Jackson is officially a month old. My days are filled with diapers, feedings, and not sleeping. It's exhausting, wonderful, and he is such a blessing.
Fan sound when he's going to sleep
Being swaddled...once he's wrapped up
Being sung to
Walks in the stroller
Getting his hair combed after a bath
Having his diaper/clothes changed
The process of getting swaddled
Getting his picture taken (sorry, kid)
Since we've been home from the hospital he has been sleeping in the rock and play in our room. Between having to wake him up for feedings at night and me not being able to bend down and lift him after surgery, it was easier to have him right there. This week though he has taken a couple of naps in his crib. He looks so tiny in it!
After much frustration, pain, and tears I've decided to switch from breastfeeding to formula. It was a hard decision for me but ultimately what I think is best for us. He has only had a couple of formula bottles so far but it seems to be going well.
Our neurosurgeon appointment is this week. A long car ride, another strange new place, and an MRI...it's going to be quite a day.