A 2 Month Post

There's no problem with the lungs now.

Well, about a week ago, Maia officially became a 2 month old.  I wrote last month, that time flies when you're having fun.  Such is still true; but I think our past month, with Jackie's return to work looming and all the changes that such encompassed, and our anxiousness at getting the adoption process finalized and ridding ourselves of associated fears, actually made the second month feel a little longer.  But its still a special time; a time that I hope I can keep documenting in some fashion on here and with pictures elsewhere.

Enjoying reading already.

Well, as I also wrote last month, while I don't have anything to compare our experience with Maia against, the second month has been just as great as the first, if not more so.  She has gotten more active and social, so there are more opportunities to interact with her, be it with her play gym, one-on-one face interaction to get her to smile, and having deep conversations (she prefers philosophical ones).

But apparently she's unsure about this "bread" thing.

She has continued to be just a wonderful baby at feeding and sleeping.  We've consistently upped her feeding amounts, to the point now where she gets most of what she needs during the day, and she has started to sleep almost 6 hours over night.  Obviously, only having to worry about one overnight feeding has been beneficial to our sleeping patterns.  Much of this seemed confirmed during her two month appointment this past Wednesday (which, considering it involved several shots, Jackie cleverly left me with).

I like my bottle.

  Maia, who was born at 5 pounds 14 ounces, bottomed out at 5 pounds 2 ounces, and was 6 pounds 8 ounces at her first doctor visit a month ago, has no grown to be 9 pounds 12 ounces.  She also grew another 2 inches, registering at 22 inches long/tall.  It really is something to just be able to "see" them grow in such a short period of time.

We're going where?!?!

I had been dreading the doctor appointment for awhile, because of the shots.  Not because I get queasy about shots, because I don't.  And not because I was worried extensively about Maia; she's not going to remember anyway, and its only a short time.  But, selfishly or self-consciously or both, being worried about getting her to calm down following the shots, under the judging eyes of nurses and doctors.  Thankfully, she calmed down in a fairly reasonable time afterwards, but not before forming her first two (perfect, by the way) tears.  Guess its good to know that the tear ducts work. I guess.

 The appointment was also further confirmation that light travels faster than sound.  After the first shot, you could clearly see Maia's face turn a bright, deep red before she let our her scream.   The scream doesn't stick with me; its her face.  I had no idea that a human face could turn so red, so very, very quickly.  I don't think its normal.

I can't believe it...a needle...I just can't...

Anyway, the appointment this Wednesday also represents part of the new routine for our household this week.  This was Jackie's first week back to work; Maia's first week at the sitter's; Ellie's first week back to spending days by herself; and my first week of spending Wednesdays at home.  All things considered, I think we are adjusting well.  Jackie, understandably, is much more tired; but probably just needs to find her sea legs, so to speak, over the next couple weeks of teaching.  Maia, just as she does everything, is doing perfectly (I swear, I'm not wrapped around her little fist) at the sitter, who is also great.  Ellie, well, she did try to hide under the crib yesterday morning and this morning; but she always hides before going to her room even in August following a summer of being out all the time, so its normal (for what can constitute normal for her).  And for me, well, I just have to remind myself that not every Wednesday will have as much crying and screaming as this past one; but ultimately, I am thrilled with the prospect of getting one day each week with just me and my daughter.

There are some other things from this past month I will write about at some point.  But for now, life in our little household of four continues to roll along, and I'm just trying to enjoy the moments of joy and contentness that present themselves each day.

I mean, how do you say no to that face.