Elliot is 8 weeks old today! It is also my last day of leave. So this week’s anniversary of his birth is bittersweet. But there is no getting out of it. We have a mortgage to pay now and mommy cannot get anymore behind in her program or she won’t graduate on time. So it goes. Elliot will be getting quite accustomed to dad’s office soon. Maybe we’ll get more posts from him about Elliot. For that matter, maybe some of Elliot’s relatives who have kindly offered to babysit would like to post. We could probably set that up! I will do what I can to post at least once a week, but I imagine my posting is going to decline somewhat.
Yesterday Elliot rolled for the first time! He was doing “Tummy Time” and was lifting his head and chest, a feat he has been performing since Memorial Day. Mommy went to get the camera and as soon as she got back (but too soon to have the camera going) his big head wobbled and he rolled towards his right! He looked surprised but pleased.
Yesterday Dolly Parton sent him his first Imagination Library book. Logan read him The Little Engine that Could and he paid pretty good attention. I thought he could!
We ordered the first new bead for my bracelet yesterday. We got a smiling crab for Elliot’s first swim since his boat has a crab on it.
Last night Elliot would not fall asleep until 11 and then was up from 2 to 3, which frustrated mommy who will need to sleep tonight for work tomorrow! He seemed like he was getting used to the swaddle, so I put him in it while awake to see if he would kick around for a bit and then go to sleep. He didn’t. Turns out the swaddle still makes him mad. But he does sleep better (or at least longer) in it. I also tried leaving his feet in while I nursed him piglet style at 2am and then quickly velcroing him up as soon as he fell asleep after eating. Didn’t work. My frustration was escalating. Then Elliot pooted (which might have been the issue all along). Logan took him to change his diaper and when he came back he put Elliot to sleep, explaining every step gently along the way. “It’s time to go to sleep buddy.” “Here is your pacifier.” “Now I am going to put you in your monkey swaddle.” “Now we are going to your bassinet to sleep.” It was magical! I had to pop that pacifier back in his mouth a couple of times but otherwise he was out. Go Logan!
