Sweet little Ross is already a month old! He is packing on the pounds and is close to 12lbs now. He is sleeping and feeding well, although he is the noisiest little sleeper in the house. He wriggles, squirms, and stretches and with each movement he makes a grunt, squeak, or gurgle. I have finally given in and moved his bassinet into the living room during the nighttime. Both Steve and I sleep better and I still easily wake up to his hungry squeaks during the night. He is usually still waking about every 3 hrs to eat, although he can range from 2-4hr.
Madeleine has been such a helpful girl this week and just wonderful with Ross (despite a few rough days last week, when 'No' was heard far too often and she seemed to be testing every limit). She loves examining his little fingers and toes, and fortunately seems to have lost interest in poking his eyes.
Madeleine never tires of going for walks and exploring the neighbourhood, and this week she decided to wear the baby backpack and carry her dolly. It was very cute to watch, and she wore the backpack for her entire hour-long stroll down to the beach. Between her self-invented sign language and her babbling, she manages to communicate with us fairly well. Lately we have noticed more and more words starting to come out, for example: cat, teeth, fly, shoes, and little phrases like "another one?" and "this one" and "there it is!"
While skyping with my Grandma Cordes recently, my Grandma asked if Madeleine had tried nursing her dolls yet. We said, no, she hasn't done that yet. But not more than an hour later, there she was, lifting up her shirt and putting her dolly to her chest to eat! Madeleine clearly listens to us very carefully and understands a lot! This is the pillow I sit against on the couch when I feed Ross, although I don't usually use him as a footrest.
Cuddles with Grammie...and a close-up of the little munchkin.
