Time for mom jeans?

Oh that tushie, so cute! Anyway, I know it's been a while, but hey I have a baby so it's hard to make the time. I really can't believe that Elliot is already over 6 weeks old, pretty soon he'll be starting his first day of school, then being a teenager and coming home drunk, and before I know it we're driving him across the country to college. Ok, I'm getting ahead of myself, but the past two weeks have just flown by.
I'm not sure how much he weighs now but I'd guess somewhere around 13-14lbs, he's getting heavier to lift and doesn't look like a newborn anymore, he's just a real baby now. He's still not sleeping through the night though and wakes up every 2-4 hours to nurse, although generally he goes right back to sleep when he's done. Except after that first daylight morning nurse, at around 7am, after that he's pretty wide awake and that seems to be when he's his most happiest, smiliest, and talkiest (he's gooing!). I've been reading up on how to put him on a schedule so that he sleeps 12 hours a night without nursing and otherwise eats 4 times during the day at the same time each day. I know, it sounds pretty ambitious, we'll do our best. At the moment he's going through yet another growth spurt, which means he's nursing practically every hour and it's funny because he seems annoyed at his own body's involuntary impulse to consume more, when he's nursing he has this love-hate relationship with the nipple, he'll suck it in then punch my boob and spit it out, then hungrily suck again and then push against it and whimper, plus he makes all these grunting noises like a savage little critter.

The other thing that's happening with me is a major wardrobe crisis, it may or may not be obvious to people who have seen me lately but I am definitely bigger than I used to be and honestly my body has changed in ways from which there is no going back. NOT ONE of my pre-pregnancy pants fit, not one, I am jeansless! Plus most of my shirts are too small because my boobs are bigger and my waist is wider. I've never really needed to work out before, but I need to now. Even my very clueless husband says 'well, you're not faaaaat, you just need to do some exercise'. Anyway, I'm not that upset about the general size increase, I just don't like the flabby belly I still have - crunchtown here I come! Plus I'll have to buy a bunch of new clothes, especially for when it's time to go back to work, so just the having-to-spend-money-on-new-clothes thing is annoying. I guess I should look at it as an excuse to go shopping and just accept that it's all worth it for that ticket to the highly respected mom club I am now a part of.