Riker and I finally made it to church this week.
9 am church is rough.
It was really rough before I had a baby.
Now it’s ridiculously rough, especially when Riker keeps me up all night.
He’s 4 weeks old now…when is he going to figure out how to sleep at night?
He wore a really cute sweater vest to church.
It says “Newborn” yet I could have fit 3 Rikers inside this sweater vest.
It was really big. The pants were enormous.
He went to church sans pants.
He’s a baby…he can get away with that.
I made TJ wear pants.
He had to wear his little mittens to church too…
(Riker, not TJ)
his fingernails grow ridiculously fast and he likes to poke his eyes.
Plus, he keeps trying to suck his thumb.
I’m trying to nip that in the bud.
But he’s smart…he can find his thumb through the mitten and still suck on it.
Oh, and this is how Riker has been spending the last couple of days:
He’s decided to act like a baby and cry whenever I’m not holding him.
If I want to accomplish anything
(such as getting dressed or eating…)
he has to go in the sling.
This is a problem…
especially at night, because he won’t stay asleep unless I’m snuggling him.
He’s spent several nights in bed with me.
This may be a bad habit, but it allows me to get a little bit of sleep so I always give in.
I’ll deal with the repercussions later, when I’m a little more rested.