Hello! My name is Miles David!
Miles was born on Easter Sunday, 2 days before his actual due date. He weighed in at 10 lbs, 1 oz and was 22.5 inches long. Yes, TEN POUNDS! As my doctor said, he was “10 pounds, as advertised!” He entered this world fast and furiously. I pushed for 45 minutes…every contraction coming so fast and hard that I didn’t even have time to breathe in between. My epidural didn’t work, so I felt EVERYTHING. It was the most intensely difficult, exhausting, emotional thing I’ve ever done. And it was also the most rewarding. :)
I will never forget the way I felt when I heard my sweet boy cry for the first time, or how he stopped crying the moment he heard my voice. I will never forget the love I felt for him the first time I saw him, or how my heart melted when we locked eyes for the first time. Those are the moments that you can’t even begin to understand until you experience them…now I get what all of the fuss is about. :)
He has his daddy’s eyes, my nose and chin, the most kissable cheeks you can imagine, and the sweetest little smile. Somehow, he can raise one eyebrow in the most hilarious way, even though neither Brad or I can. And sometimes, he knits his eyebrows and narrows his eyes at me and it’s an exact replica of the way his daddy has looked at me countless times before. :)
It’s been 2 months since Miles entered our lives, and it has been a complete whirlwind. We’ve fallen asleep sitting up. We’ve sang silly songs and bounced our baby around the house. We’ve been peed on, pooped on, and puked on more times than I can even count. And we’ve laughed hysterically together as all of the above happened during one diaper changing session. I’ve discovered that bath time is one of my favorite parts of the day, and I’ve found more joy in a sweet little toothless smile than I thought possible.
And I’m not the only one who’s smitten; the way Brad loves Miles takes my breath away. Sometimes I hear him whispering to Miles, or catch him snuggling with him on the couch, and I know that those are the moments I will always remember. Those are the moments that make me love him even more…something that I didn’t think was possible.
He’s such a good baby. He sleeps like a dream, sometimes sleeping 8 hour stretches at night! He rarely cries, and if he does, it’s only to alert us that he’s hungry or tired. Most of the time, he’s perfectly happy just laying and looking around. He’s a very sweet natured baby; he even gives me a small smile when I do things he doesn’t like (like washing his face). :)
Time is passing too quickly though…these past two months have flown by and though I’m trying desperately to remember every little thing, I know that things will slip through my tired “mommy-brain.” And so, I want to use my blog as a way of capturing and remembering all of the little moments in a monthly recap, much like I did in my pregnancy surveys.
So, without further ado, here’s what’s been happening in the last two months.
Age: 2 months, on the nose!
Size: As of our last doctor’s appointment, my big boy was 15 lbs 5 oz, and 25 inches long!
New developments: So much has happened in 2 months times…I can’t believe how much Miles has changed in such a short time! He’s gone from barely being able to focus his eyes, to staring at me intently. He smiles when he sees me or Brad, his gaze following us as we move around the room. He smiles constantly, his biggest smiles happening when I or Brad laugh with him. He coos and gurgles, and makes the cutest little noises. Every day is a new adventure…he’s always doing new things that amaze me!
Moment to remember: One of my favorite moments to date happened just this week when we discovered that Miles is a Neil Young fan. :) Here’s the story:When I was pregnant, Brad would play songs for our “McBaby” at night, specifically Neil Young’s “Harvest Moon.” We’d of course read that babies could hear music in the womb, and Brad felt it was important to introduce him to Neil early on. :) On the night that Miles was born, Brad insisted I get some much needed rest, and I woke up to the sounds of “Harvest Moon” playing softly in the dim lit room as both of my boys dozed. Fast forward to this week, when Brad, Miles, and I were all sitting together in bed. Miles was a bit fussy, and Brad decided to play Harvest Moon for him…the first time since that night in the hospital. And I kid you not…the moment the music started to play, Miles immediately stopped fussing and actually looked at Brad, started smiling, and continued to smile for the majority of the song. It was the sweetest moment, and one I will never forget.
Movement: Constantly! He’s not going anywhere yet, but it won’t be long!
Smiles/Laughter: Constantly! Sometimes he smiles so big that he lowers his chin and pulls his shoulders up and grins from ear to ear. IT’S THE CUTEST.
Miles likes: Riding in his car seat, going on walks, morning chats with mommy in bed, eating, bath time, and apparently, Neil Young. ;)
Miles dislikes: Having his onesie pulled over his head, wearing his sunglasses (but my gosh, they’re cute), being woken up (much like his daddy), and being kept waiting when he wants to eat (much like his mommy)!
Favorite Mommy activities: Lazy mornings in bed with mommy, drinking coffee and watching the today show. And sometimes, if Miles wakes up especially early, coming to join Mommy in bed for an early morning nap. ;)
Favorite Daddy activities: Taking naps and snuggling with Daddy, listening to Neil Young, giving “hugs.” :)
Teeth? Not yet!
Favorite place to sleep: This baby has all kinds of fun gadgets: Swings, the Mama Roo, a bouncy chair…yet he LOVES sleeping on his changing pad. He sleeps flat on his back with his arms thrown over his head. :)
Favorite toy: Miles especially likes his yellow giraffe with a little mirror on it, and his brightly colored Jacques the Peacock!
Words/Noises: He makes the sweetest coos and gurgles, especially when he’s happy. He also likes to express his displeasure with little squeals and squawks. He rarely cries, but that’s how he lets me know when he’s unhappy. ;)
Mommy’s Favorites: When he balls up on my shoulder to nap, the way he pulls his fist up to his chin when he sleeps in the “Thinking Man” pose, his big smiles, his funny faces, the way he holds my hand when he’s tired, his little laugh coos, and the way he smiles when he first sees me in the morning.
What I’ve learned: There’s no control when you have a baby this young. Everything takes longer than I expect, I’m on his schedule, and some days, my biggest accomplishment may be simply managing to shower. I’ve learned that sometimes, it’s ok to choose laughing and cooing with my baby over running the vacuum, and to stop being in such a hurry. And honestly, I’m still working on that last part. ;)
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