Shokufeh is... home

A new phase

Today, we finally had MrMan's 12-month pediatrician visit. He is right where he should be, it seems, in terms of height, weight, and head circumference. He handled the shots (we got one of three flu shots left from last week's delivery - score!) better than he did the indignity of having to lie on his back for part of the exam. I'm sure he wouldn't have cried as much about the shots if he'd been allowed to sit up for them.

Now, he is asleep with Sam. Yes, it's true, I never carried through with transitioning him out of our bed. But now we're really ready, as our backs would probably feel better if we had a little more space, and if I weren't contorting to feed him to avoid changing the side I'm lying on. So, we're phasing in the changes in getting him to sleep on his own. First: making him a little less reliant on me in getting to sleep. Eventually ((fingers crossed)): asleep in his own wee bed, the same one my mother built for me 30+ years ago.

Unrelated: Thanks to Sam's tinkering with my laptop (it was my MacBook that was having the issue, not the other stuff), I am once again connected. Yay!