How on earth is it possible that my little baby is already six weeks old? How?
Thanks for all of your nice comments yesterday. I agree that it's probably a growth spurt, but when you factor in postpartum hormones into the equation, things get kind of ugly. Today was better. Actually, last night was great. I put Gene in bed around 8PM but he was fussy 20 minutes later, so I put him in the swing. I fed him and put him in his crib around 11PM, where he stayed sound asleep until 4AM. That's the longest stretch of sleep I've had since before I got pregnant.
After a wonderful night, we ran errands. Gene helped me close my checking account (no, thank you, I am not interested in paying monthly fees), get a drivers license* with my updated address, and buy cute Christmas stuff at Hobby Lobby.
This is how you get things done in the kitchen when your baby wants to be near you at all times. It was actually pretty funny. I had my phone playing Christmas music and I was singing and dancing for him. Gene would just smile and wave his arms like he was dancing with me. Cutest. Thing. Ever. The best part? I was able to wash dishes and cook dinner without dealing with a fussy baby.
Gene has been smiling more and more this week, though never when I get the camera out. This horrible, blurry picture is as close as I've been able to get so far. Don't worry, though, I'll keep trying. :0)
*The license bureau is a sketchy place and it has a really strange, dirty smell. We probably caught some horrible virus while we were there.