Finally part of club STTN

I always knew that having a baby would mean plenty of sleepless nights. Knowing something in your head, and experiencing it, however, are two totally different things. Any of you who have had a baby know that those first few weeks are enough to completely drain you, and really put your will to live in question. Of course, I’m only kidding about that last bit, but it is DEFINITELY an incredible challenge to go day after day, and night after night, with little to no quality sleep.

I waited until I was 29 to have my first baby, but I’ve got to say, I can see one big benefit to having a baby closer to age 20 than 30. Stamina. When I was in college I used to stay up all night, and then work and go to class the next day with little problem. I guess I must be creeping dangerously close to old-ladyness now, because if I don’t get at least six or seven hours of sleep my body literally begins to shut down. Needless to say, my little non-sleeping baby had me going nuts for the first few months.

As the weeks progressed, and I noticed more and more moms on the August 2009 Babies forum that I frequent were bragging about their baby STTN (sleeping through the night), I wondered if Evan would EVER reach that point. My kid rarely went to sleep before midnight, and woke up two or three times a night for the first four months of his life. Finally, when he turned 5-months-old, something changed. We were able to get into a better routine in the evenings, and as long as he had a full belly, he would usually sleep seven or eight hours through the night.

Now that he’s six months, things are even better, and he typically goes to bed at 9:00 p.m. and wakes up between 7:00 a.m. and 9:00 a.m. Now, there are still occasions (like last night) when he is wide awake at 4:00 a.m., but those times are fewer, and I couldn’t be happier.

You really don’t realize how vital your sleep is until it is ripped from you completely, and replaced with a screaming baby. I sort of feel like throwing a party at this point; I am so grateful to be a member of club STTN–finally!

Trying to lose some weight

I gained a lot of weight when I was pregnant with Evan. I mean, A LOT of weight. To make matters worse, I was by no means skinny or in shape prior to the pregnancy. Honestly, I have just been pretty happy overall for the past couple of years, and I didn’t feel a real push or urge to lose weight. I mean, I wanted to be healthy and look good, but not enough to deprive myself of Chipotle burritos and delivered pizza.

After Evan was born, losing weight was really the last thing on my mind. I was entering into an entirely new territory, and his needs were really the only thing that I could focus on for months. Finding time to eat period was a challenge, much less to eat the right foods.

Now that Evan is 6-months-old, and we have settled into a routine (which includes sleeping through the night) I have had the time to really take a look at myself–literally. I realized that it was time to start taking some control over my health and my body, and since Weight Watchers had worked for me in the past, that would be the route I chose.

I have been following Weight Watchers, and counting my points, for five weeks now. I am not losing an extraordinary amount of weight yet, but I am losing. Each week, I am losing. I have lost 11 lbs. so far, and have really started to feel motivated about continuing toward my goal.

You could not pay me enough money to post my weight stats online for the world to read, but, I will be documenting my journey over the coming weeks, as well as posting my results.:)

Everything about you is especially fine

I read Evan this book, Snuggle Puppy, by Sandra Boynton and haven’t been able to get the words (which are a love song) out of my head.

holding

“OOO, Snuggle Puppy of mine! Everything about you is especially fine. I love what you are. I love what you do. Fuzzy little Snuggle Puppy, I love you.”

Not missing mommy & daddy one bit

To celebrate Valentine’s day, Zach and I left Evan with my parents to babysit while we went out for dinner. This was the first time we attempted to go out anywhere together alone since Evan was born, six months ago. It was nice to spend some quiet time together.

As you can tell from this video, Evan had a grand time with G’ma and G’pa while we were away!

Feeling somewhat sentimental

Every few days I get this rush of panic come over me. Have I taken enough pictures of Evan this week? Am I going to remember all of his little changes and accomplishments in the future? As much as I want to spend all night and day documenting him, I have to spend most of that time just enjoying the moment and knowing that someday the memories will probably fade. It breaks my heart in a way to see him grow so quickly, even though I look forward to all of his changes as well.

I even feel incredibly guilty for not writing here more often. Just look, my last post was titled “One Month” and now, he’s almost three months old. THREE MONTHS OLD. How is it that three months during my pregnancy seemed to last an eternity, and now it is everything I can do to just capture as much of each day as I can before another day dawns?