Just a quick post to publish a few family photos that Grandpa Rocky took for us today before they left to go visit baby Rocky and his parents down in Portland. More to come later!


Wyatt, month 1

Dear Wyatt,

I wish I would have written this on your actual one-month birthday, because you've changed so much in the last two weeks that it's hard for me to separate out 1-mo-old Wyatt from 6-wk-old Wyatt! But I'll do my best, and try to keep this letter just to what went on during your first month.

You were born at 6:45pm on 7/11/10, on a sunny Seattle day. Well...I think it was sunny, but I'm not entirely sure because I was in labor and had my eyes closed during most of the day as I found that helped me concentrate on labor better. But it looked sunny from the pictures! Your birth story will come in a separate post though, so we'll move on to the days since then.

Those first few weeks are pretty much a blur to me now. They basically consisted of nursing, changing diapers, fussing and sleeping. You never left anyone's arms for more than a few minutes for most of the first two weeks, and most nights you slept on me while I laid on the couch in the office. We got a decent amount of sleep throughout the day, but it was in 1-2 hour increments so I mostly walked around feeling a bit like a zombie. A happy zombie, but a zombie nonetheless.

My emotions were on high alert during those first few weeks. If you cried for more than a few minutes, or if we couldn't figure out what to do to make you content again...cue the waterworks for me. But don't worry though, mama was soooooo happy that you were here and she wouldn't trade those emotional days for anything in the world. It's just that my hormones were still adjusting to being postpartum, and I could cry happy or sad or tired tears almost on command. Luckily those days have passed!

Your papa took two weeks off work to be with you and help me, and we just loved having him here. He's a diaper changing champ, and he cooked us a lot of meals during those first few days (we sure did eat a lot of eggs in a basket, since that's his specialty, but we loved it all the same). He also has a special knack for soothing you during those times when you and I were both getting too upset to be of much comfort to anyone.

Breastfeeding during that first month was a challenge, but was still very rewarding. It took 3 weeks or so before we really had it down, and BOY OH BOY was it painful when you'd latch on during those early days on the boob! I got to where I was dreading the passage of time because I knew we were speeding toward our next feeding. But then, like magic, we got it all figured out and now it doesn't hurt one bit. We had a 4-day period where I was VERY engorged and you were not interested in trying to latch on at all. Those were some loooooong nights, my love. You were clearly hungry but it was so difficult to latch that you'd just scream and scream. We eventually got through that, too, and now only have an occasional fussy time at the boob. I'm going to try and nurse you for at least 1 year, maybe more. Like all things in life, we're going to play it by ear and see what works best for us. I sure do love it when you get that super intense look on your face right as you are latching on and then you grunt and groan during the first few minutes of nursing because you're just so into it. Too cute!

We call you our little ginger baby because of your red hair. You are an active little dude, always kicking your legs and waving your arms. You busted out of a swaddle in no time flat, and we stopped putting you in the baby burrito after a few weeks because you were such a little Houdini at getting out of it. At your 4-week appointment with Dr. Beth you weighed 12.5 pounds and you were exceeding the 95th percentile in height, weight and head circumference. Karl likes to joke that you're going to be as big as Michael Clark Duncan from The Green Mile. We'll see about that!

Your papa and I love you so much, and we spend a lot of time exclaiming about how we can't believe we finally have a baby and how we think you're just the cutest little boy in the whole wide world. We can't wait to see how you continue to grow and develop over these next few months...but just don't grow up too fast, okay??

Here's a slideshow of your life so far. I'll keep updating it and including it in your monthly letters. There are some pictures of your birth, but nothing too graphic...we'll save those pictures for when you're older and we feel like embarrassing you in front of your friends. :)




Wyatt's currently in the swing for the first time...without crying(!)...so I'm going to try and get a post in while he's still happily swinging. :) If you're on Facebook with me, you've already seen some of these photos...

Naked baby!

Meeting Grandpa Phil and Grandma Barb...

Papa Bear reading to a very captive audience...

Finally captured that cute little dimple (yet another feature he shares with his daddy)...plus those are my non-swollen feet. Woohoo!! :)

One of our favorite little onesies with a super cute dragon on it (and a little spit up...part of our daily lives these days)...

Wyatt's 5 weeks old now! At his 4-week appointment last week he weighed 12.5 lbs and is still topping out the growth charts. We had to temporarily switch to disposable diapers to deal with a nasty rash that cropped up. Our doctor recommended My Mama's Love ointment, and this stuff is AMAZING. It cleared it up completely within just a few days, is all natural (and local) and also worked to clear up a little yeast infection on one of Wyatt's neck rolls. Love finding natural remedies like this! Also love that we've now switched back to cloth diapers...I did not like using disposables!

Happy Sunday! I've got Wyatt's 1-month-old post percolating in my head, and we did a 1-month photo shoot this past week to go with it...hopefully I'll get to that post this week!


Blue Steel

Here's Wyatt, rocking his version of Blue Steel. :)

We had a tough couple of nights a few days ago - lots of crying, lots of wanting to nurse but refusing to latch on, not a lot of sleeping and a lot of stress for me (my emotions are tied to Wyatt's so very closely these days!). It's so hard to have your son crying inconsolably like that and not be able to figure out the right moves to make him happy! Luckily Papa Bear has a magic touch and can get Wyatt to calm down when nothing else seems to work, so that made those crazy nights go just a smidgen better. I started tracking my diet to see if perhaps it was a food sensitivity causing the nighttime fussiness, but then the last 2 nights have been great (relatively speaking) and I didn't make any diet changes...so who knows what was going on with the little monkey. I sure do like the nights when he sleeps for 2-3 hour stretches and then nurses until he falls back asleep a lot better than the nights where it's all-fussy-all-the-time until 3am or so!

All in all though, Wyatt has been a pretty easy baby. It's hard work to have a newborn, but I'm finding that it's not quite as difficult as what I was expecting. I haven't gotten to the point where I can get much done during the day yet, but I'm fine with that for a while longer. My job right now is to take care of the little man...everything else can wait a bit. :)

A week ago, at his 2-week checkup, he weighed 11.5 lbs and exceeded the 95th percentile in all categories (head circumference, length and weight). Our pediatrician kept saying "Are you sure this baby is only 2 weeks old??!" LOL!

And for Julie...see, he does keep his legs folded up every once in a while! Usually it's when we're trying to change his diaper and it's really inconvenient to finish up with his legs all curled up like that. Now his arms, those are another matter...those are almost never curled up.

Happy Birthday to Grandma Barb today! We can't wait for you to meet Wyatt, and we hope that the flights work out for this weekend!