I think Sam has finally fallen asleep for the night. These past days since getting back to Atlanta have been rough but we’re definitely getting back on track again now. Although Sam slipped into British Summer Time with ease, he seems to have had a hard time reverting back and has been very unsettled and fractious. He’s been wanting middle of the night feeds again too and I’m quite exhausted.
A week ago today I took him for his four month inoculations and check up. All went very well indeed, he is now 25.5 inches tall and in the 75th percentile for height. His weight was good too and still dead on average at 14.7 lbs. This morning I weighed him at the lactation class and he had gone up to 15.7, although that set of scales does seem to weigh him heavier and is less accurate I think as I tend to weigh him clothed and then adjust accordingly. Still, he has a healthy appetite and is a growing boy.
Being back in Atlanta is both sad and good. I miss Mum and Dad, Molly and the British countryside so much, but it has been great to be back seeing friends and dragging Sam all over the place for his hectic social life. He now seems to light up in the mornings when I go to his cot, gently wake him up and tell him we’re going to see Lucas and Presley, his little baby buddies.
While in England I bought Sam a Jolly Jumper, one of those contraptions you hang from a doorway and which supports baby so he can jump around. Sam loves it. Here he is stomping around at Ashridge getting used to it.
He’s even more adept at using his legs now and I think the jumper has really given him a developmental push. He also loves the quilt that mum made for him and I take that one with us to mommy group now because he seems to be a lot more active when on that on his sturdy, but plain one. He really studies all the patches and sometimes when he is in his jolly jumper he looks like he’s playing hop scotch, or avoiding the cracks in the pattern in case the bears get him.
Our doorways at home are obviously a lot taller than the standard British doorway though, even with the cable fully extended he can’t touch the floor here. We’ve had to rig a stage up underneath him so that he isn’t just suspended in space. It’s hilarious, he has his own pedestal. He’s also obviously going to be a strong football player as he takes great delight in booting any toy we put at his feet into the distance. It’s especially amusing when he gives an excited bounce, then takes a run up before kicking his Bagpuss, blocks or other toys into oblivion. I’m trying to ignore the fact that the other obvious career for him based on his jumper activities is River Dancing.
The other big joy he has right now is playing with the toy his Aunty Sy and Mel gave him. It’s amazing to see him try to sit up and pore over it. He pulls and pushes it around and even turns the gear stick around. The repeating song it makes is driving us batty though.
We’ve been terribly busy since we’ve been back, with an activity planned every day. Last Friday was quite exciting as I gave Natalie a ring and we went for a walk at Sweetwater Creek with Quincy and the babies. Along the path I spotted a snake among the leaves. I later identified it to be a King Snake.
Was a bit weird at the park that day though as when we arrived the car park contained an lot of emergency vehicles and personnel. As we approached the trail start we were informed we couldn’t take our usual route down to New Manchester Mill because there was a dead body down there, suspected suicide. Yikes.
Thus we ended up following the red spots through the wood instead of yellow. Hadn’t taken that trail before so that was a pleasant walk. Our babies are definitely getting heavy though, our shoulders made that very clear, so we didn’t do the full trail and decided to double back on ourselves once we got to a large bridge crossing the river.
I’ve actually been quite energetic since returning home and have been at the Y most days. Yesterday I did 35 minutes on the elliptical machine, which converts to 2.81 miles apparently, So, I’m quite proud of myself and hope to keep this up. We’ve been to mommy and me class at the Y, taken the dogs for lots of walks and tomorrow I’m meeting Natalie bright and early and we’re going for a walk into East Atlanta. Tired thinking about it.
Ugh, I swore I’d be in bed early tonight, but instead I’m up writing this lj entry for dadsy and Melly, you better appreciate it you whinging slave drivers. Can I go to bed now? Thank you.