It is interesting being a “stay at home mom.” I am no longer a novelty to Tabby … I am a broken record. Daddy, working at home all day just out of her reach, is forbidden fruit. He is to be preferred in all circumstances. “No, want my daddy do it!!” is the constant refrain. Not that I can complain much, especially when there's an especially lovely diaper to change. Nap time is a daily battle … mostly I do not give in and mostly she does have a nap. But there are exceptions (like today) … followed by early bedtime.
Most days we try to get out of the house for at least a while. The library … or a walk around the neighborhood. I have tackled grocery shopping with the pair twice now … it isn't easy, but it is doable. Long rounds of errands aren't too easy though and really wear me out.
Ben is getting so much more baby-like every day. He holds his head up pretty consistently (can use the Bumbo pretty well) and is more alert and interested in this or that. His smiles are still rare, but very sweet. He loves to be cuddled. He remains the very hungry caterpillar and I am pressing on with the pumping/nursing routine for as long as I can hold out. He has definitely grown though, and now weighs around 10.5 lbs. He has grown out of most of his newborn clothes and is filling the 0-3s and some 3-6s very nicely.
I have my 6 week OB checkup tomorrow and I am excited to be cleared for normal activity … though I have already tried running and I currently suck at it. I know it will improve, but I must admit to being a bit bummed. I have no idea what I thought would be going on six week into this “mom of two” gig, but I am pretty happy with the status quo.