four weeks

The fourth week of homeboy's life has proven jinxing to be a real thing.

At the beginning of the week we sent Surrey to her grandparents' house for a few nights, (1) because she loves it there and (2) because us parents were itching for a little break, especially with Jeremiah going in to work a couple days. Being that Knox had been so angelic, I anticipated a bit of relaxing and of course a lot of crossing things off the to-do list. Welp, famous last words. Knox has decided to cry and scream for forty-five minutes to an hour before finally settling in for a nap - every time. Previously, we were able to just plop him down - swaddled of course - and it was lights out. Life just got a lot harder. Thankfully, he's still sleeping well between feedings at night. Dang it, jinxed again.

I've also learned the hard way that unlike his sister, being in the car seat and running errands does not lull him to sleep or keep him calm and maintained. Target was a battle ground on Monday morning. What has always been a place of comfort and competency for me became a place of distress and embarrassment. Child didn't stay asleep while in the car seat in the cart and then decided to start screaming mid-trip. I was that woman with the crying baby. Ultimately, I resorted to removing him from the car seat in the coffee aisle (how fitting) and swaying and shushing the crap out of him til he calmed down. At that point I proceeded on to checkout, pushing the loaded down cart with one hand and holding him in the other. 

If it were anyone else, I would have told them to abort mission and head straight home for sanity's sake. Oh but not me. Right next door to Target is Hobby Lobby and you better believe I chose that location because of the strategically placed retail. I had a list, after all. Idiot. Same scenario played out again. Lesson learned - never leave home without the chest carrier and let go of any and all expectations in life.

Needless to say I got back to the car sweating and exhausted and didn't get close to purchasing everything I had came for. Let the good times roll.

In other news, baby boy has had some serious diaper rash issues so Jeremiah took him to the pediatrician today. Upon arrival they noticed he still has semi-yellow eyes and a tan face (as evidenced in the picture) and sent him to get jaundice blood work. I don't even know what that means but hopefully it's all good. And hopefully he starts looking more like his family soon, instead of someone from across the border.

This photo really accentuates his large, tan head and his skinny, pale froggy legs.