Throughout my entire pregnancy and since I had Waverly, I can’t even begin to count the number of times that I have been told to “cherish each moment because they grow every day.”  And although it is hard for me to tell when gazing at my little beauty (which I do many hours of each day), I am certain that Waverly Maye is growing rather quickly just as I was told … and it isn’t only because the scale indicated it at our two week appointment.
I admittedly have spent any free time I have had over the past few weeks reading just about any newborn information I can get my hands on.  Whether it is baby blogs, message boards, or one of the several infant books I purchased at Barnes & Noble, I can’t seem to get enough advice on what is going on with my baby girl.  So although I certainly hadn’t heard of the “three week growth spurt” before giving birth to Waverly, all signs seem to point to this milestone over the past couple of days.   
Our baby girl has always been a good eater – such a good one that I truly can’t think of a time when she has turned her head to the breast.  But since the end of last week, she has pretty much wanted to live on it.  It seems as though just as I finish feeding, burping, and changing Miss Waverly Maye, she is ready to head back to my chest.  I seriously have started to feel like a dairy farm, one that is constantly open for business and will service ANYWHERE, including the parking lot at TJ Maxx or the backyard of a friend’s housewarming party. 
But I shouldn’t complain, as I do realize that this is the kind of problem that you want to have.  I would rather her treat my breasts as a all-you-can-eat buffet than not want to eat at all.  And I must admit that the feeling of her really needing me (sorry honey, but more than anyone else, at least right now) is a really good one.
Waverly Maye @ 3 Weeks In a Short Break Between Feedings …
Her cheeks her getting full. 🙂
  

Even though I don’t feel “old”, I certainly am reminded at how fast time has gone when my students laugh at my recollection of having a pager rather than a cell phone when I was in high school.  In fact, they don’t even know what a pager is.  It is pretty unbelievable to me that I grew up in a world without social media/google/iphones, as I can’t imagine my life without all three now.  (On a side note, my iphone has been my lifesaver during my late-night feeding sessions.)  So to the point, I must admit that I am rather addicted to my phone, partly so that I can visit sites such as Facebook, BabyCenter Message Boards, and my new obsession, Pinterest.
Pinterest has so many ideas that it can become rather overwhelming.  So overwhelming, actually, that I am thankful that I didn’t discover it until after my wedding – or I would have had a major panic attack over all of the ideas it comes with.  And now that I am on to MAJOR baby brain, I have spent endless hours searching baby photographs, clothes, and creative ideas on the website.  One of my favorite ideas was to track baby’s growth & progress over each month during their first year of life.  So naturally, this is the perfect place to do it.  The plan is to include a picture and brief description of baby Waverly each month until she is one year old … and then she can look back on it one day.  Here is her first report, written by her mom all for her …

Waverly Maye @ 0 Months
There are so many people who love you so much already and have been to visit you during your first month of life- you are one lucky little girl.  Everyone comments on how pretty you are … they love your chubby cheeks, full lips, button nose, and of course, Mommy’s favorite is your red hair.  You can be so sweet with your big blue eyes, and have also shown your big personality with those high-pitched screams.  Your favorite time of the day is definitely bath time with Daddy, and always enjoy breastfeeding with Mom as much as you can.  You don’t like to put your clothes on, although Mommy is hoping that changes soon because she knows you are a true fashionista at heart (you showed us with how content you were during your first trip to the mall.)  You are so strong and can already hold your head up.  We love when you smile during your sleep and shake your head back and forth when you are extra hungry.  We just love YOU so much & can’t get enough.


 

