"I'm a Big Kid Now"

Sweet peace

Yesterday was a big boy day for Khalil. We started out the morning going to a breastfeeding support group. I haven't had any problems with breastfeeding but I know they weigh the baby before and after feeding to figure out how many ounces they are eating. I was curious to know how much he was eating since he is growing so fast. People are starting to call him "fat" nicknames. He has filled out greatly. In addition I wanted to get an idea of how much I would need to leave for him when I go back to work. So when I weighed him before eating he was 10lbs 3oz and afterwards he was 10lbs 10 oz. This means that he ate 7 ounces! This is a lot considering his friend who is two months older only drank 6 ounces. My little man can eat. Just like his Daddy. Later on that night, during bath time, Khalil took his first bath without crying. I was so delighted. I knew it would happen sooner or later. Hopefully he won't regress. I must be honest and say he did decide to cry when I was dressing him. Weird! I guess he thought about what had just happened and remembered he usually cries. So he decided to strike up his normal self. That didn't last very long because it was eating time. And who can cry and eat at the same time? The last big boy thing that happened yesterday was we removed Khalil's napper from his Pack 'N Play. It says to remove once the baby is rolling over or 3 months old. Although he is neither, he was getting to be a bit long in that little thing. Doug and I had discussed taking it out once he turned 2 months because his legs were having to bend a little to stay in it. But last night when I put him down for bed he started crying. I took him out and laid him on our bed and he went right back to sleep. I noticed his arms and legs were stretched out (even though he was swaddled). I decided that was his way of telling me he needed more space. So I called Doug to remove the napper. Once we put him on the top level of the Pack 'N Play he didn't wake up til 7:15 this morning. I was so surprised because he missed his middle of the night feeding. My breast of course woke me up to see him still sleeping. I couldn't wake him up just to relieve myself of pain so we all just continued to sleep. I think we are well on our way to sleeping through the night. I, for one, will be so H-A-double P-Y about that. As you may or may not know, I L-O-V-E my sleep. He enjoys sleeping on his stomach which I am not too comfortable with yet. I'm sure this came from sleeping on people's chest. I would like for him to be able to roll over or be able to lift and turn his head from side to side before I let him sleep on his stomach. Sometimes I loose this battle and sometimes I win. On days I loose I make sure I stay in the room to watch him. And the moment he wakes up I pick him up. I don't want him struggling and bury his head in the covers. I've talked to the nurse about this and she said that breastfeed babies have a lower risk of SIDs and high risk babies are those exposed to smoking, alcohol, and drug use. I pretty much sounds like he is safe but I try not to take chances if I don't have to. Although Khalil is not even two months yet, I see he is starting to make some big boy moves. I can't wait to see how he continues to grow and develop. I am looking forward to him being a "hip baby".

Sleeping in the napper.

No more napper! Taking advantage of more space.
(For some reason this picture keeps turning the wrong way but I think you can see the point.)

Update: During Khalil's nap on the day I typed this post he started turning his head from side to side. I guess he knows I'm watching him. Maybe he's trying to convince me to let him stay on his stomach. This morning, July 26th, I put him back in the bed on his back and he was trying to roll over on his stomach. He wasn't successfuly but he sure did get frustrated trying. LOL