Keira and Karter, lying on the couch as he tries to fall asleep. January 25, 2016
There's one thing that's for sure when having a newborn.
Things are constantly changing. Just when I think I have him figured out one day, it doesn't apply the next. Take, for example, getting him to sleep. Most babies like to be swaddled because it mimics being in the womb. We swaddled him for the first few weeks and realized he like having his hands free. It seemed he slept better when his hands were up next to his face. So we went with that. We'd have to rock him, sing to him, sometimes for what seemed like hours at a time. As of late, we've started swaddling him tight again, with his arms down by his sides. He hates it at first, but it tends to get him to sleep faster (when he's ready to sleep, that is). The pacifier is sometimes used to calm him down, and when he's done with it, he spits it out. There are some who have shared their opinion about the use of a pacifier, but if we need to use it, we use it. So far, Karter doesn't seem to be the kind of kid that MUST have it, so we're just going with the flow.
I'm not sure if all babies are like this, but Karter wasn't hugely fond of being in his carseat (Keira was the same). He'd cry just moments into being in one (insert use of pacifier here), but once it was moving (whether we were carrying it to the car, or the car was moving) he would be fine. Shopping trips (or any trip in general) where he would be in the carseat was like a mad dash to the finish line. Get what we needed and be done. But now, it's the opposite! Just yesterday, I managed to go to work to drop off a prescription for Keira, get some light shopping done, and chat all without him waking up. And today, I got his birth certificate and stopped at the union office to turn in some paperwork, and cleaned out the car when I got home ALL with him sound asleep in his seat.
Who are you child and why must you always change the rules of the game?!
He's growing, that's for sure, and these early days are flying by. Part of me still longs for the future days of being able to play with him and where he can entertain himself, but I know the day will come where I'll hardly remember him being this small.
He's starting to smile and coo, and it's those things that melt my heart. I can hardly remember Keira being just a few weeks old, but I'm lucky enough to have another chance to soak in Karter's early moments.