Today is Foster's 2 month birthday. I can't believe how quickly the days are flying by. Unfortunately I feel like I am wishing away these sweet moments of infancy because the sooner they go by the sooner Daniel will be home. We all know that I am a strong, independent woman, but even this rock chips occasionally.
I was thinking about our situation today when I was sucked into some crappy TV. The show is "Baby's First Day." Apparently I am a cutter, because I didn't change the channel when some young thing was being taped having her baby with her husband in Navy Bootcamp. She was an emotional wreck because he was missing the birth and was going to miss the first 8 weeks. 8 weeks? Are you kidding me? Try the last 2 months of pregnancy and the first 5 months. I caught myself talking to the TV (that's what happens when you become a "stay at home" mom!). I was saying things like," you think that is bad honey? Just wait. He is in the military, what did you honestly expect? Suck it up- things will be getting much worse that this!" I am a terrible person!
Anyway, back to Foster, since it is his big day...
He was 12 lbs and 4 oz. in the 50th percentile for weight and 23 inches long which put him in the 59thpercentile for height. Everything looked great and Dr. West was even impressed with his amazing head control. Unfortunately he received many shots and came home with a slight fever. He had a rough day feeling poorly, but hopefully it will be shortlived. Could be a rough night for mom! Or maybe he will give mom a birthday present and actually sleep more than 6 hours! You can do it Foster!
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