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Two Months
Thursday, August 25, 2011 - 09:27 a.m.

8 Weeks Old

Weight: 12 pounds, 9 ounces (+6 pounds from June 23)

Length: 24.5 inches (+5 inches from June 21)

Likes:
milk
milk
MOAR MILK OMNOMNOM
baby gym
bouncy seat
Lady Gaga's Telephone
ceiling fans

Dislikes:
swings
sleeping through the night
letting Mom take a shower
William Faulkner novels

New Skills:
cooing
spastically batting at colorful things
intent cross-eyed staring
sleeping for 4 to 6 hours at a time
SMILING!

Holding Hands

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Pictures, because words take time
Sunday, August 14, 2011 - 01:11 p.m.

My cousin Laura knitted Aerin an adorable hat. Aerin wears it pretty often after baths, but I can't put it on her to go outside unless I want her brains to boil. I'm hoping it will still fit her when the weather finally cools off. You know, in November. Of 2012.

Hat knitted by Laura

Hat knitted by Laura

Joe and Re-Naye, the realtors who sold our old house, gave Aerin a very fancy outfit. We're talking smocking, bloomers, a bonnet, the whole nine yards. Now if I only had an excuse to dress her up in it.

Well, an excuse other than "I have a camera, I'm bored, and Aerin can't run away yet."

Fancy Baby

Also, I was finally able to snag a picture of a real smile. Aerin's been grinning pretty reliably for about two weeks now, but she doesn't seem to find the camera very amusing. You think she'd be used to it by now.

First documented smile

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Big Brother
Sunday, August 7, 2011 - 02:15 p.m.

So, it's been almost seven weeks now and several people have asked me how Micah is doing with all this. It's kind of mixed - he's awesome with Aerin, but, predictably, he's been having a rough time dealing with the reduction in attention.

The first day in the hospital, Micah kissed her on the head, tried to feed her some of his Cheerios, and sang her Itsy Bitsy Spider and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Nothing much has changed since. He still wants to kiss her on the head and lightly touch her face or hands at every opportunity. He comes in to tell her good morning every day, sometimes even before she's awake. He shares his lovey and his blanket with her. When it's storming, he tells her, "It's okay, Baby Aerin, it's just thunder." When I was out of town last weekend, he told Todd he missed his little sister. He seems to genuinely love her.

Using his 'soft hands'

On the other hand, although we've tried our best, it's mathematically impossible to spend as much time with Micah as before, and we've started to see him react over the last few weeks. It started with whining, moved to defiance, and then shifted into tantrums over the littlest things. The week before last was especially bad, I think because we were delegating more of his care to Abby, so he was getting even less attention. Todd had to endure several I Am Disappoint chats with the daycare teacher, including one in which she described an incident where Micah was observed grabbing two fistfuls of his best friend's cheeks, in order to yank the friend in close so he could yell at him more efficiently. In response, we worked it out so Micah stayed home with Todd while I was in Hendersonville last weekend for a friend's baby shower. After a full two days of undivided attention from his dad (and some seriously fun activities out of the house), last week was much better. Micah stayed out of trouble at daycare, obeyed us consistently, and (most importantly) didn't try to rip anyone's face off.

Micah got to bake muffins. I helped a little.

Another thing we’ve been working on with Micah is "use your words." It's mostly because neither of us can tolerate the whining "NUH" all toddlers seem to use to express displeasure, but it's worked out really well. I can't tell you how many potential tantrums we've diffused over the last week simply by letting Micah explain why he's pissed about something. It doesn't generally change the outcome, but he feels better having said his piece. It's not a magic bullet, but he hasn't had to go to time-out once so far this weekend, and that's a minor miracle.

Playing with colored water

One of my favorite bloggers recently said, "I guess there's always a moment or two, after you have another baby, when you look at your older child and think 'OH GREAT. I BROKE HIM.'" That's pretty much what happened with Micah. But like most older children, I think he's getting over it and adjusting to the new normal.

On the swing set on Monte Sano

And at least he hasn’t tried to off the baby yet, unlike his mother with her baby sister. Ahem.

I think this kid is going to be all right.

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One Month
Tuesday, August 2, 2011 - 10:15 p.m.

A bit overdue, as Aerin will actually be six weeks old tomorrow, but here is her one-month photo.

Aerin - 1 month

We had to take her back in to the doctor on July 20th so they could re-stick her for the PKU test, having not got enough blood the second time they jabbed her (don't get me started). While we were there, I had them weigh her. In a mere three and a half weeks, she went from 6 pounds 9 ounces to a hefty 9 pounds 14 ounces. Clearly, I am producing straight butter.

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