YAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

First of all let me say Happy (belated) Veterans Day! B got all dressed up yesterday in honor of his Daddy and Grandpa Mark. We made a nice steak dinner for Noah because it was his day. Little B was so comfy in his baby fatigues he slept in them last night... Which brings me to the title of this blog.

B slept through the WHOLE night last night!!!

He was super duper fussy last night, so I bathed him at 8 and fed him a super warm bottle afterwards. He fell asleep eating and only drank 3 of the 5 ounces, I tried feeding him the rest but he was so pooped. So I got up to put him in his crib for the night. Unfortunately, the second I put him down he started screaming. Noah came and picked him up, he burped a few times and was back out. Needless to say, since he only drank 3 ounces I was sure it was going to be a sleepless night. He proved me wrong! Noah got up at 6:20-ish for work and B started to wake up. I was dreaming that I asked Noah what time B got up and he said 2AM. Noah woke me up and said "Blake slept through the night." As excited as I am, I know it will be a while before this is consistent but I am excited never the less!

That Mom.....

(^This picture is from yesterday but not from the baby shower...

I thought he was super cute all bundled up with his dog hat... Which is super big still and is newborn sized! Thank God he had/has a small head!!!)

I totally turned into that mom... You know the one with the screaming kid that you roll your eyes about and shoot a dirty look at, while making some comment like, "control your kid..." basically implying that you are a bad mom. Yup, I was her yesterday.

So, B and I had gone to a baby shower earlier that morning, in which I am proud to say he was a total good sport all morning. He stayed awake the whole time and prior to leaving I fed him the last 2 ounces that he didn't drink out of his bottle, changed his diaper so he was clean on the car ride home, and he dozed off in his car seat. I figured that since he was so sleepy and it had been since before he was born that I had my eyebrows waxed and I was looking like Bert from Sesame Street, I could squeak in a trip to Ulta to get waxed. Apparently I was wrong.

(^Me, yesterday...)

The second the car stopped he woke up. Started fussing, so I held him as I waited for my turn. Then the second I put him into his carseat so I can get waxed he started screaming. And I mean SCREAMING! Like bright red, catching/holding his breath screaming. Some of the employees came over and asked if they could hold him... I politely declined since I really don't want strangers holding my un-vaccinated baby. He cried the whole ten minutes or so it took to wax my eyebrows... I was briefly embarrased but then quickily got over it because it happens. Anyone who is a mom knows it happens and those who aren't, who might be someday, will learn! But needless to say I briefly became that mom... The one I always told myself I would never be!

Baby B's First Halloween!

First off let me say Happy Halloween! This has always been one of my most favorite holidays and even more so now that B is around! He has been in costume all day long... Can you believe it!?! A six-week old has been in just ONE outfit all day long! Thank you Huggies Little Snugglers for that poo-catching panel in the back of your diapers... You saved B's Halloween costume from Poo-Suicide more than once today!!! (If you are a mommy, you know exactly what I am talking about!)

Anyhoo... I had a house full of three skeletons tonight and my littlest skeleton has been a trooper all day long, he stayed up all day long with the exception of a small cat nap this afternoon and only fussed once during the mommy-paparazzi fest. (I had to take a thousand pictures of B's 1st Halloween, poor kid is probably blind from the flash!) He greeted all of the kids at the door tonight and even visited his girlfriend, Lilah, down the street. Needless to say he was out like a light by 8:20, leaving mommy some much needed down time! I was sad when I took off his halloween costume and tossed it into the laundry basket... This time next year my little skeleton is going to be a big skeleton!

Break Out the Cute Sweaters & Jackets...

Because my absolute favorite time of year is here...

We took B on his first trip to the pumpkin patch. If you haven't gone to Bishop's Pumpkin Farm in Wheatland, I highly recommend it! It was so much fun plus they have lots of food, plenty of homemade desserts, and a Apple Cider Press where you can buy fresh apple cider. Needless to say, B wasn't quite old enough to fully enjoy the surroundings but mommy and daddy did!

Little B is growing up...

Well I guess not as fast as I seem to think! I caught a few pictures of him first thing in the morning when he is super happy. I am pretty sure this is the first smile I have caught on camera!

Lately we have noticed that when we put B in the stroller but use the car seat he get super mad and gets really fussy. So for our walk around the block this morning we decided to use just the stroller and he LOVED it. He would look around and 'talk' and coo to himself. He is such a little man!

Chunky Monkey's Mini Photo Shoot

So, a good friend of mine and Noah's came over to see Blake shortly after he was born and took a few pictures. They turned out awesome so I just have to share! His website is www.barrympeterson.com... You won't be disappointed, I promise! =)

A Two Week Check-in with Baby B...

Blake is 2 weeks and one day old today. It has definitely been a transition, I, no longer, get 11 hour nights of sleep and my body is in shambles but B is a super duper good baby and I love him so much that it is absolutely worth it!

The first night he was home he cried the whole night. I thought that I was going to die if this what was in store for us for the next few months. But then the following night he would have slept through the entire night if I hadn't of woke him up to eat. At his first doctors appointment he had lost about 7% of his body weight. (10% is when they get worried.) So he had to go back two more times for weight checks plus the doctor was having us feed him every two hours. Luckily he gained 3 ounces by the second check up and we decided that he would let us know when he wanted to eat as opposed to us forcing food down the poor little guy's throat. Now he feeds about every three hours during the day and about four hours at night and he is pretty on schedule for the most part.

B's hair is getting lighter, it is about the same color as his daddy's and his eyes are getting bluer. He loves his lamb swings and making funny facial expressions, he even smiles every now and again. He is perfect in the car seat and didn't make a peep when we take him out and about. He is a total cuddle bug and I love the times when he nuzzles into my neck after a full tummy of food...

Speaking of food, breastfeeding has been a total nightmare! He doesn't latch and when we finally got him to he wouldn't eat. I have been completely frazzled about the whole situation because I do not want to give him formula. Not that I have anything against formula or those who choose to give their babies formula but I tend to side with the "breast is best" logic. But we are in a pumping-bottle feeding routine that seems to work for both him and I, and we are both happy and able to get some rest!

I never thought I could possible love someone so much but I do. Blake is one of the best things to happen to us and I am super excited to see him grow. In fact I was just telling Noah that I can't wait until B learns to hug back and give slobbery kisses!