Our little pepe, Mason who we adoringly have nicknamed a million things (little buddy, little man, little pez, pepe, chiquiturri) has been growing so fast is hard to believe. He is in the 14 pound range of weight at 2 months (not even) and the pediatrician says that his weight is awesome and that we should be proud. I am relieved; our measure of success in the beginning as parents is that he is alive and gaining weight- guess we got those two down.
We finally got used to being consistently sleep deprived, I actually look forward to my night time ramblings with our little bud because they're sweet and its just me and him and I know they will eventually end and I'll never have that moment again, when he's that small and needs me that much. Our bodies are amazing and they adapt to almost anything and incredibly enough, you don't need 8 hours, I got to the point where 4 is good and survivable and not at all that hard to accomplish. Once we got over the crankiness caused by lack of sleep we I realized that all is as it should and that parenting is about putting that little babe in front of your needs and what better way to learn that quickly than by giving up some of those needs you once felt were so necessary and devote yourself to the little one who needs it most.
It has gotten exponentially better than say, week 1. We actually get some rest through the night and have officially moved out of his room and back to ours. We use the monitor through the night and come to his room when we hear him. Mason does not cry much, I mean that in the best way possible. He cries for a little bit if he really needs something and we cant quite figure it out; but his needs are met and he's happy. This makes our job as parents easier but no less nerve wrecking as we're still learning and we want to make sure he has all he needs at this point in his new life.
We never imagined we could love someone so much. I usually leave work and run home to be able to see him before we put him to bed. My time with him when I get home is usually dedicated to reading him a quick story, bath time and a bottle. I want to establish a pattern for him and hopefully create a habit where he knows that daddy comes home and he's going to read me a story. I just want to take in all these little moments and stay in the present while still looking forward to the future and those sweet memories we'll be making as a family. I'm so proud of Tiff for the amazing mom that she has become and for being insanely crazy about making sure Mason is happy and wanting to protect him against the world.
The best thing that has happened lately is Mason smiling at us and very purposefully too. Life is about these moments for us lately and I couldnt be happier. There is not a single thing in the world I'd rather be doing in this very moment.
Cant believe he is almost 2 months old!

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