One month old today. I will continue to measure in weeks for as long as I dare. Once he gets to be thirty-seven weeks though, or fifty-eight, or one hundred and thirteen... it gets a little awkward for people to translate.
Poor little Bryce guy! He is at the peak of baby acne right now (you're not missing much with this colorless picture of him). It looks very uncomfortable; so much so that I actually googled baby acne just to see if I was missing something. Thankfully I was reassured that it hits hardest at about four weeks - also the peak time for gas bubbles and fussiness. Check. And check again.
A content baby, Bryce is. However yesterday he was at that "peak fussiness". I don't know if it was one of the usual things I eat, or did I eat something different? The pork ribs? Hot dogs? I don't know, but it seemed reasonable to fast from a few of the common culprits today and see if that made any difference.
And so, today I was super duper good and didn't eat any dairy, coffee, or chocolate. (GASP!) I know. It was a serious sacrifice, but the good news is that I love Bryce MORE than chocolate!
*Bryce if you read this one day when you are a grown man, be assured that it's the greatest compliment I know to be set on a pedestal with chocolate!
I can deal with spit-up, but when baby is clearly hurting and the spit looks like cottage cheese, I am willing to adjust my habits.
Today he was much better than yesterday, so if all goes well tonight (will he sleep well?) I will replace those forlorn foods that I favor, starting with Safeway Rocky Road ice cream!! HA! (Please, please, PLEASE don't let it be the ice cream!?!)
In other news, Bryce is beginning to offer bits of smiles for me :-) His neck is very strong, and he likes to lift it when on his tummy or against my shoulder. His crop of baby hair has a fair bit of curl to it - more so than any of the other children had. I expect it to fall out and come in another color, just as those who came before him, but you never know! I'm still rooting for a little Bug with nut brown hair; maybe this will be the one? :-) I don't know what else to say. He's a little like Mary Poppins "practically perfect in every way"! I close with that, as this post is getting rambly (if that's a word), which is because I am blogging long as a diversion from *the * ice cream * in * the* freezer ***
You know... I'm pretty sure it wasn't the ice cream that upset him... yep. I'm almost certain! ;-)
When I thought of being a mom, I never dreamed of THIS! ~Five heart melting smiles ~never getting tired of midnight feedings ~having all the answers ~not minding dirty faces ~enjoying watching the boys eat! ~falling in love with pigtails ~appreciating overalls ~appreciating a washing machine! ~wanting to do everything better ~falling in love a million times