I must admit that there are only two reasons why I am sharing this experience on my blog, and they include:
A – My pediatrician, who I happen to (already) really like & respect, informed me that the best way to emotionally handle what happened was to drink a glass of wine … check … and to write it down to share with Waverly one day.
B – I have had two (uneventful) days since my “mistake.”  And now that I realize that I can overcome what happened and more specifically, can successfully leave my house with my baby girl – I am more able to talk about it.  So here goes …
My husband returned to work last week, and since being cleared to carry the car seat on my own, I have been slowly getting used to leaving the house with just Waverly and me.  I had previously packed the diaper bag and fastened my baby girl into her car seat at the end of last week, but after realizing what a large task leaving the house had become, I picked up my mom to assist in the endeavor.  But this past Monday, I was determined to take Waverly out on my own.  All didn’t go as planned …
SIDE NOTE – Waverly does NOT like her beautiful hot pink & black floral print car seat, even though it is complete with a pink elephant toy hanging from the top.  I am SURE that one day soon she will realize how lovely it is, but at this point, she cries rather loudly every time we set her in it.
So this past Monday, I walked out the front door with Waverly (crying) in her pink car seat, my Petunia Picklebottom diaper bag, and three bags with baby items to return that day.  I secured the car seat in the back seat, like my husband taught me to, set the bags down, and APPARENTLY dropped my keys in the back because moments later I realized that I had locked my sweet girl in my steamy Mazda 3.  Of course (as I would in a smoldering vehicle), she continued to scream louder & louder, and I followed suit.  Thankfully, my husband was at his work with spare keys only 10 minutes away … but as you could imagine, those 10 minutes felt more like 10 hours.  When we finally were able to rescue Waverly from the back seat and her mom’s stupidity, she was sweating and certainly upset.  We rushed her to our pediatrician, and luckily, other than a fever that quickly subsided, our daughter was back to eating normally and acting herself. 
I am thankful that (as scary as the experience was), it ended up rather uneventfully.  But that didn’t change how bad I felt for making such a stupid move before she even turned three weeks old.  The good news, however, is that I have learned my lesson and have left the house twice since, and both times have had a death grip on my keys before even thinking of closing the back seat that holds my baby girl.  And just in case of emergency (because obviously we have them), we also have a hide-a-key under that white Mazda 3.

 

While I was pregnant with sweet Waverly Maye, I must admit that I was part of a pregnancy blog online.  And when I say “part of … “, I really mean that I had the app. on my phone and would read other people’s postings in the July 2012 community group, pretty much on a daily basis.  The only two times that I posted were both dedicated to a name poll – getting unbiased opinions in order to help determine our baby girl’s future moniker.  And even though my husband certainly thought it was weird that I cared about what other expecting moms had to say, and even made the assumption that some were creepy old men posing as pregnant women, I explained that it was an avenue to read about the number one topic on my mind without bothering those around me with the constant talk of my growing belly.
So throughout the many months of my pregnancy, I definitely read some interesting topics and opinions from my fellow July 2012 moms.  And of course, some I agreed with and related to more than others.  One subject that was discussed often was when it was appropriate to take your newborn baby out of the house.  Long before I gave birth to our baby girl, I knew that I could not be locked up in the house for long.  While I looked forward to and planned to relish in the first weeks & moments with Little Miss Brickner, I have never been one to be confined to my house.  I enjoy getting dressed for the day and even have trouble during my summers from teaching when I don’t have a definite plan on a daily basis.  So, needless to say, I did not agree with the many moms who indicated that they would leave baby in the house until six months of age. 
Today, Waverly made her first trip to the grocery store.  It was the first official outing (other than the doctor’s office), for our entire family – my husband, her, and I.  She behaved perfectly, and slept the entire trip, even in the frozen food aisle when it was rather cold.  It was almost as if she knew exactly how long we needed her to stay quiet, because her baby blues opened right as we got to the check-out line. 
So with each day comes new experiences that we are tackling together, and I am confident that our lives can continue beyond the four walls of our home.  Different, yes, but even better. 🙂
 

It has now been two weeks and and two days since the birth of our Waverly Maye, and life is slowly beginning to settle into some sense of normalcy.  Our “new normal” is certainly different from our previous one, but in only this short amount of time, I can’t imagine it any other way. 
At Waverly’s two week doctor’s appointment, our pediatrician was more than happy with her progess and more specifically, her weight gain.  Our baby girl is now almost eight pounds, and thriving.  She has started to smile, can now sleep in her bassinet, and is really starting to enjoy her bath time with daddy.
And perhaps one of the biggest milestones of the week?  Waverly experienced her first trip to the mall – the first of many, many trips to come.  After two weeks and our adjustment to a new routine, we were able to pack the diaper bag, fasten the car seat, and venture to Lynnhaven Mall with Li-li and Aunt Lexie.  As always (some things never change … ), we started with H & M, and continued to Forever 21 and the MAC Cosmetics counter.  A change in our usual mall day?  Our visit to the upstairs food court was used for Waverly’s feeding time under my floral print cover – a process I am still mastering.  I am certain I will have it 100% down for a return trip soon.