I have been BUSY. It doesn’t feel like it, because I spend most of my time either with Noah or on the computer (working) but when I think about it, I really have been super busy. Joshua and I have been preparing for my mother’s visit (she is flying in on Friday along with my brother and stepfather!) as well as getting different odds and ends done around the apartment. I finally put a bunch of baby stuff up for sale, and we got some things up on eBay as well. Noah and I have a bunch of appointments scheduled for this week, and even though I am really looking forward to his two month well-baby visit, I feel kind of like a student who left her homework at home.

Joshua and I don’t entirely agree with our pediatrician on vaccines. We do want to vax, but not quite the same way she wants us to, and she has a knack for trying to guilt us into it. We’re firm on our position (or else we wouldn’t hold one) but I’m not looking forward to any possible argument. Hopefully she will understand when I tell her what I’ve researched and learned and just how we feel overall. Perhaps giving her our own, modified, vax schedule will mollify her a bit.

I do love how pro-breastfeeding she is though. She has had some excellent advice, even though it was stuff I knew from reading Kellymom, and she agrees with the AAP on the minimum of one year/delayed solids. That makes my job a little easier when the time comes to discuss extended nursing (I use the term discuss loosely) and makes me feel like I have somewhere to go to if we need help. Thankfully we haven’t run into many problems so far.

I’m hungry and a little tired, so I am going to go veg out on some online communities for a quick break while Noah sleeps. 5 AM - yeesh.

Now I understand why mothers usually designate laundry days, and do dishes only when absolutely necessary. I can’t find an entire free day to get the apartment clean - I’m lucky, really, if I can get a couple of hours free to make dinner or put up clothes…and that is when my husband helps. Noah doesn’t really like being left “alone” (ie: not in someone’s arms) for longer than a few minutes, and if we dare try him in his swing when he isn’t sleepy enough, we must do penance by holding him an extra half hour.

Not that I really mind, because he is the easiest baby in the world to hold when he isn’t kicking off groinal areas.

I really intended to wait to write in here until I could get Noah’s birth story posted, as I thought there was nothing more apt than having his birth story be the beginning of this blog’s own rebirth. The thing is, it is really long…longer than I could have imagined possible…so I want to write a shorter version for actually posting. And truth be told, I might not find time to do that until Noah is six months old (or I could find time today, who knows?).

He is a month old today…where does the time go? The only thing I know how to do is try to preserve every memory…and thank God that I am not doing this on my own. Joshua has been invaluable throughout labor, delivery and our short experience with parenthood.