Third Person: Three Months

Little Boo has had a busy last few weeks. He got to meet all of his buddies from across the upper Midwest, he had his first week of daycare, and he hit the three month mark!

Matt took last week off so I could get back to work without worrying about work and daycare. What a dad! So now we're one week into daycare and it seems to be going really well. Matt and I l.o.v.e. their school and teachers, and it's pretty easy to feel confident that our precious babes are in terrific hands. He gets lots of snuggles and affection. The challenge we've been met with is sleeping. He was getting thiiiiiiiiiiis close to having something resembling a routine, which the 6 a.m. wake up call and other kids at daycare have shattered. This has translated to a solid week of restless and unpredictable sleep and a very, very tired mama. Last night was easily the worst night he's had to date, including those first few precarious nights in the hospital. This is why there should be two parents - 45 minutes of consecutive sleep is better than zero and when we collectively stumble downstairs it's nice for one person to watch the kids while the other makes a mega coffee run.

Sleeping challenges aside, Lukas's cool and relaxed attitude has made his transition to daycare a pretty smooth one. He's absolutely full of smiles and goofy grins these days, and we've heard a few laughs out of his big baby belly. There's no trip to the pediatrician at three months so we're not sure what he weighs but I'm going out on a limb and suggesting that he's not starving. I remember holding his tiny little head in my hands when I fed him in the hospital which now feels more like a giant softball. He's started to notify us that he's hungry or tired not by crying or fussing, but bellowing. Just long, loud, extended "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"s. Once he gets to bellowing he also refuses to bend at the waist. This can be a challenge when I'm trying to get ready to nurse him and instead of cradling a little baby I'm palming a brick. His eyes have cleared up but his skin continues to be a moving target. While the skin is super dry, the creases between those fat rolls have been really chapped and overly moist the last couple of days. So before I dip him in Aquaphor I've been taking a hair dryer to the backs of his legs to dry out the chub. It's a process, let me tell you. But hopefully we'll continue to improve and be issue-free in the next few weeks.

Here are shots of the three month old (actually taken a week ago when we were all home, Matt and Lukas on Daddy daycare, and me and G with strep. What am I, 8? She was running around like a maniac and I was like death warmed up. I don't recommend it). We are so lucky to have this chubby little dude in our family!