Anna was eight weeks old yesterday. I didn’t take any pictures of her yesterday and didn’t weigh her either – mainly, we just went through the day as if it was any other day.
There is one point of significance from this week, though – I had to break out the 6 month clothes for her. I’m really really glad that I set up her closet with all the clothes through 9 months when I first dug everything out – otherwise I would have been digging out tubs left and right. She has gotten so long and the 3 month one-piece outfits simply are too short for her. Crazy to think she is wearing clothes at 8 weeks that Julia didn’t wear until she was 5 months old.
Anna has her two month appointment next Monday. Developmentally she seems to be doing well and is falling into a bit of a groove with napping and sleeping. We need to work more with the bottle – we’re just lazy like that – so that when she starts daycare in less than three weeks, she’s ready for it.
In other news, I started back to work on intermittent FMLA yesterday – working a few hours a day. I can’t say that I missed it. A lot of people ask if I want to go back to work – well, there isn’t much point in answering that question or even dwelling on it because there isn’t a choice in the matter. We already made our choice about it when we moved here – without some drastic changes, there won’t be a change. So, it’s a question I try to avoid answering – mostly because thinking about the alternative too much is too painful. It is what it is.
Off to start our day… but wanted to say a happy 8 weeks to my baby!