SO many things to write about since last posting.
Zach is doing quite
well. My last post was just before his one month check up. At that point he was
9 pounds and some change. The only specifics I remember from the visit are that
his weight was in the 50th percentile; height in the 75th
and head in the 95th. I was initially worried about his weight…since
Xander was such a chunker, I was convinced Zach would be too. But the doctor
reminded me that at as long as he’s got that nice roll on his thigh, he’s
probably juuussst fine. However, we did discover at that visit that even though
I was producing significantly more milk than I ever did with Xander, it still
wasn’t quite enough to fully feed Zach. So I started supplementing with formula
after this.
In April, I had both boys at home with me for a week. Long
story, but basically Xander was transitioning between daycares and hung out
with me and Zach for a few days. I was shocked at how well I handled it! I
think the thought of it was scarier than the actuality of it. I just kept
telling myself, “Allison, people choose to do this day after day; get over
yourself.” And I did.
We had our first big family outing in the minivan – to a
family reunion in South Carolina. Both boys slept the majority of the 3-hour
trip there, so we had no complaints. Xander slept about half of the way back
and only got completely ornery with about 30 minutes left to go.
We kinda skimmed over Easter this year for the boys. We
figured giving ourselves one more year of parental freedom from holiday
creatures would be good for us. Xander did participate (sorta) in an Easter egg
hunt at our friends’ church, which I think he enjoyed.
In May, we had visitors from Detroit who spoiled both boys
rotten. Then Mamina arrived to carry on the spoiling of the boys for another
week. We took her to the beach to visit my mom and celebrate Mother’s Day. Zach
spent his time at the actual beach in his car seat, but I’m sure he had a
blast. Xander, of course dove right into the ocean despite the freezing
temperature of the water.
I went back to work May 19. It was significantly easier to
head back this time around. Because I already knew Zach’s care takers quite
well, I had no fears or worries about him throughout the day. Then, my team at
work threw me a party and made me go home early on Monday, so I was able to
ease in gently.
Don’t get me wrong – I have moments here and there where I
start dreaming about what I’d be doing with the boys right now if I weren’t
working. But then I realize the fun of the activity I’m thinking I could be
doing with the boys right this second would last one hour max and then I’d miss
my coworkers and the work I do!
