We took the Critter to his pediatrician (who we love!) for his 2-week checkup today, and all is well. Hooray! He weighed in at an impressive (to us, at least) 8 pounds, 15.6 ounces – just 0.4 ounces shy of 9 pounds! His lowest weight in the hospital was 7 pounds even, so the little guy has already chunked up a good bit.
He’s growing and changing so much every day. I swear his nose has changed shape at least six times by now. People have asked us who we think he looks like – so far, he mostly looks like himself rather than either of us. He has enormously chubby cheeks and these fantastic forehead wrinkles. No deliberate smiles yet, but he does give us funny crooked grins while he sleeps. I got two full-on (sleeping) smiles AND what I think was a (sleeping) laugh today after a feeding.
My mom is coming to help out for about 10 days, and her plane is probably landing right about now. So many of our friends have dropped by with food and warm wishes, and it’s been terrific. We really are so grateful for what everyone has done. I feel awful because I had NO CLUE that such simple things were so helpful and appreciated when my friends have had babies in the past. We didn’t do any such thing to help out, and we now know that we’ve got a LOT of baby karma to pay back!
My recovery is coming along pretty well. Every day I feel a little stronger. We walked the Critter down to the local Labor Day parade yesterday – we caught about 10 minutes of it – and back home, which was my most strenuous exertion thus far. It was slow, slow, and I rested most of the rest of the day. My 4-week checkup is in two weeks, and I should have a better idea then of how long it will be until I can go for a walk – or even a run! – again.
Yes, I know I need to post pictures. Promise to do it soon!!!