Thursday, June 21, 2012

3 Months going on 1 year

So Bryce turned 3 months old last week. He thinks he is a toddler, no lie. He wants to sit up ALL the time. No more holding him like a baby. If you lay him down he lifts head like he thinks he can just sit right up on his own.  He likes to stand up and push with his legs. He can actually can push himself up before he gets too tired. He laughs and talks to us. He fights going to sleep, but rocking is no match for his tired rolling eyes. He almost sleeps through the night, waking up once between 2-3am. All of these things are probably typical stuff but I think he is just a stud!

Height/weight: 25 inches long! 13 lbs 5 oz (with a wet diaper on so prolly more like 13)

Diaper size: Size 2. They are getting small quick!

Clothing size: 3/6 months

Firsts: First road trip to the Farm, first ride in a elevator, first time pooping in the carseat, first time watching the Razorbacks on TV, first time doing a 180 in his crib, first cookout.

I really need to upload some of my baby pictures because he looks JUST like me here

I LOVE his grey/blue eyes! I hope they dont turn brown.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Life as a single mom

5 am: This is the first alarm. It is to get Bryce up and feed him. If I didn't feed him at 5 he would be screaming to eat right when we walk out the door. I am incredibly lazy at this feeding and nurse him right there in the bed with me so I can doze off while he eats breakfast.

5:45 am: 2nd alarm. This one is to actually get up

6:00am: Showered and getting dressed

6:15 am: I get Bryce up, change his diaper, get him dressed, strap him into the car seat

6:30 am: Breakfast eaten, bags all ready, leave for work

7:00am: Clock in, kiss Bryce goodbye, go to my room

7-4: work work work work

4:15: leave work

4:30: get home, decide to go grocery shopping so I can stop eating out every meal

(up to this point, I do this everyday whether Scott is home or not)

4:45: Arrive at Kroger

5:15: Leave Kroger

5:30: Carry Bryce and my purse and my drink up the stairs. Leave him in the apartment, Grab the trash, carry it to the dumpster, stop at the car on the way back and load up my arms with the groceries, get back up the stairs, Bryce is awake...and hungry.

5:40-6:15: Feed Bryce

6:15: finally unload all the groceries. Unload the dishwasher, load it back up. Unpack the diaper bag, repack it for in the morning.

6:30: Brown some hamburger meat.While that cooks I fold and put away 2 loads of laundry. Bryce is happy and content in his bouncer playing with his Skip-Hop doggy.

6:50: Sit down to eat sloppy Joe's and some corn. Before I finish Bryce is crying. He wants to sit up next to me on the couch. Crazy kid hates being cradled or laying down, wants to sit up and see the world. Finish eating and watch a little TV.

7:30: Rock Bryce to sleep. I just sit there and stare at him. How did I do this? I'm so imperfect in so many ways, how did I possibly make something so perfect and beautiful?

8:15: Make myself some cinnamon toast, run the dishwasher, and make a glass of chocolate milk.

8:30: Decided to blog

9:00: in bed(I hope)

1:30-3:30: Bryce will wake up some time in here to eat. I am usually up for about 45 mins. Sometimes he wakes up more than just once to eat.

Tomorrow I'll do it all again. I really don't know how I don't collapse sometimes.