I just lived the fastest month of my life. Exactly one month ago, I was in the hospital, having contractions, hoping they would stop, but somehow knowing in my gut that I was having a baby that night. I can’t wrap my head around the fact that this didn’t all just happen this past Friday.
Ian is doing great. Having him here is fabulous. We’ve had a few nights of him not sleeping at all, which subsequently makes me a zombie, but it’s such a fabulous problem to have.
He’s growing like crazy. His newborn clothes finally fit, and at this rate, they’re not going to fit for long. His weight was 6 pounds, 7 ounces last Tuesday, which was exactly a pound over his birth weight. He has another pediatrician appointment tomorrow, and I’m excited to see how much he’s gained. I’m confident that he’s over 7 pounds at this point.
I wish I could come up with more to say at this point, but I’m so exhausted I can hardly keep my eyes open. Last night was one of those very special nights. 🙂 We’re still having a blast with our little guy. I can’t believe he’s here and I can’t believe he’s ours. Thanks for all your well wishes.