Keira is 6 weeks today! Apparently this is supposed to be a big milestone where our lives get dramatically easier. I started writing this post a couple of days ago. At that time, I would have agreed. She had a couple of nights of amazing sleep. 6 hours at one stretch and 4 or 5 a couple of other times. I was thinking we had made it – survived the every-2-hour nighttime wakings. However, now we seem to be back in that routine.
We can attribute part of that to her massive growth spurts though. We weighed her last Monday and she was up to 10lbs 4 oz. That is 1lb 4 oz in about a week. Go little chunk!
I find myself wanting to freeze time. Every time I look at her, I notice another wrinkle that wasn’t there last time. She seems to sprout overnight and all of a sudden, the little bundle we brought home from the hospital is getting big. I want to remember everything and document it as it happens. Yet, already I forget details from the last couple of weeks. Sleep deprivation doesn’t help this matter whatsoever.
We are feeling much more confident as new parents now. A huge contributing factor to this is that my mom has been here for the last week. She’s taught Keira how to use a pacifier, which has greatly reduced our public meltdowns. It’s a great trick when we’re on transit. Crying is supposed to peak at 6 weeks, but I think we’ve gotten a bit better at reading what she wants. She still seems to be uncomfortable with gas (or “wind” as they call it here) or reflux.
We’ve spent the last couple of weeks getting out and about more. I’ve gotten immensely more confident being out of the house. And it’s been essential while Phil is at work. My mom, Keira and I have been enjoying coffee out most days and wandering London. We even ventured as far afield as Oxford Circus for a bit of shopping on Christmas Eve. My office had us over for treats and champagne on the 23rd and our neighbour upstairs invited us over for a Christmas Eve get together.
We had a very relaxed Christmas and ate pretty much all day. We took a walk through Clissold Park and were surprised to find a few of the pubs were actually open. It has been so amazing to have my mom here. She has made us feel more comfortable and given us an extra pair of hands we so desperately needed. I am starting to realize how different our first month with Baby K would have been had we been back in Vancouver.
My birthday was on the 18th. It was a very different birthday. We did manage to make it to the pub for dinner, which is an acceptable place for a baby in this neck of the woods. I also met up with my co-workers for some delicious Indian food at Tayyab’s. I still don’t exactly understand the hype and why this is supposed to be the best Indian food in London, but it is tasty and close to the office.