Wow, time flies. I can't believe that Matthew is already a week old.
Here are some new photos.
We still can't get over how tiny he is. He is sleeping a lot, and I am constantly feeding and changing diapers. Matthew likes to poop in a nice clean diaper. As soon as I change a wet diaper he poops. His poops are very loud and forceful, we call him "Thunder Pants". Dylan was the same way when he was an infant.
We aren't sure if Charlie is adjusting well to the new baby or me being at home. She is constantly pacing all day. Also, she has taken to digging in the trash cans for the baby's soiled diapers and tearing them up all over the backyard and living room. UGH!
Dylan has become attached to the baby's crib. He wants to lay in there and stare at the mobile and ceiling. Funny thing is that when he was a baby we couldn't get him to sleep in that crib. Until we got him the race car bed he either slept with us or in the spare bedroom in the double sized bed (with rails).
Dylan thinks that everything is his, especially anything that belongs to the baby. He is very sweet with the baby, when I pick him up from daycare he tells everyone to back off "his" baby. He still can't remember the baby's name. He just calls him "baby". Overall, he is still adjusting to Matthew and only getting 1/2 the attention. But I am relieved that Dylan isn't aggressive towards the baby, that was my worst fear.
I have lost 20 lbs and can fit into regular jeans again. I still have about 25 lbs more to lose. I don't have much of an appetite but am trying to eat healthfully since I am nursing. Mainly I crave sugar and water. I still have difficulty getting around, my sciatic nerve pain and round ligament pain is still evident and I can't lift anything really heavy (ie Dylan).
Have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving everyone! We love you.