EC Files: week three

We are nearing the end of week three and EC is really going well. Just when I thought it was kinda hard and contemplated just putting him in a diaper and forgetting about it things began to click.

I should say that putting him in a diaper and forgetting about it is not really even an option now because Keen doesn't like pooping in diapers.

He doesn't really even like peeing in them, but he will if he needs to.

Mostly, though, he just tells me when he has to go even if he is in a diaper and holds it until I help him.

Yesterday while I cooked and cleaned he slept in the swing and I thought it would be a terrible EC day. Me not being skin to skin would mean he wouldn't be able to tell me and we'd go through tons of prefolds.

But, no, the entire time Joe was at work we only used one prefold. And it only was peed on after 4 p.m. when I was holding him skin to skin.

It reminded me that this process is not about me training him but about him telling me.

This is baby cued not parent cued.

This is nothing I am doing but listening to my child and helping him to use a receptacle instead of a diaper.

It's incredibly simple and natural but also amazing to me.

Playtime with Nana

My mom, whose been visiting for two weeks, heads back to San Diego tomorrow. Today we headed to a nearby park to take some portraits. We were thwarted by the wind, but did get a few pictures in.

I also met some other moms that get together as a group to head to local playgrounds once a week. It's weird to be in this new mom social group, but I like it.

I Gave Birth to a Pirate

and a boxer



— with long legs and giant baby feet —



who sneezes quite regularly,



is very curious about the world,





and seems to like being photographed:



p.s. Thanks for the bouncy chair Jody! He loves it.