Boxer Baby

See the cute little boy posted all over this blog?  Yes, well tread lightly!  That same boy clocked me one in the eye while nursing one morning and, wow, did it hurt.  Unfortunately, I did not notice until around noon that he REALLY clobbered me.  Mr. Jarcy insisted I go to the eye dr. and for good reason.

HE SCRATCHED AND BRUISED MY EYEBALL!  

Oh man, it just got worse over the day.  It's been a bloody mess since Friday.  Today I had to go to a follow-up visit and the Dr. said it's still pretty bad.  So I have ANOTHER follow-up visit scheduled for Thursday!  

SO WORD OF ADVICE TO NEW MOMS--WATCH THOSE LITTLE FISTS UNTIL BABY IS ABLE TO GAIN CONTROL!  I'm going to wear nursing goggles from now on.

On a positive note, the bruisin' was enough straw that broke the co-sleeping camel's back.  I am not into sleeping with a flailing infant if I can help it because I like my eyes and teeth way too much.  So fortunately Baby Jarcy has been doing really, really well sleeping solo all swaddled up again (think baby straight jacket) and laying in his pack and play crib.  (Knock on wood).  

Evening Festivities

The Boy and his father are in the above photo.  One is a night owl and one is a reformed night owl now that he's a parent and exhausted from his days.  Can you see the night owl's little peepers peering out from the blanket?  This was at 11pm and he was happy and ready for action.  As a last ditch effort we decided to drive up and down Lake Shore Drive for almost an hour in an attempt to lull the boy to sleep.  And it worked!!!  It worked so well that he slept for 4 hours after the ride still buckled into his car seat and placed next to our bed.  5 hours!  5 hours!  Mr. Jarcy and I slept for almost 4 hours continuously!  If we have to do that more often we may have to purchase a hybrid vehicle just to cut down on our carbon footprint.  

Now tonight I am completely perplexed--The Boy has been sleeping in his pack and play for almost an hour and a half.  I am not in there with them.  Instead I am out in the living room wondering what the heck I should do with myself while he sleeps.  So far I have done several things--tried on old clothes, organized my closet, stretched on the floor, etc--but of course all I can think about is my little friend.  I miss him!  Ridiculous.  I've been dying for some free time and now I'm lost without him.  

Up

See this joker?  He's a cutie, isn't he?  Yep, he is.  

Well it's 10:34pm and he's wide awake.  Almost 4 months old and wide, wide awake at night.  The books and his Dr. assure me that he should be asleep right now.  It's as if I'm doing something wrong because he's not.  That's how I feel anyway.  Well guess what?  We've tried to get him to bed at 7pm when he presents early tired signs.  And almost 4 hours later here we are with him cooing and chatting and smiling and playing.  

So enough, we've given up here.  He's not overtired like the "experts" tell me--he's simply a night owl like his mom and dad and is not tired.  

i can't stop

advanced

the boy rolled from his belly to his back today!  he's proud as are we. he's gonna be a pro athlete, a mother knows these things.  

Free Fleeting Moments

My little friend is conked out and he's not being held.  (Well he is in the picture below but that's just from the archives :-)).  This leaves me with free moments.  Hooray!  What should I do first?  Bathroom break?  Breakfast?  Pay bills?  Ah, I better just sit next to him and make sure he's breathing... and now he's up.  Moment is over-- those were some precious 4 minutes.

Baby Wearing

Don't even think about putting "The Boy" down...he will have none of it!  

So you just go with the flow!  

He's dreamypants.