This week Wesley is obviously going through a big growth/development spurt because it was equally parts hard and awesome.
There is way more of this than I liked.
Well, let’s be honest, who likes any of that?
Still, there was way more of this…
and this
and this
than the screaming so I can’t complain too much.
This week he made a huge leap in his neck strength. It seemed like overnight he went from fighting the weight of his head to holding is head up for ages like it was nothing.
Part of what helped the neck strength I think was that I finally tried the Moby wrap for the first time. We looooove it.
I was so intimidated by it and now I can’t figure out why. It’s really not that difficult to put on and it’s really comfortable.
With the Moby we’ve been going on walks every night this week.
It’s a great time to talk without the distraction of electronics and it’s got the bonus of being exercise.
Wesley always seems to really love being outside.
he’s fascinated by all the sights and sounds.
Other milestones:
- Someone asked me to cover myself for the first time while I was nursing in public. We were at an event for a friend of the family and a grandma type lady wanted a picture of the group of us so she said, “Cover yourself, I don’t want anyone to think I’m doing pornography or something.” I sort of adjusted the fabric of my wrap slightly but I did not throw a cover over my baby. I mean, this is how much you could see:
So basically an inch or so of skin… I really don’t think she meant to be rude or ridiculous. She’s just old fashioned.
- Wesley finally discovered the mobile on the mamaRoo. It really shows how much more aware he’s becoming of his surroundings.
- Wesley’s starting baby gymnastics… while he nurses. It cracks me up how wiggly he can be or what awkward poses he twists himself into sometimes.
I can’t say I’m sad this week is over. I’ve been more exhausted and frazzled than maybe any other week. Thankfully as soon as I’m ready to just lose it either Joel steps in and gives me a break or Wesley turns it around and flashes one of his dimply grins at me. It’s impossible to stay in a bad mood when I get one of his smiles or coos.
Impossible.