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3 month Bug

We've made it, folks!  Bug officially hit her 3 month mark yesterday!  



A wise lady once told me that every 3 months, I'll feel relieved and she was right.  Bug if officially sleeping anywhere from 7-10 hours every night.  Now, that doesn't mean she has a wake up call.  It just means that from the time we put her to bed, she will sleep 7-10 hours.  We have already made the mistake of putting her to bed too early and her wake up call was 4a.m.  (Our bad!)  We've learned our lesson and now know that we must "put her to bed" anywhere from 8:30p.m.-9p.m.  That way, Mommy and Daddy can catch some "zzzzz's" too.  :)

Today, I'm back at work (and currently delaying opening 427 emails), to give you an update on Bug.  Last week, I (emotionally) prepared myself for my return to work by crying it all out.  (Sometimes there is just no other way to do it.)  Last night, I slept next to Bug's crib, listening to her breathe.  My only thought was that I would not be the first person she sees every morning.  (I changed my work schedule so I could go in earlier and leave earlier.  So I knew I wouldn't be there for the best part of Bug's day- morning time.)  I knew this day would come, but it came so quickly and with a little guilt of leaving my baby behind.  The adjustment will be hard for both Bug and myself, but I know it has to happen.  Wyatt's mom flew in on Friday morning.  She'll be taking care of Bug for two weeks while Wyatt and I are at work.  After that, Daddy begins his leave.  This weekend was our transition phase, where Grandma did all the feedings, so Bug would get used to having someone other than Mommy feed her.  It was a weekend of tears (for both Bug and myself!).  Every time Grandma fed her, I walked into another room to cry.  It just broke my heart to hear her cry and not take a bottle from someone else.  Now that Bug is 3 months old, she's begun to "recognize" people and she's now begun to process that there is someone new in the house who will be caring for her.  However, she's not processing this without A LOT of protest.  Like Grandma says, Bug "sure has some lungs" on her.  (What can I say?  She is my daughter.)


When I woke up this morning, Bug gave me a happy surprise and woke up before I left for work.  I did get to see her wake up after all.  I wouldn't want to miss those morning smiles and giggles!  

Seriously, who would want to leave this face behind?!?!?!
 

We sang a few songs...
 

...and Mommy cried and Bug is sad.  :*(

When I got to work, I was pleasantly surprised to see a picture of Bug on my computer, a jar full of Twix bars (which I LOVED during pregnancy), and all my colored sharpies right where I left them.  :)  Now that I've called home once to check in on Bug, I think I'm ready to face my first day back at work. 


We're wishing Grandma lots of luck today with Bug and so thankful for making yet another trip from Oregon to help us out.  We're so lucky!  I'm looking forward to coming home earlier from work now that I've changed my schedule.  That way, I can have some Mommy and Bug bonding time before bed. :)

p.s.

Today is our 2 year wedding anniversary.  I feel so lucky to have an amazing husband, who's turned out to be an amazing dad.  Thank you, babe...for taking such good care of us!

God Bless,
Kat

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