Our first night without the Bug

Our Father's Day trip was really good! We went around town with Evan, tried on backpack carriers for when he's too heavy for the front carrier (which is right about now, he's 17.3 pounds already!!). He loved going around in them. We also went to eat some awesome and fierce sushi (there's no sushi place in our town), and had a good night's sleep.

The next day we went to Bab.iesRUs/To.ysRUs and bought a few toys and feeding supplies (plates, spoons, sippy cups) just to be ready for next month. Can you believe we start solids next month? I can't.

And then it was time to pick up my friend Jenny from work, and to drive to where Evan would stay for the night. Everything was fine, I was fine, the place and Jenny's family were fantastic, I knew he would be well taken care of. I had to get a few extra snuggles though, and off we went.

The drive back to our hotel was interesting. I had a feeling like I've never felt in my life. It was like leaving an arm behind. Part of me was very calm and relaxed, knowing Evan would be great. The other part was on the verge of a panic attack. Full blown panic attack. Ultimately, I kept thinking I just needed a beer, pronto!

Well, I didn't get it right away, we did an awful lot of walking before deciding on a place to eat (and drink) because Josh wanted me to decide (even though I told him I was in no mood no make decisions). But we finally got a beer, and after that I felt a lot better. I even managed to only send one text to check on him before the baseball game, and that was it. So all in all, I think I did pretty well ;)

Jenny sent me a pic of Evan giggling, so that helped. The baseball game was a lot of fun, especially since I could drink this time around (last time we went to a game, I was pregnant). The whole trip was very enjoyable. We got to stay up late, sleep in, take a shower without any hurry. Good times.

Evan didn't do so good. He slept well the first part of the night, but then he wouldn't stay asleep unless he slept in someone's arms. So our dear friends didn't sleep as well, bless their hearts.

All in all, it was a good weekend. And Josh enjoyed our time without baby, which was the ultimate goal. We're starting to think about the next trip!

Father's Day

I planned a surprise Father's Day trip for Josh and I. I had to tell him about it about 2 weeks early, but he was still surprised. And we're leaving tomorrow.

Josh has been insisting that we have some time alone, and we're going to get it, Josh's style.

We're going to Seattle for a baseball game! And a friend of mine is taking care of Evan for the night.

I've been planning this for about 6 weeks, you'd think I'd be ready to leave the Bug by now. The truth is I don't know how ready I am. I don't know how many calls I'll feel like making, and how many Josh will actually let me make before he gets cranky!

But I've done what I can: Evan will stay with someone I trust, and he'll be 20 minutes away from our hotel. So hopefully I'll enjoy our first date night, with a little help from my wonderful husband, and some alcohol...

Happy Father's Day!!

Addendum: 4 months old

I forgot a couple of things:

- Somehow I thought the 6 months clothes were still so big and didn't bring them out until a couple of weeks ago. They fit perfectly, as in he'll-be-over-those-too-soon perfectly. In fact, the onesies are already a little too small. That's why you don't really need much clothes at this stage, they'll be out of them in no time.

- That 4th month wakeful period? Oh, yeah, baby, we're there. He's definitely teething, and his sleep patterns are all over the place. Now, I know this seems like such a lame thing to complain about because I know others still wake up several times every night, but not Evan. Evan wakes up once, close to 5 am, that's it. Actually, that was it. He's had a couple of nights when he has woken up twice (::insert shocked emoticon here:: I know, I know...), and when he wakes up once, it's more around 3-4 am, so I don't get as much continuous sleep as I used to. And his naps are very rarely longer than 45 minutes now because his gums hurts (or that's my theory, feel free to bring that one down), so that means no nap for mommy. Also, he complains a lot more now when he starts eating than he ever did. I think he figured out if he cries, milk will come down without him having to suck so much to get it started, so he just barely starts sucking when he pulls away and starts crying. He does this repeatedly until he gets what he wants: let down, quick and fast. Maybe you think I'm giving him too much credit, but I think he's a clever one. He stands more sucking when he doesn't seem to be in pain, but he will still pull away and cry to get things moving.

- When he's being Mr. CrankyPants, looking outside the window to the trees calms him down. I just think that's amazing.

- He's starting to show interest in food. He will look at my plate and follow the food to my mouth with his eyes, and he has grabbed my plate a couple of times.

- He's down to one poop per day (I'm sure y'all find that fascinating!)

- I guess this one should go in the 5 month old list, but whatever. He tried to eat his toes a couple of nights ago. He's so incredibly adorable! (then again, I'm biased ;) )

Four months old

A few interesting things:

- Evan got his second round of shots last week. He did a lot better than last time. He cried just as hard at first, but daddy picked him up and he settled down. He seemed happy the rest of the day, as any other day. He weights 15 lb 3 oz, and is 25.5 inches long.

- Evan loves playing on the floor. We set up his tummy time mat, and though he doesn't play on his tummy for long, he stands it a little more every day. That is until he starts crying and screaming. Though we don't let it get that far anymore, as soon as he starts getting upset we turn him over and do something else. If we let him cry and scream, there's no more play to be had.

- He has started to try to lift his butt when he's on his tummy. It's really funny to watch. And once he sort of rolled over. He was on his tummy, lifting himself with his elbows, and suddenly he was on his back. Not sure how it happened, it just sort of did. He hasn't succeeded since.

- Evan loves sitting, though he likes standing better. We finally put him in his Bum.bo seat, and he likes it, until he just wants to stand. How do we know, you may ask? Because he pushes his butt up and straightens his legs.

- Evan has discovered his feet. Every time I change his diaper he helps me by grabbing his feet. If I didn't think there's a chance he would pee all over, I would let him stay diaper free so he can play with his feet more often. I do give him a couple of minutes to just grab his feet. I'm sure he'll figure out soon enough he can grab them anytime, not just during diaper changes.

- This is my favorite. I *think* there's a chance he's left handed. That's right, left handed (excuse while I jump up and down). He grabs things with his left hand more often than with the right, he usually doesn't need to pay as much attention to his left hand to grab something, but he usually stares at his right hand when he wants to grab something with it. He favors his left thumb, and when he's happy and excited, it's his left hand than makes it to his mouth more often.

Did you know that lefties are born, not made? I have high hopes for Evan being left handed, that would be so cool! (I'm left handed, hence my over excitement)