The baby now owns more stuff than me and C, and has taken over the apartment with it.
The baby shower was pretty good. We ended up with a ton of stuff. I think Skyler is going to be the envy of all the other babies in his baby group what with the new swing, the bouncing rocker chair, new crib bedding, nursing pillow, rainforest play gym, giant box of diapers, organic baby food, playtex nurses and the mountain of new clothes. Why don't grown ups get showers? I could use some new toys and books. Haha.
Right now he is in his swing, hiccuping away. He sounds like a dog's squeak toy when he hiccups. He's been feeding like a monster the last couple of days. He's attached to my boob pretty much every hour and it's making things slightly difficult to say the least. Ever try to prepare dinner for a two year old while walking around the kitchen holding a newborn to your breast with one hand? It isn't as easy as it sounds.
I've had maybe a grand total of 3-4 hours of sleep tonight/last night/whatever day this is I have no clue. And when I say grand total I mean I am waking up every hour to feed him. Which wouldn't be so bad but he is doing that thing again where he is hungry but screams at my breast like I'm offering him brussel sprouts or something. And of course he will eventually suck a little bit and then fall asleep with the nipple in his mouth, I try everything to wake him and nothing works, oh and do not try to remove that nipple if you want to keep it attached to you. For someone who isn't using it to feed he sure keeps a good grip on it. When I eventually do manage to extracate him from it and put him down to sleep he wakes up and begins rooting and crying all over again. Rinse and repeat. Funny thing is that he tends to like to do this in the middle of the night when I am most exhausted and feeling less than patient with his antics.
On another note he is becoming more alert and aware of the world around him. He's started noticing that hey there is stuff to look at around here. He's been spending a lot of time just staring at me, which is wonderful. I bet he thinks I am some sort of weirdo though with the huge smile and wide eyes repeating "Hi!! I'm your mooooooooommmy yesss I aaaaaaaam" in a high pitch voice over and over. Oh well at least there will be no confusion over who this embarrassing woman is. Heh heh. Poor kid. Anyway he is getting a little disenchanted with his swing, and his daddy was supposed to be up a while ago.. Time to go. Hope you all are well.