If you've been stung by a jelly fish....

Then you should come over to our apartment and change Jacob's diaper-I could promise instant healing...well according to friends....

jellyfish episode

I went to change jacob this morning and got peed on 3 times. As a new parent you start to gain this sixth sense of when it's going to happen. Usually I'm starting to open his diaper and I have the thought..."huh...he hasn't peed on me in awhile..." and then I pause after opening the diaper almost waiting for said thing to happen and just as I go "phew" and reach for the new diaper it happens. Of course if I'm quick enough I either throw the old diaper over it or if that's not an option I lift his legs so it goes all over him and not me.... What? It's much easier to wipe off a baby with a few wipes than have to change my outfit for the upteenth time....yeah that's about when he starts to get mad...but I figure, if he doesn't like it he'll learn not to do it right? haha
Anywho, the spray clears/stops and I move the old diaper and it does it again. The process then repeated itself a third time. Normally if it's THAT (3X) bad and code is home that's about the time I walk away and say, your turn, but sadly code was already gone this morning so I had to swallow my frustration and clean/change the lil potlicker... (I don't know, I picked it up from code so you'll have to ask him).

Other than the moments when my little boy imitates a sprinkler system, it's been pretty fun to have him around. Though I miss being able to sit and ponder and put a lot of thought into blogging/journaling etc (as we speak I'm typing as fast as I can to get done before he wakes up) it's still one of the most rewarding things I've done in life-being his mom. Looking back at the first few weeks of life and how scared-out-of-my-mind I was, and feeling so overwhelmed with all of the new responsibility-especially with breastfeeding...knowing that it was all on me, that code couldn't help bare the burden of making sure he was getting enough etc. It's hard to believe that I ever felt that way now. Even though it def puts a cramp in my ability to be spontaneous/ gone from him for long periods of time, now I look forward to our feedings. A few weeks ago I was just watching him during one of his feedings and was struck by how little and perfect he was. All the sudden it was like the image of looking down at his lil chubby cheeks working away, and all the feelings of love that I have for him created this mental picture that I know I'll always be able to recall...like a mental carbon copy. I'll have to go to that happy place in the future when he's trying my patience as a teenager and remember that there's still that sweet little boy in there somewhere :)

As far as developments and new tricks go. He's definitely starting to socially smile back at us. I've tried to film it in vane but we'll get there I'm sure-he still gets distracted by the camera in his face. He was doing great at tummy time/lifting his head etc but then I got lazy and forgot to do it every day and in the mean time his head has gotten a lot bigger so now we've regressed a lil but I'm determined to give him tummy time 2-3 times a day. He can hold his head up on his own when we hold him and look around great/just doesn't like doing it from the tummy, so we're working on that :)


I can't wait for monday-his 2 month check up! Well, ok, let's be honest-I can't wait to see how much he's grown and what his percentiles are etc but I am NOT looking forward to the shots and the awful mood he's most likely going to be in afterwards. Any words of advice on dealing with that seasoned moms?