Wedding Rings and Swaddles

The little things become big things suddenly.

My wedding ring fits again! I hadn't been able to wear it for a few months before Wyatt was born, and it just now is able to fit again. Until I put it on, I had no idea how much I missed it. Jewelry isn't a big thing for me, but a wedding ring is different. Everytime I look at it, I smile. The best gift ever. (probably the only time in our lives Cory will spend more than we agreed on too...)

Wyatt is done with the swaddle! This is more of a mixed blessing. We decided when he woke up 5 times in the night, even swaddled, that we might as well pull the plug sooner rather than later. He's too strong for blanket swaddles, and the premade velcro one was going to wear out eventually. Of course, it's made some difficult nights even worse. He appears to be through the growth spurt that started the trouble. Now, if he could learn how to go back to sleep even with arms out and flapping, we'd be golden. My patience is thin to start, and getting up 5-6 times each night is hard. Particularly when the same baby used to only be up once or twice!

It's really starting to hit me that life is made up of these little advances, losing miniscule weight in my finger, changing the baby's sleepwear. These aren't things to brag to the world about. They are just the things that make everything better.

Update: It will be probably be a few more weeks before we hear back on Wyatt's blood test.