Just a few notes for my memory scrap book . . .
Week 2 Postpartum
The kids have been with Chris, grandparents, and babysitters a lot, although sticking close to the house. They were caught playing Mass in the back yard, coincidentally on Sunday.
Thomas and I took out first outing from the house on Monday to try some Cranial Sacral Therapy to help him feel better after a difficult entry into the world. I can't offer an opinion at this point, except that it was lovely to see the baby melt into peace and calm during the gentle manipulation.
|Thomas slept during his first car ride.|
Chris drove me to the appointment and then took the two littles to feed ducks while I was occupied.
|Look at Joseph's curls! He still hasn't had his first haircut.|
Thomas regained to his birth weight by seven days old . . . thanks not to my milk (lots of problems there) but to donor milk. I am thankful to tears to those mommies.
I swear, on four occasions I've seen Thomas doing what I think is smiling. It seems interactive with me and it just didn't seem like "gas." Now begins the elusive attempt to catch a photograph of an early smile, if that's what it is. Below is as close as I could capture.
|A nascent smile?|
Leaving the house on Day 8 made me come home and nap for two hours, plus feel like I could barely walk for the rest of the day.