Today Owen is two months old. He, along with his big sister, bring us much delight. They are the hardest job I’ve ever done but it comes with such fulfillment.
A few people told me newborns are often stabilizing until week 8-9, and I’m starting to see this theory come true. While he’s certainly still very unpredictable, he’s definitely starting to outgrow the non-stop fussiness I told you about. He’s taking at least one good nap a day, has less gas and reflux, and smiles a TON. The kid has smiled at me more in the last three weeks than Anna did in her first six months combined. (She was one serious baby!) I’m hopeful he’ll be my child that smiles at strangers in the grocery store.
Owen is also really, really strong. In fact, last week he rolled over. I was laying next to him while he practiced his tummy time, and without too much effort he plopped over on his back! I was really proud of him for about five minutes until I realized he might start moving earlier than Anna did. We all know that a moving baby is hard work, so I’m certainly not encouraging any more tummy flips for the time being.
Everyone loves our boy’s thick, long hair, and someone is always asking to touch it. They want to know if he was born with so much (yes!), if I style it (not usually), and if he has a touch of red (it does). Between his above average size, and his massive amount of hair, Owen appears much older than two months.
Anna is officially in love with her baby brother, and I know so based on the way she talks to him in a cute high pitched voice. Usually she is mimicking whatever I say, (“It’s okay, Owen” and “Little boy! Little boy!”) but she also likes to inform us when his eyes are open, and when he’s crying. His screams are super easy to ignore so thank goodness someone is paying attention. (Note: sarcasm.) Her jealousy has been replaced with much doting, which warms her mama’s heart. Here she is last weekend at our family beach barbecue. Doesn’t she look so old with her hair pulled back and a fork in her hand?!
Speaking of Anna’s vocabulary, these days our girl is talking a mile a minute. Like, won’t stop talking. (Am I a bad mom if I admit that it’s actually very taxing to listen to her all day? Sometimes I have to say, “Quiet please~ Mommy’s ears need a break.) But I wouldn’t trade her jibber jabber for anything because I love, love, love hearing her voice come alive. I love the funny things that come out of her mouth. I love that she asks for kisses and says “I love you, Mommy” and “I miss you, Daddy.” Mostly I love knowing how to meet her needs– I longed for such knowledge during her infant days!
She also started calling us “Mom” and “Dad” this past week, which makes me laugh but is also kinda sad.
Despite becoming Chatty Cathy our girl is still somewhat reserved. I’m convinced she’s an introvert simply because new situations and large groups tend to overwhelm her. She’s back in church childcare again after a summer off from Mom’s Connection and when I went to pick her up on Tuesday she’d been crying. I think she had a great time but simply reached her people limit. As soon as we got home she puttered into the kitchen and spent 20 minutes playing with cups by herself. She certainly needs her alone time, and I’m happy to give it to her.
This summer we tried to get to the pool as often as we could, but it wasn’t nearly as much as I wished. If the water was warm, and Daddy was available, she had a great time. We even got her to jump in! But if a week or so passed without visiting, she went back to her timid ways. I’m looking forward to signing her up for swim lessons this winter because I think we’ll all need activities planned during the cold months. Maybe we’ll do gymnastics too. Our little girl may be chatty, but she’s not very coordinated. With Jonathan and I as her parents, this is no surprise. I’m still clutzy after all these years.
While Owen has been strengthening his neck, and Anna is strengthening her vocabulary, I am attempting to strengthen my ab muscles. Bouncing back after baby is much harder when two kiddos are dominating my attention. In the last few days I’ve finally had more time to myself to catch up on some writing, exercise, and cook. I’m feeling more like myself, even if it comes in fits and bursts.
What’s going on at your house these days?