Little Kite Girl

I woke up rather early today, as most days…because of my beautiful baby boy and his feeding habits.  For all those who are interested, we took him for his 2 month appointment yesterday.  He weighs 12 lbs. 2 oz., and is 24 inches long.  When he was born he was 8 lbs. 11 oz. and 21 inches long.  I was pretty proud of him! The doctor also gave him some medicine for GERD.  Hopefully that makes feeding time easier.  We also switched to sensitive formula with some improvement, but I’d like him to be able to eat regular formula again.  Maybe with the medicine he can.  It was so sweet, he was fussing yesterday in the car while we waited for John to finish an appointment. I took him out of his car seat and snuggled him up to me and he fell asleep.  After a couple of minutes he opened his eyes and looked at me, broke out into a huge smile and then burrowed back down and went back to sleep.  Broke my heart wide open.  I love this little guy.

Last night I went and got my hair cut with the fabulous Kelly.  I am so sorry to be leaving her to move out east.  This time I got more of a layered bob…perhaps I’ll do it tomorrow for church and take a picture to show you.  Afterwards we stopped by a couple places then came home, made some hotwings and watched Kung Fu Panda (for the second time, there is no charge for awesomeness) with Jonathan.  Camper, once again, kept us up til about 2 or 3…I think we’re going to stay around home this evening and try to get him to bed REALLY early and take advantage of his evening napping to see if we can get him down and comfy for the night.  With the medicine keeping the acid out of his throat maybe he’ll actually stay asleep, poor kiddo.

So yes, after getting up and chillin’ with my baby (and his best friend the bookcase, he loves looking at one specific bookcase.  Often it’s the first thing he smiles at every morning) this morning I went to work out at Curves.  I have mixed feelings about Curves gym.  I like that it’s all women, I like that it’s a circuit, I enjoy that I don’t have to think about what to do or how long to do it for.  I dislike that it’s easy to cheat, and that the workout isn’t always incredibly challenging, and that they are always trying to get you to buy stuff or upgrade or…well, buy stuff.  The one out east didn’t seem to be that way, so who knows what makes the difference.  Regardless, though, it is something I can do (read: fit into my day) that will help strengthen my muscles again and help me start to lose the baby weight.  I feel so weak, it’s sad, so I’m looking forward to getting stronger.

So yes.  Now I’ve just got some paperwork to fill out (insurance stuff, passport stuff, all kinds of stuff) and John wants to go get a haircut.  So I think we’ll pack our baby up and go out for a bit.  We got Camper’s picture taken for his passport yesterday, haha.  My Mom called while we were at Costco and said, “Why are you getting him a passport?”  Well, why not?  Right?  And now all of our passports will need renewing at the same time as I’m changing my name on mine, John is renewing his, and Camper is getting one for the first time.  I guess we’ll wait 10 years for another baby so that we can keep the whole family on the same rotation.  Haha.  Somehow I don’t think that would sit right with ANY grandparents.

Here’s a cute shot of our Camper and his SECOND best friend, Bubba Bear.