One Month Old

by - November 30, 2016

Week 2:
Milo had his two week check up, and with Michael back to work, I was on my own. With only being two weeks out from my c section, carrying the awkward weight of the car seat was a major, painful, struggle. Eventually, we made it to the office, on time even. Not going to lie, I was a bit surprised.
I stripped him down to his diaper and the nurse weighed him, 8 lbs 4 oz. He gained exactly 2 lbs since his one week appointment. This did not come as a shock. He eats like a ravenous boar. During this appointment the nurse preformed what's called a PKU test. The first round of testing was done in the hospital. She was able to perform this while I nursed him so he didn't even cry. Seemed to me like he barely even noticed.
For this test they prick the baby's heal and test the blood, for something or other. This poor boy has been tested for so many things in his short life it's honestly hard to keep everything straight. Luckily, he is good. He doesn't have whatever the test was for, since we have yet to recieve any word.
Just a couple days after Milo's two week doctors appointment he lost his umbilical cord. Finally, that thing was starting to gross me out. So the very next morning I gave him his first real bath. He absolutely hated it! Squirmed, wiggled, and screamed the entire time. Milo is not a fan of being naked, wet, or cold. He is classy, and a gentlemen, doesn't want to be exposed. So in the begining bath times were a bit of a struggle. I'm not sure if it's him or I, but one of us, maybe even both of us, have gotten better as time goes on. Slowly, baths are becoming less of a headache. It's kind of funny that he hates them because when I was pregnant he seemed to like bath time, unless I was mistaking his tortured movements as happy kicks.
This week I took Milo shopping for the first time. I was slightly concerned about taking such a young baby out and about. Thinking he was going to cry, fuss, and cause a scene. All the germs and strangers. It was actually the complete opposite of my expectations. Just like in the car the movement of the cart put him right to sleep. Didn't hear a peep out of him the entire time. No body approached us and he stayed covered the whole trip.



Week 3:
Now that Milo's baths have become more regular, his newborn skin has pretty much all peeled away. Newborns lose their first few layers of skin and it peels away like a sunburn. I have been rubbing him down with coconut oil and The Honest Company lotion after his baths to keep his skin from drying out. This little boy is becoming not so little. He is growing like a weed. Outgrown most of his newborn clothes and has been drinking more milk than ever. I have been bottle feeding him stored breast milk during the day and nursing him at night. He has been downing about 3 - 4 ounces at a time, with the bottle. I feel like he eats more when he is bottle fed vs straight from the "tap". He will take bottle after bottle before going down for a nap. Meanwhile, nursing he will typically fall asleep mid slurp. He also started projectile spitting up. I feel like this is coming from the bottle. He never spits up after nursing. Maybe it's my anxious mind, once again, over thinking every little thing, but I was concerned something might be wrong. I called his pediatrician to ask if he should be eating as much as he has been, and spitting up. They told me he was fine, just a growing boy. As long as he doesn't have a fever he is ok. I was worried he may have a worm or something. I can already tell he will be one to eat me out of the house as a teenager. Oh boy, I can't even think of that just yet.
I began to feel a bit better this week and the weather was nice. Something that would soon be changing as the winter approaches. So we busted out the stroller for the first time! I needed to get Milo some more blankets since he has begun making more messes. Milo also hates being swaddled now. It didn't take long after bringing him home from the hospital for him to get comfy. This boy loves to lounge, be loose, and hands free. I have so many swaddle blankets and SwaddleMe little sacks that he will never use. Parenthood is filled with trial and error.
So we journeyed over to the shopping plaza across the street that has a Ross and a Marshall's. I love these stores not only because they are at such easy access for me, but because they have such amazing deals. He out grows things so quickly, my frugal self can't fathom spending bunches on baby clothes. Unless it's really cute or a special occasion. Ross, from what I have found seems to have the fluffiest, softest, most comfy, designer blankets around. I got mine for only $4.99 each! I really liked our Baby Trend Expedition Jogger Stroller and Milo slept the entire time once again. He has done great in public places so far.
We are finally begining to get down a night routine. With sleep and his feedings we are falling into a more workable schedule. He melts my heart at night because lately he wants to hold onto my hand while he nurses. We are still co sleeping so I sometimes will cuddle him to sleep, using his nursing pillow as a head rest. We are really starting to learn and know one another. I can feel us bonding and it's an incredible experience. 



1 Month:
Milo is now one month old. I can't believe it's been an entire month since I held him and looked into his eyes for the first time, in the hospital. Time has been flying by, even though my days feel long. All throughout this first month Milo has been dealing with some separation anxiety. He must always be able to see me, and if he can't he will fuss like crazy. He even opens one eye during his naps just to make sure I'm still there. Then falls graciously back to sleep.
Lately, I have been working on laying him down in his pack n play nursery, for his naps once he has dozed off. It's about 1 out of 5 times he will continue napping in there and not wake up. I feel bad laying him down, when all he wants is for me to hold him, but my arms are going limp holding him around the clock. On the other hand, my mom muscles are coming in nicely.
While waiting for a procedure, I had to get done at the hospital, we publicly breastfed for the first time. It was a bit awkward being the first time an all, even with the nursing cover. Some people gave me some strange looks. But hey, what could I do? When a baby has to eat, a baby has to eat. Some strangers also came up to us. Wanting to look at him and ask me questions. I knew a baby would draw extra attention, but I don't think I'll ever get used to unknown people coming up to me, invading personal space, and asking to see my baby.
Not only has he fully outgrown his newborn clothes and his muslin baby blankets. He also is now in a size one diaper. We had some newborn packs left but I found a woman who is expecting to give them too, through a mother group online. 
One of the happiest moments of my life happened during this stage. That was when Milo smiled at me for the first time. He is begining to recognize me and smile. It's the cutest thing ever. He basically just perks his cheeks up and opens his mouth as wide as he can. His toothless grin melts my heart. I almost can't even take it. Knowing that I make my baby that happy is all I need in life. 


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