My little miss Madison is officially a month (and a half) old! I can't believe how fast time is flying by and how quickly she's growing!
Madison is a total sweetheart, and by far the most adorable baby I have ever seen, but I have to be honest, she's not exactly the textbook definition of an "easy" baby. If you checked out my previous blog post, you know that she struggles with reflux and possibly colic so my jump into motherhood has been a bit of a shocker. The first month is a complete blur of lots of laughter (because the faces this kid pulls just has me rolling all day), lots of tears (because there's nothing more damaging to a mama heart than not being able to soothe her baby), lots of screaming (by her not me), and oh so many sleepless nights. I wish I was exaggerating in saying that I have officially survived weeks on getting an average of three to four hours of sleep a night (and I'm including nap times during the day).
Already at one month (and two almost three weeks because I'm so slow to posting this ha ha) I can tell this kid has a lot of sass and a lot of spunk. Don't let that sweet, calm face fool you. If she's not comfortable or if you're doing something she doesn't like, she has absolutely no problem letting you know ha ha she grunts and makes faces and sasses you with her little hands until you find a way to make her content again. It's pretty adorable and pretty hilarious.
And after trying oh so many different things, I think I'm finally starting to figure this little lady out, learning how to make her happy which in turn makes me so happy. I don't want to jinx anything, but the last week has been so good. Keep your fingers crossed and pray for me that we keep on this path because I think if I have to endure another all night screaming episode anytime soon, I might lose my mind ha ha
(If what I'm doing continues to work, I'll write a post about it just in case anyone else is going through this same thing, and I could maybe help a little.)
I swear this kid has had a personality right from the beginning though. And she's pretty feisty which I find hilarious (well it might not be as hilarious when she's a little older) because I'm so quiet, shy, and reserved. Maybe she's exactly what I need to balance out my personality and bring me out of my shell.
She has me laughing all day with her little bits of sass. She has the cutest expressions that just make me melt all the time. I stare at her while she's sleeping because it's the cutest thing to watch her face go through ranges of emotions while she's dreaming.
And one of my favorite things she does? She grunts and works so hard to get farts out, and I'm so proud of her because she's getting really good at it! (Go ahead and add that to my list of things I never thought I'd say before becoming a mother. "Aw Madison! You're getting so good at farting! I'm so proud of you!" ha ha ha) Just last night she let out a fart so loud it made her jump. It was hilarious!
She loves her swing and will just stare at the light up mobile at the top and smile and coo at it.
She's been smiling practically since we brought her home but she's just started to smile back when me and her daddy (especially her daddy) smile at her. Melts my heart into a puddle every time.
She loves her baths and will sit there, completely content, while we pour warm water over her tummy and chest. She starts sassing us every time we take her out of the water because she likes it so much.
She hates binkies. Don't even try to give her one unless you want to make her cry.
She loves to look out the window and only likes tummy time if it's on my chest.
I think we are getting her reflux under control because I've been able to lay her flat lately for little bits of time which means she can play with her play mat (is that what those things are called?) and she loves that thing even though she doesn't quite know how to move her arms yet. She'll just wiggle about and accidentally hit the hanging toys, and then stare in amazement while they swing.
Due to her hysterical crying fits for the first portion of her life, this kid is so strong. She was starting to lift her own head by week two and now has pretty decent control over it and can hold it up for quite a while. She can lift her head up (while we are doing tummy time on my chest) and look me in the eye and turn her head somewhat smoothly to look from side to side. She also can push really well with her legs (I think I might have an early crawler on my hands) and will attempt to hold her own weight if you try to stand her up. She tries to sit up on her own whenever I try to burp her while she's sitting on my lap, and she'll fling her body back so I have to always have both my hands braced, ready to catch her at a moments notice.
She seriously gets more and more adorable all the time and her little personality is just shining through. And with each passing day she's getting a little less fussy (today she didn't even scream one time which has got to be a record) and it's such a relief. When the doctor first told us she might just have colic and that she'd grow out of it within four to six months, I almost died. Such a long time to be around that amount of stress and to go that long without decent sleep. But thank heavens I knew my baby must have a reason she was constantly crying because since I've taken all this time to try to solve the problem (instead of just enduring), I'm starting to see a light at the end of the tunnel. It used to be that Madison was doing one of three things: sleeping, eating, or crying/screaming. Now that's not the case at all. I feel like I'm finally able to enjoy being a mother and am having a blast hanging out with my new little best friend every day. It took me five weeks to figure her out, but it's been so worth it. I already feel like I've learned so much, grown so much as a person, and have gained a whole new respect for mothers. (I really deep down think we are all secretly super heroes.)
I truly think God placed her in my hands for a reason because everyone that's seen her during one of her colic episodes looks at me wide eyed horrified (including a doctor we took her to see one particularly rough evening), telling me that I've got a unique case here. Part of me thinks (or at least likes to think) that I'm the only person in the world who could handle her constant screaming and fussiness. She's taught (and is still teaching me) me huge lessons in patience and selflessness and I know she's shaping me to be a better, stronger person. I love her more than anything and there isn't anything I wouldn't do for her.
So, my darling Madison, if you're reading this someday, know that even though that first month was probably my toughest challenge I've ever had to face, I wouldn't trade it or you for anything in the entire world. I am so incredibly lucky to be your mama, and I love you more than anything baby girl. Every day is looking more and more bright, and I can't wait for our fun future together!
And I just had to throw in a little behind the scenes shot to show how her older sister Lexi is always close by keeping an eye on things ;)