here james and i are on the sofa. i am nursing him as i seem to be doing most of the day. so i am typing this post with one hand; forgive the typos. he is growing more lengthwise than widthwise, but he is gaining weight so we are happy. he is a healthy boy.
james and i survived his first vaccinations when he turned 8 weeks old. he screamed properly when stuck, but was fine within a minute. i was sad for him. we are participating in a vaccination study (voluntarily) and we were randomly assigned the control group. for the week after the vaccines are given we have to fill in a card with his temperature & other observations.
james smiles now at us and his toys. his smiling face is the most beautiful sight i have ever seen. he has good head control and is a strong baby. he sleeps well, though he wakes twice to feed at night.
i went for a swim tonight and look forward to taking him to swimming classes next spring.
i must echo Andrew's thoughts on the experience of james' birth and his existence. james is making a kinder gentler and more patient person of me. through my sleep-deprived haze i see only the best most wonderful baby boy in the world and count myself lucky to be his mother.
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