Isaac had his first visit to his pediatrician today, and he's doing great. I was most concerned about his weight; I was worried that he was losing weight because...ok, there was no good reason to think that about the little chow hound. He's up an ounce since Friday, to 7lbs 5 oz.
I gave him a bath this morning. We are losing the war against neck cheese with our many-folded chubster. He finds new places to hide his dribbled milk, no matter how hard I try to sop it all up after a feeding.
The parents are tired. We're getting better at taking shifts and grabbing sleep when we can, and he's willing to sleep in the bassinet in our room now, but he still enjoys having Super Happy Fun Time in the very early morning. We are awake! Let us party! And by party I mean, let us be held and have much interaction and certainly not fall asleep. No, no sleep! I'm too cute to sleep!
