12 weeks

Well, I suppose it's time to catch up yet again.
Tomorrow I will be the mother of a 12 week old.
Time really does fly.

I am absolutely loving my new job :)
Especially after being woken up for the first time last night at 5 am!
I feel like I have to brag about this one night because there have been so many worse nights.
WAY worse.
I'm sure those nights are not behind me.

Some things about our little guy:
He was almost 12 lbs at his 2 month appt.
He is holding his cute little head up so strong!
He smiles when I make weird noises or when he sees me after waking up.
He has started to coo and has a small giggle.
He rolls from his tummy to his back...then gets mad.
He loves the tv...oops.

But he really loves to stare at his books!

And he stands with the help of mom or dad.

He is such a sweet little stinker.
And while I loved his close to 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep, I found I almost slept worse.  I have such a big fear of SIDS that I find myself checking on him almost every hour.  Ugh.  I wish my mind didn't work in such a way.  I'm sure my fear will fade as he progresses in age.

As far as my progress goes, it's really slow.
I think I've lost 2 lbs since I last wrote.
But I feel like I'm looking better?
Sadly, I'm losing all of my beautiful pregnancy hair.
I forgot how much I shed and I miss not having to sweep up my hair/pull it out of the drain.
I had a bit of a wake up call at the gym last night.
I really need to pay attention to my nutrition.
I have always had an issue with making sure I eat enough.
This is not something I have ever done on purpose.  I seriously think my brain has a problem with telling me I'm hungry.  I'll eat breakfast and then all of a sudden it's 4 in the afternoon and I'll realize I haven't eaten anything since.
So at the gym yesterday I ran a mile, did some KB swings, snatches, and box jump burpees.
I didn't push myself any harder than normal, but found myself just moments from hitting the floor cold.
I came home really upset with myself.
Not only because I hadn't taken care of myself that day, but because it no longer effects only me.
My nutrition directly effects Hudson too.
So from here on out, I don't care if I have to set alarms 5 times a day, I need to eat.
And I need to eat A LOT.

Next week is Christmas and I'm so excited.
We literally get to see the entire family.
Both sides.
We will be missing Aunt Micah and Uncle Jarred.
Luckily, we saw them briefly in October and will again when we visit Colorado in March!
Obviously, Hudson won't remember this Christmas but he will be spoiled just the same.

Merry Christmas everyone!