One Month Old

Today Elliot is one month old. I can't believe it... it seems like just last night we were at the hospital. But, even Drew and I can see how much he has changed in the past month. His knees were so wrinkly when he was born and his little body was lean. Now he is plumping up and his little thighs are getting chubby. His eyes are also turning very blue. Yesterday morning I plopped Elliot next to me in the bed and got right in his face with the baby talk. He looked at me curiously and then gave me a big smile. That was fun! We have been taking lots of pictures because he'll never be this small again. Drew even had to buy a backup hard drive just so we wouldn't lose any of them if our computer ever craters.

Today we all needed to get out of the house, so we headed out for lunch at Doc's which is a funky indoor/outdoor restaurant on South Congress. Elliot hung out in his seat on our table while we had lunch. The place was packed and full of music and noise, but he was crashed out the whole time.

Elliot is a very sweet and easygoing baby except for about 9-11:30 at night. For some reason he is fussy during that time and has been since he was born. He is tired but won't settle and fusses and kicks his arms and legs around. We have tried to help him by establishing a bedtime routine -- walk, bath, pajamas, story, feeding, bedtime. Everything goes fine except the bedtime part. Instead of sleeping he gets fussy and kicks his arms and legs around. Tonight after an hour of trying to get him settled, I tried turning on the treadmill which is also in our bedroom. Amazingly he fell right asleep within five minutes... at 9:45pm! He has not been to sleep that early since he was born. Hopefully after a few nights of lulling him to sleep with the treadmill his little internal clock will be reset and he can fall asleep at night on his own.

Update: Easter morning... it was an early-to-bed night for our little E man last night. Drew and I watched King Kong and had some ice cream, a real treat! However, turning in early seemed to make Elliot more rested for his 3am feeding. Drew volunteered to do the night shift with the bottle so I could get some sleep, and our boy did not make it easy on him. Elliot was wide awake and didn't go back to sleep until almost 5am. Poor little guy still has his days and nights confused. From everything we have read, we are doing the right things but it just takes time for a baby's little clock to get on normal time. We are being patient. He is so cute, what can we do?