Today is the baby’s two-month check up. Two months! God, when the weeks became plural I was already amazed at how time flew but now the months are plural too. She’s growing so much. Every day doing something new. Learning about her hands and how to use them. Making friends with the fan and other objects that she couldn’t really see too clearly before. New faces and sounds. That smile never gets old though. She’s such a happy baby.
Even though it went totally against what we originally planned for her to be sleeping in her crib as soon as she came home from the hospital, I slept with her on my chest every night until a couple weeks ago. She didn’t do too well on her back starting in the hospital…okay, AND I just couldn’t be away from her either. We started to plan to get her used to her crib a couple weeks ago by getting her portable crib out and trying her in it one night. We only made it through half the night before taking her out because she was coughing and having trouble breathing from being sick. Then when the doctor mentioned reflux at her last appointment we decided to just put it off a bit longer and started putting her to sleep in her swing where she could be slightly inclined just in case. She’s done good in the swing but in the meantime we were still sleeping on the couch.
Even though i’d do it forever if she was comfortable this way, it’s not going to make a very good long term plan if we’re all sleeping in the living room…Unless we just want to downsize to a one room house. So last night we set up her portable crib in our bedroom and decided to give it a shot. Her little cold is winding down and she hasn’t shown any signs of bad reflux problems. It was a little tough at first and she cried for a minute but then fell asleep (Thank goodness for musical glow worms!). Her first two sleeps only lasted a couple hours each but after that she got the swing of it and after her 4 am feeding she slept until NINE O’CLOCK! What a sweet baby.
I thought for sure she’d be pissed when she woke up and hadn’t eaten for nearly five hours but she was just as happy as can be and looked pretty well rested. I know daddy sure was happy to be back in his bed. And I’ll admit, my neck sure feels a bit better too. 🙂
So we’ve graduated slowly but we’re getting there. I’m definitely not ready to try having her in a totally different room yet. Baby steps. Time flies too fast and before you know it they’re grown. We’ll get there at some point before she’s a teenager I know. But for now while she likes to be close too I’m going to make the most of it and enjoy every minute of it.