Baby #2, aka Jaba the Hut, is a giant. At 32 weeks he weighed an estimated 6 pounds 1 ounces. Which is trending quite bigger than Sam did. And Sam was 9 pounds 5 ounces when born! Translation - I might be in trouble. I have another ultrasound (36 weeks) this coming Tuesday to see just how big he is at this stage. No matter what, go time is getting nearer every day.
Sam got VERY sick while Morgan was on a beach trip with his friends. Fever of 103.3, cold chills, vomiting, lethargic, fever rash, not eating, etc. It was scary. We ended up taking him back to the Dr, or actually the ER this time, once Morgan got home from his trip because his symptoms just kept getting worse. Turned out he had a viral infection with rash and a bacterial ear infection all at the same time. Poor kid. And the next day Morgan came down with strep throat. Oh the joy. By some miracle I managed to not get sick.
Thankfully it wasn't long till he was feeling a bit better and getting back to his quirky self. Seeing him all lethargic and miserable was really hard.
My delightful spaz.
We went on our annual scenic train ride last weekend! A bit early this year since I don't feel comfortable going on trips closer to my due date, so no fall leaves this time. But it was a great operation and Sam had a great time! They even had a local children's author on the train reading her book to the kids.
And as usual, Karen just loves to spend time with Sam so much that it made the day pretty easy on me. She was more than happy to hold him on her lap (which is good since most of my lap is belly right now) and tell him stories. And Sam was happy to have her lap and easy access to her camera. Hmmm. . .buttons.
Other than that this little monkey has been getting into everything and enjoying the last of the "no pants" weather. We go to the zoo, library, and anything else I have the stamina for while we can and the weather is great. Hopefully we can get another zoo trip in before his brother is born.
And that brings us up to yesterday. He is now 19 months old, refuses to sit nicely for photos, and in less than a month will no longer be an only child! He still has no clue that there is a baby on the way. But he does love to sit on the couch with me and look at pictures of the newborns on my BabyCenter Oct birth club. He smiles and says "baby" and wants to touch the pictures. Hopefully he will be just as happy to have a screamer come live with us.
Of course, he himself is quite a drama queen screamer as of late. Yes, the terrible twos have come a bit early. Oi.
