Wyatt 3-4 Weeks.

My baby will be a month old on Thursday!  Here are our updates.  Hopefully after Thanksgiving I will be up to date on my posting. =)

Wyatt is currently growing a perfectly fluffy, spiky mohawk.  I have to admit... I really love it.

His sweet little fingers.  I have cut his nails so many times.  He is growing so fast!

Speaking of growing.... here were his 3 week stats from his doctor visit.

Height:  21 1/8 inches --- 75th percentile

Weight:  8 lbs 10 oz --- 25th/50th percentile 

Head:  14 1/2 inches --- 75th percentile

Wyatt is still in newborn diapers and he is still wearing newborn size clothing, although in Ralph Lauren he can wear 3 months because it runs a little smaller.  He is growing so much faster than Kennedy.  Any newborn clothing with footies are getting too short.

His eating is hit or miss.  Sometimes he just drains two ounces and sometimes he wants 3.  He is up eating about every 2-3 hours, however, last night he did a 4 hour stretch, a 3 hour stretch and then a 2 hour stretch.  I am really not too exhausted from the night time feedings.  

Kennedy is finally starting to adjust to things better.  The first couple of weeks were hard.  We noticed she was talking louder and really acting out to get our attention more.  She also had been having a harder time playing with other kids.  Sharing went out the window!  HA! 

I am finally starting to feel like a good mom to her again as I am getting the hang of life with two!  Shoooo... for a while I was worried.  When my mom pulled out of my driveway and left me for the first time with them, my heart was in the pit of my stomach.  I thought, "Lord how will I do this?"  I cried for a minute and then I sucked it up.  We had wanted Wyatt.  We had prayed for a child and God answered our prayers.  I found myself feeling guilty for being so out of sorts with life.  I don't think we realized how used to life with Kennedy we had gotten until Wyatt came along.  He is a very easy baby, but still yet, everything has changed.  It's so hard to go anywhere right now.  We will pack up and Wyatt will need to be fed or he poops.  HA!  There have been a few days where I have forgotten to eat or drink because I have been so incredibly busy. Everything is just an uphill battle and a lot of work! Work that I am grateful for!  =)

Someone on Facebook told me that in terms of finding my "new normal"...well... normal is just a setting on the dryer.  I have learned that to be true!  We have NO normal right now, but somehow... I'm kind of getting used to it.  You know it's bad when Kennedy's time at school used to be a pleasure experience for me... now it's such a hassle just getting her there!  I'm so exhausted by the time I get home, and by the time I take care of Wyatt it's time to turn around and get her.  Don't get me wrong... I'm not complaining.  I don't mind the extra work, but I think I just didn't expect how much extra work there would actually be.  It's so funny how fast you forget and how fast your child grows.  I know this is just a season.  Today I actually let my whole house get ridiculously out of control messy and I laughed and held my baby all day because as the old saying goes..."babies don't keep."  Anyways, I am starting to tell a big difference in Kennedy's adjustment towards this "new dryer setting."

She has the sweetest smile I've ever seen.  Makes me so happy!  My little mohawk man is starting to smile more too, however, I'm not great at capturing it on camera.  With K, I would just sit and stare and take photo after photo.  I am finding myself saying, "oh shoot, I haven't taken any photos of Wyatt in forever!"  HA!  First child. Second child.  I had heard of this before... but now I think I get it.  There's just not enough time.  Funny thing... K was an extremely difficult baby.  She had colic and reflux and cried 24/7 just about.  Wyatt is sooooo easy.  I think that Dave and I are forgetting how much more difficult life could be.  Thank you God for our "easy" baby.  =)

Wyatt has the funniest hair.  He looks bald in the very front other than some peach fuzz.  He has lots of hair on the back of his head.  In fact, it's so long on his neck... I'm wondering when he should get his first trim.    The funniest part is right along the back center of his head where his mohawk sticks straight up!  

I don't know what color his hair will end up being.  Kennedy's hair was black as a baby and has lightened up. Wyatt's is much lighter. 

We took our first trip to my parents house two weekends ago.  I wanted my Granny Lorene to be able to see him while he was still little.  With Wyatt growing so fast, I was afraid by Christmas he would be huge!  

He got to see a few other people dear to my heart too.  This is Austin, my childhood neighbor that I grew up with.  He is the brother I never had.  I think Wyatt stole his heart!

And this is Austin's nan, who I call Nan too.  =)  She had back surgery the week of my  csection and came to my parents house AND held Wyatt.  She was determined to see him!  So sweet!

Some sweetness captured on my iPhone. 

Wyatt never hardly cries.  I swear.  Maybe if he is cold or really hungry, but other than that... nope... he doesn't cry.  He fusses quietly.  It's hilarious.  I pinch myself.  The above photo was taken on a particular night when he decided to wake up and chill with mom.  He wanted to be talked to.  I'll take it over blood curdling screams any day.  

And this is one of the RARE photos I have of his dimples!  He's got them.  Just like mom and big sis!  YAY!

Does he not look so big!? I feel like I am finally getting to know his grunting language.  It's a good feeling to understand what means "I'm hungry or I'm sleepy etc."  He grunts so much and has a deeper voice than Kennedy did.  He loves to be swaddled when he's sleepy.  He hates a paci, but I am finally starting to force him to like it.  He has a "fussier" time in the evenings where he is gassy, but usually if you hold him during that time he is fine!  I pray he stays this way!  

Kennedy was reading one of her toddler Bibles the other day.  She is big into pretending like she is reading.  She tries to tell the story from memory.  Well, as she flipped through the pages in her Bible, I overheard her say, "Nola and the shepherds were stuck in the muddy mud."

I cracked up.  Obviously "Nola" means Noah.  Too funny.

I asked her if Jesus was in her Bible and she said just as matter of fact as she could be, "Noooooope, just Nola."

And there you have it.  I have failed with teaching my daughter about Jesus!  HA!  Out of the mouths of babes. 

I am definitely able to enjoy Wyatt more than I did Kennedy.  It kind of makes me guilty to say that, but I was so nervous and had so much anxiety over Kennedy.  I am much better with just relaxing and going with the flow this time around.  I have said over and over... the hardest part about this transition is simply learning how to divide my time.  I never was great at time management anyway.  I beat myself up a lot, and I think a lot of the c-section recovery and not being able to lift and move like I want to has made it harder.  I have learned that it's just going to take time.  It took 9 months to get Wyatt here, so it's going to take a while for my body to fully recover and for us to fully adjust to life with two kids.  I love this scripture:

Psalm 73:26 My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. I know it's impossible to be the perfect mom.  I have learned that with Kennedy.  I do want to be the best I can be.  I want to glorify God in all I do, and right now... my main ministry is my children.  I have learned that even the little things count.  On the days where I am tired of scrubbing bottles and staying up all night and running up and down my stair case to get things for my kids and changing diaper after diaper, I am reminded that Christ is my strength!  I know that this role I'm in is not in vain.  I pray that He is glorified and that I keep a home where Christ is the focus and my sweet babies will grow to know Him! Christ has blessed me with hands that are full and during this season of thanks... I have never had more to be grateful for!