My baby boy is three months old today. I love him so much. I can hardly believe it's been a quarter of a year since he was born.
I remember every day of my last trimester being a nightmare. It dragged on and on. In my last month of pregnancy, I googled "how to induce labour" every day and tried all sorts of things. I drank raspberry leaf tea, bounced on an exercise ball, walked everywhere and he wouldn't budge. Because of my kidney stones, I was able to have him induced early since he was full term and I was in extreme discomfort.
I was induced Monday and two days of contractions later at 6:55pm on Wednesday August 25th, Mackenzie Benjamin Jacob Noel Jennings was born. He weighed 6lbs and 13 ounces. Which was pretty good considering he was almost two weeks early. He was tiny though, the only outfits that fit were for premies.
Now I have a 15 pound, roly poly three month old and all the days preceding are such a blur. Those nights in the pediatric wing for his jaundice, the endless feedings, the constant demand of his newborn screams all seem like ages ago.
Mack is changing everyday. He smiles all the time. He's always watching us and taking in everything we do. He holds his head steady and is putting more and more weight on his legs. He has strong opinions, he knows what he wants and when he wants. If he wants to nurse, he's going to nurse, no binkies or nunus will stop it.
I'm happier now than I've ever been. I regret nothing I've done in my past because if I changed anything at all, I wouldn't be able to hold my strong, sweet boy in my arms and see gorgeous eyes watching me wherever I go.
Happy Three Months little Mack. Mommy loves you more than you know.
Oh and Daddy too.
