Better late than never, right?
It feels like I was admitted to hospital for an induction just a few days ago. It’s hard to believe that I have a four month old baby. Ahem. That’s why I said better late than never. It turns out having a baby and being the primary parent doesn’t leave you with a lot of extra time. I’ve had a few people ask about Caelen and have requested more content about him, so I will be continuing these little updates!
Let’s just dive in! Otherwise Caelen is going to be a teenager before this update is written.
If I thought that I was losing my baby when Caelen was one month old then two months was a whole other kettle of fish.
The biggest development would be Caelen’s dad coming back from London. I think it had been in the works for a while, but it was still a surprise when I got the “I’m coming home” message from him. I was in shock. It was the only thing I wanted when I was pregnant, and now it was actually happening. It was a ‘no one pinch me’ moment.
He came for a visit and it was…overwhelming. And good.
Needless to say, we don’t hate each other
(that much) and we’re actually doing okay at this parenting thing.
Remember how I said that Caelen was such a happy baby?
That’s still true. And multiply it by one million. He smiles all the time. He smiles and coos and kicks around like crazy. He loves people. He doesn’t like being alone. It’s a problem. He’s definitely a social butterfly and a clingy little boy. He turned into a mummy’s boy, and I absolutely love it. I love nothing more than all the morning cuddles (all day cuddles) that I get from him.
He got his vaccinations at six weeks old. He absolutely screamed for a minute and then got over it. All it took was a cuddle. It does suck. No one likes to see their child in pain, but it is for such a short amount of time, and for a good reason. The days after vaccinations suck more. I had one clingy, fussy, and just generally sad baby for two days and then he was back to his normal, cheerful self. Result.
I decided that I was going to fully formula feed Caelen when he was five weeks old. I tried breast-feeding. Believe me, I tried. For weeks. I killed myself over trying to make it work versus my mental health. At the end of the day, being happy and not feeling a sense of dread every time I heard the hunger cry won out over the ‘breast is best’ debate.
I decided that I needed a Swaddle Up and it was a life saver. Seriously. Every parent needs to go get one of these as soon as possible. Like, before you leave the hospital. It would have saved me a lot of headaches and frustration. Trying to swaddle Caelen was a nightmare because he would squirm his way out of it. All the time. Not with this thing! Mama: 1; Caelen: 0
Other than that, not a lot has changed.
He still hates tummy time, being naked, and being set down for any length of time. He also discovered that he could go to sleep whilst doing tummy time, so that was his little party trick for a while. He either cried or just went to sleep, so I abandoned the ‘traditional’ tummy time attempts for a while.
He loves cuddles, the TV (oppps), cuddles, his bottle, his pacifier, and cuddles. Did I mention cuddles? People say that he might grow out of it, but I really, really hope it doesn’t happen. I have fond memories of being able to drink a coffee at a leisurely pace, but I would (and have) trade that for baby snuggles any time of the day…and night.
The shock of being a parent has worn off.
Now I just say ‘bring it’ as I reach for an extra-large cup of coffee.