15 weeks + 1 day

This little boy isn't so little anymore.
He's growing like a weed.
A really chubby weed.

He's also starting to-dare I say?- sleep a little better.
I think he's going through another growth spurt.
He'll only stay up for two hours before getting cranky and tired.
Last night he slept from 12am to 7:40am.

Sometimes when this happens I wonder if I should phone the doctor.
(It's that rare of an occurrence)
But I have to say, it was wonderful beyond wonderful to get more than three consecutive hours of sleep.

Grandma O'Connor and uncle Hiram are here for the week. But we don't have any pictures to post yet.
Mostly because I have no storage space left on my ipad to take pictures.
So here's a few I haven't posted yet that are being relegated to the depths of daddy's external hard drive in a few short hours.

3 months and one week

We ventured out into the real world after three months of quarantine.
It was more or less successful.

Well...at least we managed to make it to the car before little buddy had a total meltdown.

We went to TJ Maxx so mommy could get some new pants. (Nothing pre-pregnancy is even close to fitting - everything moved to different places, I swear)

And then we went to winco (a grocery store) to stock up on some food storage.
Henry also successfully changed a wet diaper in the front seat of the car. (Not an easy feat- this child's legs move 100 miles a minute)

We are also planning Bence's baby blessing. We'll have a bunch of family coming to visit including Mommo and Uncle Hiram. Bence will finally get to meet his cousin Peter who's only two months older than him. We'll be taking lots of pictures so stay tuned!

These pictures are just a few we've taken over the last couple weeks. We finally tried on the snow suit that nana bought little buddy, but it's a wee bit big. (His arms only reach the elbows and legs!)

11 weeks

We've had an (almost) sleepless couple weeks.
Last week it was because Bence was really mad all the time.
We aren't sure why.
But for whatever reason, he screamed and cried into the wee hours of the morning almost everyday.

This week he's slept just as much(or little, rather) but now he's pretty chipper.
Again, were not sure why the sudden attitude change.
He's been waking up to eat around six in the morning full of smiles and other cute baby noises.
He just doesn't want to sleep.
Ever

But believe me, after a week of screaming, crying miserably shrill baby, I'll totally take happy, smiley sort-of-sweet baby any day.

I suppose baby Bence is just like daddy; hates wasting time, and hates wasting time by sleeping or taking naps even more!

He's starting to "play" with some of the toys he got for Christmas (in that he smiles or laughs when you use finger puppets of squeaky toys) and he responds to me smiling or making funny faces (if he's in a good mood anyway) if you try pulling a face to get him to smile and he's tired, hungry, or irritated he'll just give you a look that says he's thoroughly unimpressed. Or he'll scream. Either way works for him.

He's always always ALWAYS busy! I should have expected this from Henry's child, but when he's awake he never stops moving. I think I mentioned this before, but it makes burping him an impossible task. I'll try to hold him up over my shoulder and his little head bobs back and forth a s he tries to look around while his little arms and legs flail and grab onto anything within reach. (I.e. hair, clothes, face, etc.)

I love Tina Fey's "Mothers prayer," which in some places may be slightly inappropriate, but fitting nonetheless.

"And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord. That I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 a.m., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back.

“My mother did this for me once,” she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck.
“My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental note to call me. And she will forget.

But I will know, be because I peeped with your God eyes. Amen."

Is that appropriate or what?

Post Christmas Post

With family coming and going we haven't spent much time updating.
I did manage to take a few pictures.
But as per usual, I didn't think to take many overall.

Life in the O'Connor household has been busy.
Henry is getting ready for a new semester and so am I.
Little buddy is still gaining weight and eating well.
I think we must be near fourteen pounds by now.
His not-so-little head crushes my arm when he eats
And I keep finding that I can't stand and hold him as long as I used to- he's just dead weight.

He's also starting to smile a lot more.
If you poke his little nose
Or make funny faces
(When he's in the right mood anyway)
He'll laugh and smile.

If he's not in a good mood he'll just scream.

He loves being held and hates when we set him down.
He has some sort of extra-sensory ability to wake up from a sound sleep the minute he isn't being cuddled.
We aren't sure how this works.

Bence is also one of the busiest babies I've ever held.
When he's awake (which is most of the time) he kicks his chubby little legs and flails his arms all over the place.
It's makes burping a difficult task- he doesn't like to hold still at all.

