Savannah Jo is TWO MONTHS old! It’s been so much fun watching her personality truly come alive over the past month. She loves to talk to us, cooing and singing in her own baby language. And the more idiotic I act when we’re “conversing” the happier she is! Just recently, we keep catching her trying to laugh.
She has officially been sleeping through the night, 8-10 hours, for the past week. HALLELUJAH! What a difference sleep makes in the life of a new mom and dad. We had one particularly rough week, when Savannah was getting gassy each night, but, now she is happy most of the time. Everyone seems to have a different nickname for her, but the favorites are: SJ, Baby Jo, and Savy Jo.
She LOVES: being held, Bath time, morning snuggles with Dad in bed, watching TV, sucking her knuckles, looking out the window, and riding in the car or stroller.
She hates: being hungry!
This month, I finally feel like I’m starting to get the hang of being a new Mom. I’ve stopped consulting the nurse hotline, google and every mom I know each time I have a question. Because, I’ve learned that every baby is different, every mom is different, and every situation is different. I’ve had to learn Savannah, and following her cues has taken so much stress and pressure away. And, I’ve realized that Jeff and I won’t always do everything right, but that’s part of our journey in parenthood. It’s helpful to remind myself that the Lord created Savannah and it is Him, not me, who is in control of her precious little life.
It’s been important to Jeff and I to still invest in our relationship, despite the demands of being new parents. We’ve been out on a few dates, and I’m always so excited to be “free” of my responsibilities for a few hours, however, about an hour into that “freedom”, I start feeling this incredible itch to have my sweet baby in my arms again. The desire I have to protect her is one of the strongest feelings I’ve ever experienced, only to be eclipsed by my love for her.
As of today, I am still nursing her, which makes me feel like a ROCK STAR! I wanted to give up multiple times, but I keep telling myself, “I can do this one more week”, and we’re still going! I never realized how difficult breast feeding could be.
What we experienced this month: going out to eat multiple times, First Fridays in the West Bottoms, shopping at the mall, IKEA, Church, and hosting “O” (German for grandmother) at our house for a few days.