Here are some pictures of Barclay in his sun hat. Not the most manly of hats, but definitely cute!
So...after all my complaining about the hardships of having a fussy baby, many people told me...Wait till he's 7 weeks old, 8 weeks, 9 weeks...etc and he will be a different baby. Well folks, Barclay became a different baby at 11 weeks. I cannot believe the change in him. We have wonderful days together complete with NAPS! He doesn't fuss unless something is wrong (something I'm just now getting used to), AND I feel like I can finally get my brain around Babywise. Just today I had to do something I've NEVER had to do and which I read about a lot. I had to wake my baby up! I had to. He had slept for 2 hours and hadn't eaten for over 3 hours. Not only did I have to wake him up, I had to continually stop and wake him up to eat. This is something that I read about a lot for newborns and have just now at three months old started to experience.
I don't want to be crude, and I hate this word, but I think that the reason that he is finally not fussing is because he learned how to fart. He does it all the time now which is fine with me. And I rarely give him gripe water anymore and haven't given him the previcid for two days.
We are working on not waking up several times a night, but the day times are beautiful for me. Thank you Lord and thank you to everyone who was praying for me and encouraging me.
I know I'm probably annoying and repetitive, but I cannot get enough of Barclay's cooing and laughing! I am going to have to post a video. He's snuggly and sweet and I love his little feet...that rhymned. He's sleeping right now (for the second time today!) and that's why I'm going nuts with the blog posts.
I feel like the most blessed woman in the world to experience being a mother to this precious baby boy. I cannot stand it any longer, I'm just have to go snuggle with him!