So being that Maddox is now three months old, I have started exercising again. I usually try to get down to our clubhouse in the mornings, but sometimes it doesn't happen until early afternoon. I put Maddox in his carseat with a few toys and he usually just sits there and plays or looks at the lights or machines in fascination. Not so anymore. Apparently Maddox doesn't like exercising. He has recently decided that his carseat is boring and sitting in it for 30 minutes or longer is unacceptable! So he devised a plan to get himself out of his carseat-pooping his pants. Without fail, Maddox times his poopy diapers to Mommy's working out time. I could wait around all morning for a poopy diaper and it won't come until I hit the treadmill. Within minutes, I hear some major grunting and straining and look down to see a bright red face and a then a huge grin! How can I be mad at that!?!? I really think Heavenly Father tied the whole pooping thing to smiling so we, as mothers and fathers, would still love our babies even though we are about wipe a stinky bum and get poo all over us. Anyway, within minutes of pooping, Maddox gets fussy, my workout ends, and we trudge back to our apartment to change his diaper. You would think that after a week or so of this happening that it would occur to me to bring diapers and wipes, but it never did until just yesterday...
Jeff was changing Maddox's diaper the other day and was observing his chunkiness when I captured this look on his face. It is one of those, "What do you think you are doing Mommy!?!? I am naked! No pictures!" looks. You would think that I would be good at changing diapers now that I have changed a couple thousand by now, but I have this tendancy to sag Maddox's diapers...bad idea, as you can see from the poo all up his back and on his clothing. But isn't that the cutest little bum you've ever seen?

Maddox also really likes to nap, but ONLY if we are holding him. Seriously, within 30 minutes of me laying him down in his crib, he will wake up and that is it, but if I hold him, he will sleep for hours on end. I am trying out some white noise today to see if that helps. So far he has been in his crib for 30 minutes with the fan on...Anyway, this is a pic of me (and my shiny face) after sitting on the couch for THREE HOURS holding an exhausted baby. Did I mention that my legs were aching and I really had to go to the bathroom by the time he finally woke up? Honestly, this is the first time I have held him so he could get some rest. I finally just started to feel bad for him. He was so tired and rubbing his eyes and yawning. I really don't want him to get in the habit of me holding him while he is sleeping, but he really needs sleep. Any suggestions?