Age: Three Months
Height: Since Waverly doesn’t have a doctor’s appt. until next month, she hasn’t had her height checked since two months. So … I don’t know her exact height. But if she is going at the same rate, she is about 23 inches.
Weight: Waverly was weighed last week, and she was 11 pounds & 3 ounces.
Milestones: Waverly is becoming more vocal each and every day. She has a high-pitched squeal that she uses at least daily, especially when she is extra excited. She will make direct eye contact and coo over and over all of the time, especially when she is being changed. She is so strong and can hold her head up perfectly, although she doesn’t like tummy time so she hasn’t rolled over yet. She has been kicking her legs (and staring at them)and wiggling like crazy, and in the past week has started to try to lift her head to get out of her swing! We better watch out!
Sleep: Waverly is pretty much only getting up once a night now. She has fallen into a routine of going to sleep by 8, and waking up between 2 and 3 for about thirty minutes to eat. We still are putting her in the swing to sleep since it is her favorite … although we have every intention of moving her to the crib at some point soon. (Mommy’s not too excited about that!)
Eating: Breasfeeding has been smooth and really enjoyable for a while now .. so smooth that the problem turned into one with the bottle! Since mommy went back to work this month, Waverly had to get used to a bottle for several times a day. Although it was definitely rough the first few times we tried, she is finally getting used to it and isn’t putting up as much of a fight!
Favorite moments: Waverly smiles all day long, and each times she does, it completely warms my heart. I love when she first wakes up (because I miss her when she sleeps), when we have our little talks, and definitely when we breastfeed. Specifically, I love our final, long feeding every night at about 7 pm. And since I have gone back to work this month, I love coming home to that sweet, sweet face.
Worst Moments: Waverly got sick for the first time this month. Our poor baby was stuffed up, sneezing, coughing … And she definitely got it from me as I had it the week before. We had to use the aspirator to clear her nose and she hated it! We felt so bad!
Extra Comments: Waverly Maye is so alert now, and although I don’t want her to grow up so quickly … I love how fun she gets each day. She is able to interact more, to make better eye contact, and it couldn’t make me happier. To watch her develop and grow is the most rewarding thing in the world.
Day two of my return to work was even more bearable than day one … Waverly only woke up once in the night, leaving me with more sleep, I was less nervous and a little more prepared, and I was mentally more aware that the day would go by fast and I would be home with my baby girl before I knew it.
However, there was one slight hiccup. A hiccup I have since laughed off … But that I must mention. During my second block, the time I have allotted for my pumping session, I walked down to our department office just as I did the day before. The difference? This time … I ended up walking back with milk soaked down my brand new turquoise shirt, just in time to meet & greet my brand new third block. Enough said. It’s a story I’ll share with our Waverly Maye one day.
I made it. The first day back to work after a rather long maternity leave with my first daughter is officially over. A little painful, yes … but over indeed. And hopefully, it only gets easier from here on out.
Truthfully, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. It was the hours leading up to the actual drive to work that were the worst. Like, for example, when I cried in the paper products aisle at Kroger, while searching for ziplock bags to pack my lunch. Or, the second cry later that evening while packing Waverly’s large bag of items for the following day. The final emotional moment was this morning, when I had to say good-bye to my sweet girl as she slept in her swing. But once I actually got to work, it went by so fast that I didn’t have time to continue my emotional downward spiral. While I definitely missed her precious face, I was able to get hourly updates complete with photos and descriptions (I am so thankful for the iphone). And it was actually nice to get dressed, do my hair, and be back at a job that I really do enjoy. I forgot how much I do appreciate the company of my students and teaching one of my true passions. But the best part of the day, without a doubt? Coming home to my number one passion at 2:30 this afternoon, and getting to spend the rest of the day with her. It was like Christmas in October.
Ready for my first day …new bag & lunchbox.
I love fall. I always have. I adore wearing boots & jeans, sipping on a hot coffee, the changing of the leaves, and, if you live in Virginia Beach, the time when the tourists head out and leave our hometown a lot less hectic. And even though dressing up on Halloween has never been my favorite (I would rather just wear a cute outfit … Lame, I know), the sight of pumpkins & hay have always easily put me n a good mood.
So without a doubt, ever since I found out that I had a Brickner-to-be in my belly … I have looked forward to sharing the joys of the fall season with my baby. Obviously, Waverly didn’t quite understand our visit to the pumpkin patch over the weekend. In fact, she wasn’t in quite the celebatory mood I was (due to the start of her cold that we didn’t yet know about). But nevertheless, we walked her through the patch, showed her the hay & variety of pumpkins, and of course, took the. Obligatory series of pictures along the way.
As much as I’ve tried to “forget” the reality of what will come bright & early on Monday morning … It’s time to face the end of my maternity leave and start to my 2012 school year. It has been four months since I had to set my alarm clock, pack my lunch, or lay out my outfit for the next day. I haven’t heard the calls for “Mrs. Brickner,” the sound of the school bell, or had a need to take attendance. This departure from school and my normal routine has certainly been welcomed, and replaced with some major life-changes. Since June, I have desperately awaited the end of my pregnancy, welcomed my beautiful daughter, and transitioned into motherhood. It has been eventful, to say the least, and with its craziness … The thought of returning to work hasn’t been at the forefront of my mind.
But it’s here. The thought of leaving our Waverly Maye for seven hours a day, Monday – Friday, is almost unbearable. I will miss that sweet face so much that I am not sure how I will get in the car, and the thought of not being there for each feeding, smile, and possible milestone really does bring tears to my eyes. But it is inevitable, and therefore, I must look at the positives. She will be in good hands, I can come home to her by three each day, and I have the summer to look forward to. And the truth is, I do love my job and look forward to seeing the kids and to having a reason to dry my hair & put on make-up again.
So … I am prepared for a tough morning, first day, and week back (and I know I won’t be the first to experience this, as there is a section of cards dedicated for moms first day back to work at Target, a search on google, and several books on the subject). But I know it will get easier, and eventually, will be to best scenario for both of us. And no matter what, we have the summer.