Mother's Day

It is still taking us as Mom & Dad to get used to getting to places on time. Instead of getting ready to leave an hour and a half prior to, we have quickly figured out that it needs to be doubled if not more. Zachary has quickly learned how to time his feedings, soothing and meeting times, i.e. blowing it out as we are getting ready. Even though we've gone out a few times, we’ve had to start and stop to and make sure his needs are met. Once his needs are meet, he makes it worthwhile with a smile or is it a smirk knowing he’s just messing with us?
We spent the first Mother's Day at Grandma's house. Zachary was as happy as a pig in mud. Everyone wanted to hold him and he was happy to oblige them. From the moment we walked into Grandma’s house everyone had their arms out to hold him. From Great Grandma, to Grandma, to Aunt Morgan and Aunt Jenn, to Uncle Mario and Aunt Leslie held Zachary is it "Zacharone" Aunt Leslie? Cailin wasn't too sure about Zachary and every time he was near, she just stared and to say, "Hey who's this kid? I'm the baby around here, not you, you little pip squeak." Caden held him too, even though when he slept, Caden kept prying his eyes open to see what they looked like. Ha! He proceeded for the entire five hours we were there to be held and sleep his day away. Everyone commented on what a good boy he was and didn’t make a peep, except for when he was hungry or needed his diaper changed. When the day was done and we got home is when Zachary woke up and began his day. He was up from 9-11:30 and then at 1, 3 and 4:30 and with no regard for Dad needing to get up at 6 to go back to work for the first time since Zachary came into this world. Oh well such is life with a newborn.

Doctor's visit

Zachary had his second doctor's visit yesterday. This trip went much better than the last as we made it on time and no "blowing it out" incidents. Zach has gained all of his weight back and then some. He now weighs 7pds. 6oz. and as the Doc said to us, he's a healthy baby boy. On the way home however, he wasn't happy and tired from being poked by the doc. Such a tough life for a two week old. We tried to go to Babies R Us, but he wasn't having it, so Dad had go in all by himself and pick up some essentials while Mom calmed him down. When we got home, he slept like a champ, but once he awoke, he was up from 4:30 til 10, needless to say not only was he tired and unable to go to sleep, we were tired from trying to settle him down. Ahh yes, you could say this was our first, "Pull your hair out moment." No matter what we did, he wasn't having it. He would doze off for a few minutes and then eyes wide open, saying to us, just kidding!!! Eventually he fell asleep and we did too. Thankfully we all slept well last night.