2 weeks and 4 days...

In Motion. But, I love footie pajamas. This is from Target and I especially love the owls!! He LOVES to be on his changing table!!!

Titus and his best friend Charlie. Luckily, Charlie has been a dream. She gets up to check on me in the night and I just tell her I love her and to go back to bed. Sometimes she'd rather get in our bed. :)

My FAVORITE picture so far. Rachel made this onesie. If only his eyes were open. She took newborn pics on Sunday and I can't wait to see them!!

I have every intention of posting every week so that I can remember this sweet time with Titus. But, I'd rather read everyone else's blog than post on mine. What is wrong with me?!?!??!

Things are going fairly well around these parts! Days are pretty good. I've been home alone since Tuesday. Mom left last Thursday, that was tragic, and Peter was home Friday-Monday. It was WONDERFUL having him here right next to my side. We joke about me being codependent. He said he loved it...for the time being. :) So, since Tuesday, the days have been pretty good! The nights on the other hand, vary. For instance, he went 3 nights in a row feeding every 3 hours and going right back to sleep in his pack and play. However, the last 2, he has decided he wants to be awake for an hour and half in the middle of the day. I held him alot yesterday and I think that was the problem. He sleeps like a rock laying on me..of course. So, today, we're trying something different.

Back track, the weekend was wonderful. My sister came over Friday night and held T for hours. Saturday, Peter and I slept in until 10..geez, and then ventured out to Grandy's and Target for the first time. I put Titus in my sling and off we went. He grunts and makes goat noises alot, so it's kinda embarrassing, but he did wonderful. He has some lungs on him, so he can go from happy to screaming in half a second. Peter and I laugh about it now, but it was pretty stressful at first. I realize that's just how he communicates. :) Sunday, Peter decided to stain the back porch. He needed to be outside and doing a project. :) Sunday, football all day. Monday we ventured out again to several places. It was so dadgum hot outside, but we managed to stay out for 4 hours. It was great to be out of the house and living a semi social life with the outside world. :)

Then, Tuesday came around! We stayed in all day, but Wednesday we went to Target again. :) It was my first time out with him by myself. I needed to find a dress for the wedding we are going to on Saturday. That will be our first time out. My sister and her husband are the babysitters for the night. Hopefully, he'll take a bottle today so that we can leave!

I went to the doctor today for my check up. I wasn't supposed to drive until today, however, I broke those rules on Wednesday. :) I woke up at 7:15am to it pouring down rain outside. I had to some how get us all ready, and him fed and out the door by 8. I managed, but he only ate half of his breakfast. So, he screamed at every time the car came to a stop. But, I just prayed he'd calm down and we'd make it to the doctor on time. Of course, we get there, and he's a ham in the waiting room. I brought a bottle, but he wasn't interested. I get in the room and the nurse tells me my doctor is delivering a baby. I knew I took him away from all his patients on Titus' birthday, so I didn't mind. Plus, I needed to feed him. Perfect...privacy and all!

Titus weighed 9 lbs 8 oz on Tuesday, and at the rate he's going, I feel quite sure he's 10 lbs now. Lord help me! :) He's such a sweet boy.

Things I love about him already:

-His goat noises and his grunting. (He's such a boy!)

-His mohawk!

-His huge lips

-His gorgeous dark blue eyes. Who knows if this will last.
-His hands and feet.

-His scream...I know this is ridiculous, but I think it's funny how impatient he gets. This sometimes results in him sucking the LIFE out of me...literally.

-The way he stares at his dad.

-How me singing "Boom Boom Pow" calmed him down immediately.

Things that scare me:

-His spitting up, or shall I saw projectile vomiting. Poor little fellow has some tummy issues. But, I knew this would happen, because Peter and I both had bad tummy issues too.

-His need to stay up in the middle of the night..

That's it. :)

Little Buddy is my new normal. It used to be Charlie. I try to give her all the attention she needs. She's such a sweet big sister. I am falling more in love with his little personality every day. I felt like I was in survival mode for the first two weeks and didn't really enjoy him as much as I would have liked. It's getting better and better each day. Praise the Lord.