1st month of motherhood in review

Tomorrow Trent will be 4 weeks old. How the time flies! Before I know it, he's going to be stealing my car keys, sneaking out while I'm asleep, and boozing with his buddies.

The past 4 weeks have been interesting to say the least. I didn't think I was cut out for motherhood, but I seem to have taken to it pretty easily. There's a resounding sigh of relief among my circle of friends, who also thought I wasn't cut out for motherhood. Now don't get me wrong, this doesn't change the fact that I don't like kids and I have no intention of becoming a "Kid person". I know this kid, and that's all I need to know.

Over the past month I've been puked on, pooped on, farted on, and peed on (no, not by Brian, get your minds out of the gutter!), and yet I'm un-fazed by all of this. I can change a nappy in 20 seconds flat, having puke on my clothes doesn't send me running to change anymore, and I've become quite adept at bathing a slippery, wriggling infant.

Having 8 weeks off seemed like a death sentence when I contemplated it pre-kid, but now I'm thinking that the remaining 4 weeks I have left are not long enough. My days are anything but dull and when The Kid isn't fussing, I really enjoy being around him. Yesterday I went to visit a few daycare centers. Initially, I wanted a nice grandma type to take care of him while I work, but now I'm starting to think that a more formal daycare would be better because they have a real curriculum where he will learn skills daily. In an in-home daycare, you can never really be guaranteed that he's getting the learning and stimulation he needs to be the genius I know he can be. Unfortunately, Austin's day care centers have very long waiting lists, which means that I might have to be a stay at home mum for a little longer than I anticipated.

During the past month, I've watched my husband become a wonderful father, and even better husband. I can't say that I'm all that surprised, though. One of the biggest factors in my decision to have a kid was because I knew Brian's potential to be an amazing father and I wanted to see that potential realized. He is extremely responsive to Trent's needs and has been an amazing support for me when my nerves become frayed from dealing with a screaming baby. And boy can this baby scream! It sounds like you'd imagine some kind of pre-historic bird sounds when he gets going.

Yesterday, for the first time, Trent and I went out with the jogging stroller (thanks Nana and Grandad for the jogger!). We started off walking, but I couldn't resist breaking into a little jog. We run/walked 6K in all and I felt great. My stomach is feeling much better these days and I hardly notice the pain anymore in my lower abdomen. Only 2 more weeks and I can go to the gym and resume my usual routine! yay!

Some of the cool things about Trent:
When he's hungry, he does this really cute head shake with his mouth open
He loves to cuddle
He can fart louder than his Grandad Fred
He smiles when he takes a poop
He spends hours just staring at me
He looks like a little angel when he's sleeping
He has the most awesome hair I've ever seen on a baby
When we're out in public, people fawn all over him
All of our friends love to be around him

In the past month we've seen a marked improvement in motor skills and he becomes more alert with every passing day. He's extremely strong and can already hold his head up, he's very close to being able to roll over, and you can also see the beginnings of crawling motions when he's on his tummy. He's aware of his hands now and can consciously remove his pacifier from his mouth. Though he can't put it back yet.

It's been a rough month, sleep-wise and body-wise, but on the good side, I've lost 34lbs (only 6 more to go) and like I said, life is anything but dull :-)