Sorry about my prolonged maternity leave from blogging. I actually went back to dance class last week, though with Claire’s help I could do that and still nurse the baby, whereas typing with one hand is a bit difficult for me. But I will soldier on for the sisterhood!
Let’s start with what I wore and confess that other than the shoes and jacket it’s still maternity clothes over here for the most part. I’ve been passing the wee hours of the morning watching a lot of dumb TLC shows on Netflix, and Stacey and Clinton (What Not to Wear) have made it clear to me that jackets are my friend, hence the suede jacket over maternity shirt and maternity khakis, with my scarf serving the dual functions of belly camouflage and “pop of color.” Bam.
Obviously I have a lot to catch up on, but since I also have to catch up on sleep, I’ll make it short…
This little guy is a month old!
The shirt is a big lie — he’s very sensitive, and it’s made for an interesting first few weeks! First there was a rapid breathing episode in the hospital that led to IV antibiotics; then two weeks of misery, mine and his, around having his upper lip and tongue lasered to fix his tight frenulum to fix his bad latch; and then there’s the ongoing tummy troubles, both gas and reflux, keeping us up and night and unhappy during the day…I won’t say he’s my toughest baby (MARGOT) but he’s no walk in the park (RUTHIE).He also happens to have lost all the hair on top of his head so he looks like a middle-aged Portuguese guy. All he needs is a sleeveless undershirt and a wife named Maria.
Love you, Petey!
P.S. Margot’s been full of one-liner’s lately, and has also watch The Wizard of Oz every day for a week. In church this morning I took Peter out of his carseat to nurse him and Margot looked over to see an empty seat with just Peter’s knit hat left inside it. She picked it up and said, “Where’s Peter! Oh no, he melted!”Thank you to the ladies at Fine Linen and Purple for hosting our favorite Sunday link-up!