Then and Now

I am feeling sentimental lately.  We are coming up on 2 months of our little Maxaroo's life.  2 months, how did that happen?  As I was laughing and the cute smiles and coos that he has started making I felt like I completely forgot what it was like to have a brand new tiny baby all curled into a ball with newborn clothes that drown him, puffy eyes and a sweet silent cry.

The last couple moths have flown by faster than I had ever imagined.  It felt like we just walked in the house with a new baby when in fact we are already moving into new stages and packing the newborn clothes away for the next baby boy.  Things are changing quickly

Then, it took a minute to latch on while breastfeeding.  He would lose his grip quickly and we would start the process all over again.  Feeding took an hour, sometimes longer.  Now, we can eat and burp in 20 minutes.  I know one good burp will be followed with a train of spit up and I can prepare myself for the inevitable.  He latches without much direction and eats until he is good and done.

Then, if he was crying he was hungry. There was not one cry food didn't fix.  Now, sometimes he cries when I know he is full, burped and bathroom-ed.  I chalk it up to exhaustion and orneriness.  I want to cry when I am exhausted and ornery too.  He must get that from me.

Then, his eyelashes were stubs.  For a minute I wondered if they would ever grow.  Now, they are long and gorgeous.  I swear they grow longer every day.  They are beautiful and make me jealous.

Then, his legs were skinny - no fat to be found.  Skin and bones.  Skin that cracked from growing in water and suddenly being exposed to air.   Now, he has little rolls we make sure to clean in between.  His legs are squishy and adorable. I want to eat his chunky cheeks and perfect baby skin.

Then, he had hair I could mohawk.  Hair on the top, sides and back.  Now, his hair resembles an old man comb-over.  His top hair fell out and is now growing back thick and dark like his daddy.

Then, he had beautiful eyes.  They were attracted to light and the sounds of our voices.  We didn't make eye contact much, but when he stared at the wall above my head I felt like he was looking at me.  Now, his eyes are still gorgeous.  They follow us as we move.  They light up for bright colors and he loves being outside when it is bright outside.  When we leave a room, he knows and sometimes cries until we come back.  I secretly love that part.

Then, he smiled when he was gassy.  Now, he smiles when we smile.  He smiles when we get excited and he coos when he smiles.  It makes my heart happy.

Then, if I put my face close to his when he was hungry he would suck on the tip of my nose.  Now, he still does it and its adorable, and feels really funny.

Then, he would wake up 3 times a night to eat.  I actually really love the night-time moments.  Yes, I am exhausted, but it's extra time we get together and I will never complain about that.  Now, he wakes up once between 10pm and 6am.  He is a good little sleeper and momma feels rested.

Then, his head didn't reach the top of the Ergo Baby.  When we carried him around in our front back his head was buried nice and warm inside.  Now, his head sticks past the top.  He can poke it out and look around if he would like.  Mostly he prefers to sleep though.

Then, his pants drown him and I had to roll the tops of all of them so they weren't too long.  Now, his pants fit more like capris  Good thing it's shorts season.

Now for some (a lot) of my favorite photos from the past TWO MONTHS!