Jon and I have a beautiful son. We've determined that he looks like me in the face and everything from the neck down is Jon. Joseph will be 4 months old on Sunday and at his check up yesterday he measured in at 27inches long and 16.5 lbs. Wow. No wonder my arms are getting stronger.
Despite his beauty, flirtatious smile (he already loves the ladies) and head start on becoming his daddy's dream (a basketball player), there are other of our qualities that we have passed down to Joseph.
Sleeping. Or lack there of. Some of you have lived with me and know that I have struggled with insomnia. It has always taken me a long time to go to sleep and sometimes sleep never comes. Perhaps because of or as a result of, I'm more of a night owl. I can get up early when I have to and be fine in the end, but, let's face it: I hate getting up in the morning.
Jon is almost the exact opposite. He can be wide awake one minute and put his head on the pillow and is snoring before I find where I left off in my audio book in my iPod (my latest way of distracting my mind to help me fall asleep). He can be tired but keep going...and going...and going... He got really good at this in grad school. He still does this occasionally and I worry when he comes to bed at 2:30am and has to preach at 10:30am.
Joseph: Fights sleep all day long and when I say that I mean from about 6ish am till 9ish pm. In the "baby books" they say that babies in the first few months will sleep about 18 hours a day. WHAT??? Not my kid. The only way I seem to be able to get Joseph to sleep more than 30 min at a time is by holding him. Which, is not the worst thing in the world, don't get me wrong. Despite the picture of me sitting on the couch with my soundly sleeping son on my lap watching a movie or HGTV, it actually is tiring. The kid weighs 16.5 lbs. He is about 1/3 of me for crying out loud.
So?? Last time I wrote about Joseph sleeping in the pack and play for the first time with hopes of success, it was just that. He slept his usual night sleep and has been sleeping fine like that ever since. Now, I know this wasn't that long ago, but tonight we ventured yet another change in Joseph's sleeping arrangements. His own room. To be honest, I didn't think we'd try it so soon. I seem to be ok with it, but I'm really not sure how I'll do. We attempted this a couple of nights ago and it didn't work. I thought to myself "I'll write in my blog. Who knows? Last time I did, he slept where we wanted him to". My baby boy is in his own real crib, with a real mattress, in his own room....BY HIMSELF...WITHOUT HIS MOMMY.....ARE YOU GUYS GETTING THIS????
Pray for me tonight. I do hope he stays there and is fine there, I do hope I am fine with him there.
P.S. Reality check: Our rooms share a wall and you can see from one end of our apartment to the next. Why am I freaking out? .....oh, yeah...he's my baby and my first baby. I'll get over it I'm sure........eventually.....
This is what you see standing at one far end of our apartment looking through the kitchen, straight ahead is Joseph's door.
All that separates me from my baby.
My baby.
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!!!!!
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