It's hard to believe, but our little guy is four weeks old today. The last week has us waving good-bye to newborn bliss as we welcome in a new level of grumpiness we weren't quite ready to deal with. Thankfully, the internet says it peaks at 6-8 weeks ... so we're well on our way! To the person who invented Gripe Water ... we love you. Please invent an IV to distribute it next.
Grandparent team Charshall returned to town last night, and so we've been enjoying our time with them. We're super spoiled, as food keeps appearing and all of our non-grounded outlets have been replaced! We are also huge fans as they can always be talked into eating pizza with us which, if you know this family, is a huge favorite. Thomas is also a big fan of grandma and grandpa as they like to walk around with him, giving Jake and I a much-needed break!
Today, we took our first walk with Thomas around the block. Since he walked the route about a thousand times when we were pregnant, he settled in fairly well. It was about 45 degrees and sunny, but we still snuggled him up for the ride. Because he's still a fan of being a ball of scrunch, he didn't quite fill out his outfit, instead opting to keep his arms and legs inside the abdomen of the bear. He kept his grandpa nice and warm as the child is a molten lava baby. Kiwi was thrilled to get back out of the house as her walks, since the arrival of her brother, have been few and far between (sorry about that dog, they'll come back I promise!).
Today, we're celebrating four weeks old with said pizza, and then Jake and I are headed out to for an hour or so WITHOUT THE BABY! It will be strange as it's the first time both of us have been that far away from him since he was conceived, but he's in the good hands of his grandparents.