Life With Three Boys
It's hard to believe that Hubby and I are the parents of three boys. Baby Brother is eighteen days old today and as always, I cannot believe it has been that long since I woke up at 5:50 AM and as I was getting out of bed, my water broke, and we headed to the hospital. It was a quick and easy labor and delivery, which I felt I was due after long and difficult labors with the other two, ha!
Lots of people have asked "is he a good baby?" to which I reply "as good as a newborn can get, I guess." What a difficult question! I think he's perfect and the only babies I have to compare him to are his brothers, which were about the same. The Captain was probably a lot more "difficult" in the first few days but that was due to feeding issues and us just being new parents. It happens. It wasn't his fault. I think all three of my sons were "good babies" but if they weren't "good," then it wouldn't be their fault. I dunno!
Baby Brother (that's the best nickname I could come up with, yes!) is a grunter, however. He grunts in his sleep. He grunts to get out of his swaddle. He grunts when he's not swaddled. I know newborns make a lot of weird noises and that's normal, but it is a bit difficult sleeping with his grunting going on two feet away from me. At least he sleeps well, so far. I always say that my boys starting waking up more and getting tricky with their sleeping habits at about 6 weeks, so I am enjoying the time before we hit that mark! 🙂
The Captain and D are still blissfully in love with their little brother. The Captain asks to hold him about 10 times a day and will sit and hold him, look at him, and smell his little head for about 5 minutes at a time. D loves to hold him, as well, but his max is about 20 seconds before he says "I'm done." or "he's fussy! he's fussy!" But, D is the master of the paci, or "meh" as D always called it. He gently puts the paci in Baby's mouth and instructs his brother to take it. It's pretty precious. D is still in love with his "mehs" even though he turns three next week, yes. It's a special bond the brothers have, I suppose.
We haven't been out too much, with the ice storm and cold weather, but we have made it to Target once as a family and church a few times. Baby Brother has done well and Mommy hasn't lost her mind yet, so I guess we are doing okay!
Thank you for all of your well wishes and congratulations! Thanks for bearing with me as I post the bare minimum so I can enjoy time with our three amazing sons!
