I’m pretty sure I might start every note to you with: how on earth are you ___ months/years now…?
Time is FLYING. Lil’ man, you are 2 months old and I often wonder for being so little you sure seem to be in an extra big hurry to grow up. So, for my sanity, please stop.
You are so simple, yet so complex. I’m still learning how you communicate.. when are you hungry, when are you tired, when are you just wanting to be snuggled or played with. It’s still a mystery. Yet, I feel like I have known you my whole life. When you flash me that grin, it all fades away and I am undone by your cuteness.
Praise God that you are healthy. Praise God that you are here. Praise God you are happy…. Most of the time!
You are super duper loved Super Cooper.
Coopers Likes: Bath time, bedtime, snuggles, kisses, his big bro bros.
Coopers Dislikes: The car seat, waking up alone, being set down, an empty belly.
Nicknames: hungry hippo, super duper cooper, Coop, Handsome.
Height & Weight: due to circumstances, we are exclusively pumping and bottle feeding this little hungry hippo. He takes about 4.5-5oz every 3-3.5hrs. His weight is now 13lbs 12.5oz and he was 24.5” long.
- Holding his head up well — still working on tummy time and getting that head up more.
- Making lots of chatty sounds and engaging in “conversation”
- Lots of smiles…. AND LAUGHING
- Still sleeping one 4-6.5hr stretch (usually 6) and waking only to eat then sleep another 4 hours
- Enjoying his activity mat
- Starting to attempt batting at toys hanging from his activity mat
- Eating 6-7x a day.
I have never exclusively pumped for any of my kiddos. What a major learning curve it’s been. I am super thankful I produce more than enough to provide for him. However, if I had a choice, I would rather be nursing him. Each Sunday I take a moment to really evaluate if this is still the right choice for me, for him, and for our family. Pumping takes up a significant amount of time each day and it does add extra stress and extra chores and extra… well lots of things. So far I have yet to call it quits, but we’ve made lots of adjustments along the way. I am currently pumping 6x per day and I am able to achieve almost 2 full feedings per pump session, so roughly 9-10oz. *sometimes* I’ll only get about 7oz but even then, I don’t sweat it. It’s still more than enough. I hope to drop a session sometime around 3-4 months old. This will allow me a longer stretch at night to actually sleep. But for now, we’re just still trying to find some type of routine. I haven’t quite figured out how to keep 4 kiddos alive and well fed and manage the dishes and laundry and cleaning. Heck, I’m still trying to figure out how to care for myself+kids+husband. Let alone add anything else in the mix.
Lots and lots of Grace, which I tend to not give myself. Lots and lots of patience, which I tend to lack…. Lots and lots of deep breaths and mumbled prayers- which are abundant.
I’m facing the weight of raising 4 boys to be trust worthy, faithful, honorable men. And it’s been a burden on my heart. I am terrified I am so ill-equipped to do this task, yet here I am. In the thick of it. Wondering if my constant prompts and words and actions are enough… will it pay off? Will they grow up to love and respect women? Will they grow up with healthy boundaries and honor others’ boundaries? Most importantly will they grow up to follow and love Jesus with all their being? Or will they look back and only remember all the times momma bombed it and run away from Truth? How will we facilitate healthy conflict and resolution?
I know they’re watching me. I know they’re watching their Dad. It’s a lot. It’s heavy. And I know love can cover a lot… but not all of it.
Dear Jesus, I don’t wanna screw this up! Keep my heart and mind so fixated on You and this moment of intention that I strive to pursue you the most and set the examples they need for their sweet little souls.
What a beautiful gift. A beautiful, weighted gift these treasures are.