The car seat is the key

I have to say, I'm pleasantly surprised and happy that sleeping in the car seat seems to really be working for Finn. Last night he had a tough night, but before that, he was getting up only ONCE a night (compared to every 15-20 minutes)! I can't believe it. Keep in mind, we put him to bed late and he is up ready to eat between 6 and 7am usually, so it isn't 12 hours or anything but still! I'll take it. I think that is pretty good for a 4 week old...which he will be tomorrow for his adjusted age.

I brought the monitor in for a download today. Because of Finn's adjusted age, they changed his low heart rate from 80 bps to 70 bps. Hopefully that will help reduce the number of alarms he has. The nurse will call me today or tomorrow to discuss the results. As I've said before, I'm hoping to be able to get rid of it (probably not quite yet, though), but it is such a huge security blanket, too! In our Infant Massage class yesterday a few of the moms talked about needing to check on their babies often just to make sure they are breathing and okay. I don't have to do that with the monitor, which is so nice. I'll probably be an obsessed freak once the monitor is gone, though! I was also excited at class yesterday because there was a 2 week old and I thought Finn finally wouldn't be the smallest baby there...but as it turned out, they were about exactly the same size! Oh, well.

Jim needed to get a new sport coat for all the business trips he is going on and wanted me to go with for a second opinion (which is funny because I know NOTHING about sports coats or men's business attire, really). So, we went to Ridgedale on Sunday. As it turned out, neither Finn nor I was ready for it. By the time we left, both Finn and I had pretty much lost it (I was exhausted and Finn was beyond fussy and upset). It was a good thing to try out, but all I did was worry about germs and people getting too close and Finn was not happy, so that didn't help. I think we'll have to wait a while longer before trying to transition back into the real world (heck, I knew it was too early, but I go stir crazy some times and wish I have a "normal" baby that can go places!).