Close Ups

I love that sweet face of his!

Mommy's Milk

On Saturday I decided to give my breasts a break and pump for Jack instead of nurse. Jack didn't drink all the milk I pumped so I set the bottle on my nightstand. The last time Owen had a bottle was the night Jack was born so it's still fresh in his mind. A little while later Owen came in the room and he grabbed that bottle so fast and started drinking the milk. I was sure he would get a gross look on his face since Mommy's milk is not the same as cow's milk, but nope...he just kept on drinking. He drank a whole ounce! Michael and I were cracking up!

Brown Bear

We have a Hope Chest in our spare bedroom that my parents bought for me back when I was in high school. It holds a bunch of old toys of mine like my Cabbage Patch Kids, Glo Worm, Light Bright and my Brown Bear. I think I got this bear for my 2nd or 3rd birthday. I opened up the chest the other day in hopes of distracting Owen for a few minutes so I could be on the computer. He immediately went for my brown bear and carried it around hugging and kissing it for quite a while. It was cute to see him play with something that I cherished so much as a child!

Pancakes

Owen LOVES pancakes! He can actually eat three 6 inch pancakes for breakfast. The funny thing is no matter how many wipes you use or how long you scrub his face with a washcloth he will smell like maple syrup all day if you don't give him a bath afterwards.

Hmmmmm... so many decisions!!!

Should I poop now and eat later or eat now and poop later!

"Jack" Time

We have been trying to let Owen touch and love Jack as much as he wants. We don't want Jack to become a "no no". We want Owen to be involved with Jack. We don't force him, but when he shows interest in Jack we either let him hold him or we'll hold Jack and let Owen snuggle him. Yesterday Owen tried pulling Jack out of his bassinet so I got him out so Owen could have some "Jack" time. He just kept flopping all around Jack on the bed playing with Daddy's phone and then stopping to kiss him and then pat him on the head or point to his eyes. Later that night Jack was in the swing in the dining room and Owen had got behind the swing and was REALLY patting Jack's head, but Jack just made a face and I told Owen to be gentle and he stopped and all was fine.

Second Time Around

It amazes me at how relaxed I am this time around. With Owen I was always paranoid that he was going to stop breathing if I left the room or he was going to starve if I didn't feed him exactly 3 hours after his last feeding. This time it's so different. Like right now Jack is in the other room on our bed fast asleep and I'm sure he's just fine. Sometimes he eats after 3 hours sometimes after 4. It's no big deal. I also remember thinking I should put Owen down because I don't want him to be spoiled with me holding him all the time. What was I thinking!!!! I love snuggling Jack and having him sleep on my chest. This is time is too short and too precious to miss out on those things. Now don't think that I didn't hold Owen and snuggle him I did, but I remember just being a little more strict about it than I am with Jack. It really is nice taking it easy and just enjoying this time.

First Well Baby Check-Up

On Wednesday Jack had his first check-up with his pediatrician. When we left the hospital his weight had gone from 8.06lbs down to 7lbs 11oz. It's totally normal for babies to lose weight in the beginning and really Jack didn't lose very much at all. At his appointment they weighted him and he had gone up to 7lbs 15oz. He's already in the 56% for weight so he's definitely schooling his big brother in the weight area. They also measured him and he is 19 1/4 inches long now. You might remember he was 18 1/4 inches long at birth so growing 1 inch in 6 days seems highly unlikely. The nurse actually measured Jack twice to be sure she was correct. We just figure that the nurse in the OR who measured Jack when he first came out didn't stretch him enough because there is NO WAY he could have grown an inch already.

Bedrest

So last night I asked Michael to look at my incision and see if it looked okay. It had been hurting a little more than normal on the left side. He checked it out and said it looked like it had a ridge where the skin might have pulled apart a little. So I called the nurse and she said I should come in and be checked out. So we drove into Seattle this morning for my appointment. Jack of course cried the entire drive in because I had the audacity to pump and feed him so he didn't get his snuggle time with Mom. He was upset and was letting us know it. The doctor who performed my C-Section checked me out and said that it didn't tear open, but it did look like an abrasion so she wants me to put Neosporin on it and she wrote me another prescription for pain meds since I'm almost out. When we got home I pretty much decided to put myself on bed rest for the day to heal since I need to take advantage of Michael being home this week. It was actually really nice. Jack and I took a nap together after lunch and then just hung out watching TV. Michael and Owen ate both breakfast and lunch together in the dining room without me today and I was missing them so Michael got Owen's portable highchair and brought it upstairs so we could eat dinner together as a family. Some friends from church brought over dinner for us that was super good. I ate while Jack was asleep on my chest. Owen later took the above picture of us with Daddy's help of course. Later on I couldn't figure out why I kept smelling french onion smell. I picked up Jack and smelled him and I swear it was his breath. I thought that I must have eaten something with french onions in it and it flavored my milk and it was his breath that smelled, however, when I went to feed Jack I noticed something stuck in the folds of his neck and it was a little onion. While I was eating dinner a piece of it must have fallen on my shirt and since he was sleeping on my chest he must have wiggled down and got it stuck in his neck. Too funny!

Blowing Kisses

We have been trying to get Owen to blow kisses for a while now and he just didn't get it. Most of the time he brings his hand to his mouth and slaps his face while making sounds. The other day he got closer to actually blowing a kiss. Now he brings his hand to his mouth and makes a MMMM sounds like he's kissing. He still doesn't getting the blowing part of it.

So thankful

I really had no idea how Owen would handle becoming a big brother at such a young age. He is such a precious boy and he is so loving towards us, but I didn't know if that would translate into being a lovely sibling because he would have to share us. He has totally amazed me in every way. He is so kind towards Jack. He wants to comfort him when he cries and he loves to snuggle him. We are so very lucky to blessed with two amazingly beautiful baby boys!

I see you!!!!

Nice scratch huh!!! Poor Jack scratched himself while I was changing his diaper. Later on I tried to clip his nails so it wouldn't happen again and his little fingernails started bleeding. Poor guy! Michael suggested that I try an emery board instead and that worked pretty good. For the most part he is swaddled so his little hands don't have access to mutilate his face.