Jett has decided 1 am is a good bedtime and that waking up at 7:30 is good, with a nice break from sleeping around 3:30 or 4 for about an hour and a half. I don't really approve of this schedule, but I'm not sure what I can do about it. Rick and I have tried the bath/eat/rock/bed thing, but he doesn't stay asleep.
Aside from me being tired, most things are going well. Jett is super cute. We hang out together all day and really don't do much of anything. I try to take him on at least one walk a day, but sometimes between eating, cat napping and screaming there really isn't time. I do take him even if he is crying sometimes, because a walk normally puts him right to sleep, this little guy just loves moving.
Jett has had some exciting things happen to him this week. He got his social security card, his health insurance card, and Rick and I opened up a savings account for him. We're going to add a little money every month for him, and I'm excited to do it. My parents did if for me and it was a big help. And it was a good place to put all my cash from all the babysitting I did and from the money I got from my afterschool jobs.
Other adventures like going to the library have been fun too, well, more for me than for Jett. I just finished reading 1984, not my favorite book, I spent the whole time reading it being depressed but hoping for a good ending, which it isn't. Luckily I also got the Scarlet Pimpernell, which I love, so hopefully they balance out. I also got a collection of mystery short stories, I need to branch out my mystery authors, so I hope this helps.
I know I have a lot of back-blogging to do, it has been over a month since I posted, which is crazy. I want to post about my labor, time with all the grandparents here, Christmas and just other things, but I don't really feel up to it now. I think I'm gonna ease back into this whole blogging thing. Especially because Jett never wants to be put down except for about 10 minutes at a time. Even when I'm holding him just sitting or laying in my lap isn't good enough, he insists on being held, and one handed blogging is a little to much for me.