We set him in his boppi pillow the other day (laying with his belly against it)
And he held his head up nice and straight so he could look around the living room.
Albeit, he did flop around a little bit, but he did really well on his own for a few minutes.

Bence also got to meet the rest of the family (at least on my side) during the Christmas holiday.
Aunt Callie couldn't wait to snuggle him.
She did find however, that not all babies are complacent and sweet and calm.
I tried to tell her not to take it personally that Bence would scream at the top of his lungs whenever she held him.
I told her that he does that to me on a nightly basis for hours on end.
Needless to say, she was disappointed.

We also took Bence out of the house for the first time last weekend.
We haven't quite reached the three month mark where we can break out of quarantine, but we figured it was close enough to make a trip to the grandma hotel out inn tooele.

Little man did great.

In fact, he was so exhausted from his outing that he slept from one feeding at 6pm to the next at 2 in the morning.

I told Henry that maybe we should visit grandma more often.

Anyway, here are some of the few pictures I took over the last few weeks. I think the app for my ipad will post the pictures are the beginning of this post instead of the end, but oh well! Enjoy!

These videos aren't super recent...I think they were from about a month ago.
But they are still funny.
I found them while I was cleaning out my camera role.
I forgot Henry had taken them.
Just ignore the part where Henry shows me...
I promise I haven't given up on life- even if it looks like I have....braless in a nightgown....
Bence was too funny to not post it.

P.S. (thanks for checking in. I haven't  had a whole lot of time to comment on other blogs, but I've been keeping up! Unbeknownst to you, you've probably kept me highly entertained in the wee hours of the morning while trying rock mr. Fusspot to sleep!)

For your viewing pleasure....

Motherhood is awesome. Best job ever.

'Nuff said.

Just a midweek post....

I just have some pictures to share.
Most of them taken in the wee hours of the morning.
For some reason, that's when I get the best ones!

Enjoy!

the reality of motherhood

this week has been eye-opening.

i wasn't ever naive enough to think that motherhood would always be sweet smelling babies cooing and smiling all the time...

but i wasn't quite prepared for my little man to have- (as my dad would say)-"a piss-poor attitude about life."

(a comment he made about me in a family video from yesteryear)

this was what Sunday night, Monday, Monday night, and part of Tuesday looked like:

....in other words--baby cuss words.

At first i thought it was just colic or purple crying, whatever you want to call it.

I think this is why people say first babies survive their parents and subsequent children survive their siblings...

sometime Tuesday morning I had the bright idea that Bence might just be hungry, even though he had just eaten.

Usually if he seems frantic after eating I try to give him a pacifier first since it's usually just gas (or burps) and eating more just makes things worse.

Not this time.

Turns out he was just hungry.

Really hungry.

In fact, you'd think he hadn't eaten in ages the way he was carrying on.

I had no idea that in one day he would go from eating 4 oz every  four hours to eating 6 oz every two to three hours. 

Poor little guy was just hungry!

Needless to say I feel like a terrible mother, but now little buddy is much happier.

The rest of the week he has looked like this....

....In other words...angelic.

Christmas Card Bloopers

Last night we took pictures of Little Buddy for our Christmas Cards.

We had some that turned out pretty good- and a lot that turned out...not so good.

After less than ten minutes of putting Bence in a cute little Christmas-y outfit 

(compliments of Nana)

 he had successfully spit up all over himself in three different places. 

Somehow his feet were included in the cheesy-ness.

 I also found a huge wet spot right on the appliqued Santa Face that happened to be on the butt of his pants. Turns out Mommy didn't poke certain parts down-so although his diaper was completely dry, his little pants were soaked. 

this was the reasoning behind the "nice" pictures being black and white- you can't see all the wet spots!

We thought we'd share some of the "blooper" pictures.

 This way sending Christmas cards isn't completely redundant.

He really doesn't like looking in the direction of the camera.

He also really likes to make his clothes a mess whenever we want him to look presentable. 

This was round two of trying to take pictures.

Round one followed lunchtime and a bath (both of which he made it through without disaster)

until i put his top on. 

i think there is a baby-jinx on clean clothes.

oh well!

we had fun, and Christmas cards are ordered and on their way.

(they may even be on time this year!)