2 Months!

I can't believe my little guy is already 2 months old! It has certainly flown by--especially the maternity leave part. I have to return to work on Monday and I am not happy about it. I'd rather spend time with my own kid than with other people's. But, I do have great students and a great job that will allow me to spend a lot of time with Jack and also help provide for him, so I guess I can't complain. However, the maternity leave--where I collected paychecks and did NOTHING for them was pretty sweet! It's what Paris Hilton must feel like all the time. But I think her checks are probably larger than mine.

Anyway, I took Jack in for his 2 month check up and he is now weighing in at nearly 13 and a half pounds. And to think I was concerned about his weight loss in the hospital! He is also 23 inches long (up from 20 1/2 at birth). So I guess it is good that he is growing in both directions. He is a stocky little kid and each day his chest and shoulders look more and more like his dad's, yet his waist and butt are pretty small. He is now in 3 month clothing. But it's funny--it fits him perfectly chest-wise but the pants are all a little long! Hopefully he will get a little height from my side of the family. Paul, at 5'8" (even though he told our insurance guy he was 5' 9" the other day--I guess I can't make too much fun of him, I shaved 10 lbs off of my weight to the same insurance guy) is the tallest of his puny family. Hopefully Jack gains the height so that he doesn't look disproportionate and so that he doesn't have a hard time buying pants when he is older!

He also got his first shots and screamed bloody murder. I nearly cried too. They first gave him an oral vaccine, which supposedly tastes sweet and he didn't have a problem downing that one (he didn't get to be 13 1/2 lbs for nothing). Then two nurses hit him simultaneously in both legs and that set him off. He screamed for awhile and then just whimpered in my arms with his bottom lip stuck out, which was both heartbreaking and cute at the same time. I was worried that he might run a fever or be cranky from the vaccines for the rest of the day but when I got home, I put him in his bouncy seat while I did some preparing to take us both to meet co-workers. When I went over to check on him, he squealed and smiled at me so I knew that he was okay and that he didn't blame me for the shots in the legs. I put him in a cute outfit and in his first pair of jeans. They were adorable but didn't look too comfy. He didn't complain but I think that babies are supposed to be comfy and snuggly so the kid is going to live in footy pajamas until they don't make them in his size anymore--which at this rate could be by sometime next week.