Sans Sara

The Pack and I spent our first day sans Sara who had to go back to work today. There are still people whom I can call to help me, but reality is, there is no one whom I could call at 1:30 and say "gin at 2:00?" and who would be here at 1:45 with limes. Clark was in such a despair that he put himself to bed at 6:30.

So the Pack and I spent the day doing the only things we could: Wearing ourselves out with a walk (2.25 miles .75 without the cane, which in hindsight was a tad too far because I'm exhausted), working and watching The Millionaire Matchmaker. Also my dad brought Max over. We looked up all of the milestones for months 2-4 in What to Expect in the First Year to see how Max was doing. We had to look up several months because although Max is almost four months old, his adjusted age is about two months, since he spent the last nine weeks of his gestation in an incubator and not in my sister's belly. The book says Max should be able to smile if smiled at, so I smiled and said, "Max smile!" And he did! In addition to being the Cutest Baby in the World, he is obviously the smartest as well. What Max likes the best at my house, besides me, is the quilt that's hanging up waiting to be quilted that's not for him. I think that he likes to stare at it because he can't figure out why anyone would make a quilt that is not for him. Every time he looks at it I say, "I know Max, it's not for you." He also forgot that he doesn't like his swing.

By far the best part of not working is being able to spend time with this guy.