Day 8

Camden has amazed me once again. He is the most perceptive baby I have ever met. If you hand him a toy, he grips it in between his tiny fingers and just stares at it, looking at it's different parts and feeling its shape. He does this with people too. If he's never met you before he reaches for your face and will study your features. He'll run his fingers over your nose and mouth inspecting every part of you. I know it sounds so strange to say because he is only five months old, but I swear he has the mind of a much older baby. I'm probably biased but he is the most intelligent baby I have ever met.

Camden got to visit with his cousin yesterday who is three weeks older and lives in Arizona. Unfortunately it was at a wake, but Camden adores babies. He just wants to touch them and "talk" to them. I know in the future I will have to give him some siblings, and I am definitely okay with that. On a note that is not baby related, I just started reading The Hunger Games and I am in love with it. I could have stayed up all night reading it. 

Day 7: Finally Some Sleep

I have finally found a solution to our sleeping problem. Let him sleep in his swing. He fell asleep in there around 9 and he will usually only sleep in there for an hour or two, but he slept until 2. It doesn't sound like a lot of sleep, but when you're used to sleeping in 2 hour increments, it's a lot. Camden has been constantly peeing out the sides of his diaper. He is too big for size one diapers, but too small for size two so I'm left with constant soaked pants and tons of clothes to wash.

I went and returned one of the outfits he got for Christmas because he got a duplicate of it and I couldn't help but shop a little. He needs some bigger sized clothes because after 9 months he has almost nothing. He still wears anywhere from 3 to 6 months size clothes depending on the brand and whether we're talking about pants or shirts and of course I had to get him a pair of shoes because baby shoes are my weakness. 

Day 6: Clingy

Another day, another sleepless night. Camden is still waiting for those teeth to come through, which is making him extra clingy. He wanted to be held all day long, which I usually don't mind but I couldn't get any laundry or dishes done. We practiced trying to sit up some more but as usual he is not interested at all. He just falls to the side or forward onto his belly. I think his head is just too heavy, he'll get it eventually.

During Camden's brief nap I researched car seats because in a month or two Camden is going to need a new one. I want a car seat that rear faces the longest and of course the car seat that I want is the most expensive. I also started doing research on cloth diapering because I really wants to start, but don't know much about it. We took another trip to the mall again and Camden was an angel and made friends with all the girls working at the stores, as usual. 

Day 5: Sleep Deprivation

I swear Camden has got to be the worst sleeper ever. He still wakes up every 2-3 hours at night. He slept better when he was a newborn than he does now. I tried to take a nap during the day with him, but Camden had a playmate come over, Lola. That dog makes me more tired than the baby, but at least he stays entertained during the day so I can get some laundry and stuff done. It seems like no matter how many bottles I have, I am always behind in washing. Me and Camden had a pretty  boring day, just hung around the house and played and of course took plenty of pictures...

Day 4: Unexpected Kindness

Camden napped most of the day so I decided to finish up his wood letter of his name for the room. I painted the letters green to match his room then I hot glued different sized buttons all over the letters and then took brown ribbon and tied them to the tab at the top so they would hang easier.

When my mom got home from work we went to the mall which was perfect because Camden was getting crabby (his teeth are still bothering him, or lack of teeth I guess) and he loves being walked in the stroller. I think this week I'm going to buy some sippy cups for him, the ones with the handles. When I had Camden i promised myself my child would not be one of those two year olds still sucking on a bottle and he is already trying to  hold the bottle himself but it's too wide for him to grip with his hands. I almost forgot the best part of my day. I checked the mail as I normally do everyday and took out my mail and I saw an envelope addressed to Camden. It didn't have a return address or even my address on it, it just said Camden. I opened it and it said "You're a gift from heaven. Merry Christmas -your secret santa" and it included a 100 dollar bill. I immediately started crying. It feels amazing knowing that so many people out there care about Camden. I feel so guilty sometimes because Camden doesn't have a dad and I blame myself for him not having "enough love" when that's not that case. I can't even put into words how much that meant to me, and it meant even more knowing that the person didn't want me to know who sent it. It makes me want to do something nice for a complete stranger 

Day3: Photo Shoot

I started out my day as usual washing bottles and trying to get Camden down for his nap. I'm not really one to put a baby on a schedule, I would much rather him sleep when he's tired and eat when he's hungry rather than time everything. No one knows what he needs better than his own body, right?  I finally got all of his clean clothes put away only to have another basket full of dirty ones I have to wash. I swear he goes through more outfits in one day than I go through in a month. We took a little time out from cleaning and did a little photo shoot instead 

He was not so cooperative though, he kept trying to grab the camera so I kept getting pictures with his fingers in them. His cheeks are really chapped too from the cold weather, I keep putting lotion on it every couple of hours but it just won't go away. 

Day Two: Laundry Day

Last night started out rough, Camden didn't feel good and cried for what felt like hours straight. I am really getting sick of this teething thing. This morning I was determined to get all my laundry and some chores done. I started at 9 this morning and now its 6:45 and i have one more load to do because body wash leaked all over a clean pile of Camden's clothes. Only something like that would happen to me. At least Camden was entertained all day because Lola was over. Tomorrow I'm going to hang up all of his bigger sized clothes. It's so scary looking at the 12 and 18 months sizes and thinking that in a few months he will be wearing those. It's even scarier looking at the clothes I took him home from the hospital in a thinking he used to be that tiny.

Day One

I have decided to take a new approach to my blogs, well kind of. I'm making it more of a 365, so everyday I will post a new blog.

DAY 1 (January 1)
I spent the night at my Aunt's house yesterday with my mom and Camden. My aunt was babysitting my cousin's baby who is a month younger than Camden. Watching the babies together made me realize how much Camden has changed over this past month. He is so much more aware of things and understands a lot more. He slept better than usual last night, but I think his mouth is still bothering him. I'm just waiting for that first tooth to pop through any day now. We practiced trying to sit up today, but he still can't sit up on his own. He doesn't even really try, but I guess it's normal because on average babies start sitting up at six months and he just turned five months (and let's not forget he has a huge head he has to hold up). He never stops moving, he is actually closer to crawling than he is to sitting up. He always rolls over onto his belly and gets on his hands and sticks his butt up in the air and pushes himself forward. He just doesn't know to use his knees yet, but that doesn't ever stop him from getting from one side of the room to another. I am going to have my hands full with him when he actually starts to crawl.