still a mess, there are dirty dishes in the sink & the laundry needs to be done. "What on earth did I do for 12 hours? Oh, yeah, I was holding Logan the whole time". I would much rather be doing that than housework any day.