Boss baby’s routine: Eat, sleep, poop, cuteness, repeat! This little tiny human absolutely has me under his spell, he controls my every moment of every day… this 8 week old is omnipotent!
On July 9th we met our sweet boss baby James for the first time. After almost 12 hours of labor, it was incredibly satisfying to hear his sweet voice cry out. The last 5 weeks and 5 days have been a whirlwind of snuggles, diapers, screaming, crying (him and I), and getting to know this sweet little human. Also, we can’t be the only ones that have manipulated popular songs to be baby relevant? Insert crying laughing face? Just the other day we were singing “The Gambler” by Kenny Rogers and changed it into the swaddler… anyone else?
*Now he is over 7 weeks old… I’ve been trying to write this for at least two weeks!!! Before James made his arrival, everyone was constantly reminding us that, “nothing will ever be the same,” which I totally understand and almost every day I was pregnant I was trying to mentally prepare myself for what was to come. Every time I would wake up in the middle of the night, I would revel in the sweet silence. But also the sweet kicks in my belly reminding me that little man was gearing up to meet us soon. It’s cliche, but true, nothing can ever truly prepare you for a baby, or what it means to be a parent. I believe our parents tried, but you don’t quite get it until you yourself are a parent. No one can describe the excitement or joy of meeting your little one for the first time, nor can they describe the anxiety and fear of intensely watching to see whether or not your child is in fact, actually still breathing. Then the relief once they take a breath!
It’s been amazing being able to get help and advice from my friends and fellow mommas. Some of my best friends, their moms, and my mom helped put on the most amazing baby shower ever. That definitely helped with the baby preparation! I never realized how hard it would be to navigate baby blues, mourning your past self, getting a baby to sleep, breastfeeding, just getting to know your baby’s different cries and what they’re trying to tell you, and SO MUCH MORE. I had heard about the difficulties of breast feeding and that it took an enormous amount of effort to stick with it. On the other hand it also seemed like so many moms I knew did breastfeed, and did so successfully. I severely underestimated how hard it would be! Until I was postpartum trying to feed my own baby though I finally realized it would take all my willpower to stick with breastfeeding because that was what I was determined to do. The day James was born, they brought him to my chest and of course I had read and watched about the significance of the first few hours of breastfeeding. So you can imagine my disappointment when he didn’t want to latch, or couldn’t latch. I tried multiple times that day and it seemed as though he was spitting up amniotic fluid all day so it made sense that he didn’t want to eat because his poor stomach was full. It wasn’t until 4:30am the next morning that a nurse recommended trying a nipple shield to get him to latch, and alas we had success! It was satisfying to my worrying brain that I wasn’t going to be able to feed my baby. Once I started talking to other moms I realized how many of them also had difficult breastfeeding journeys. It was really reassuring to know I was not alone. Now James is 7 weeks and 3 days old and we are finally having success without the shields (for the most part).
As for the diapers, they are tame, I know that is until at least he starts in with solids. I’ve been peed on, and pooped on (actually for the first time the other day) but I can’t even be mad about it because there is so much love for this little bean! Even when he cries, or starts to pout, I can’t help but laugh sometimes because it’s just SO CUTE! It’s so easy to get caught up in the “I can’t wait for x, y, or z to happen” but it’s been my goal to just relish in the sweet baby cuddles, and every moment I can. It’s so exciting seeing him grow so much already, I’m in absolute disbelief that time is flying the way it is. If you’ve made it this far, thank you for listening to my ramblings about my sweet baby boy James Nicholas.