
Today my Carter is two months old. (This picture is old but I love it! I'll be updating with current pictures soon.) We've had him for eight weeks and five days, and each one has been treasured. It's amazing the difference in the way you feel with your third child versus your first. Not in the love of course, I could never love either of my children more than the other, no not in the love but in the ease of self. I am so relaxed taking care of Carter. I remember with Tucker, and even some with Presley, how I would stress out when they would cry. The few minutes between them waking up, changing their diapers, and getting them fed would send my nerves through the roof as I listened to them scream. But with Carter, I'm able to just take it in stride, speak soothingly to him, and get done what needs to get done. With my third it's like I've realized I've done this all before (and not half bad, if I might add!) and I know what I'm doing. It's freed me to enjoy Carter all the more.
At two months old Carter weighs exactly 12lbs, so he has doubled his 5lb 14oz birth weight, and then some. Yesterday I put him in an outfit that says "3-6 months" and the next time I buy diapers I am bumping him up from size 1s to size 2s. He is growing so well! I can't believe my little NICU baby is doing so well. He is a great sleeper, sleeping in three to four hour cycles during the day and some five hour stretches at night. (I think if I let him cry a little more at night he may just fall back asleep...I'm thinking of trying it.) He eats really well, clearly, and he's started having a little more wake time between his naps.
Presley and Tucker are just enamored with him. Presley likes to "hold" him whenever he wakes up. She insists on sitting on the floor and we kinda put him in front of her and she'll wrap him in a hug...for about three seconds; then she's ready to move on her way! But she's gotta get her Carter-snuggle in before she's off :o) Tucker always hugs and kisses him whenever he first wakes up and is just as loving as he ever was with Baby Girl.
In two more weeks I'll go back to work and Presley and Carter will go to our fabulous babysitter. (I swear, if it couldn't be me at home with the kids, Melinda's is the absolute best place to be. I LOVE her! And she loves my kids. And her kids love my kids. I am SO blessed to have her.) I am so thankful that God allowed Carter to come as early as he did so I would be able to be at home with him that much longer. If he had come at 38 weeks as was planned I would be going back to work when he was only 8 weeks old, instead of 11 like he will be now. What a HUGE blessing. (For those of you that are wondering, yes, I could technically take maternity leave until about Thanksgiving time actually, but my Tucker Bear is starting Kindergarten in two weeks, and I just can't miss it! He's coming to school with me this year.)
We love you Carter Jackson! You are such a huge blessing to each of us.