Second Cutest at the Pool

Last week Rowan wasn't the cutest person at the pool. Nope. The 80+ year old man with skinny legs, a speedo in bright colours and the blue life saver belt around his waist took the first place prize. He had just finished his aqua-fitness class when we spotted him. He reminded me of an old man I once knew who was also brave enough (or crazy enough) to wear a speedo...

Crib Craziness

It is time to lower the mattress in the crib. Why that makes me sad is beyond me, but it does. I am slowly becoming an that overbearing mother I once wrote about even though it isn't what I want for my son. I can't help it, everything about him growing up gives me serious anxiety and makes me want to hold on to him even more. I think that when your mother-in-law calls you a "baby-hog" it might be time to re-evaluate. Maybe I will do that after tomorrow though, when he has spent one night in his crib in the new position. Or maybe after he walks. Or talks. Or... NEVER!

Doing the work on the crib should provide for hours of entertainment today. Good thing it is rainy and not nice enough for a long walk. I'll post a picture of the finished job provided that I haven't murdered J or he hasn't murdered me in the process. Manual jobs around this house often result in a frazzled looking John and an angry looking Jen. I really have to work on my temper because someday he won't be as understanding and patient as he is normally.

Famous

I noticed tonight that the photographer that took Rowan's 6 week professional shots featured him on her blog tonight. Imagine, 6 months old and he is famous!

6 Month Check-UP

We had to miss Rowan's official 6 month check-up date because of our travels but we made it to see the Dr. yesterday. Rowan only cried when he got his second shot. He measured in at () (97th percentile), weighed () (75th perfentile) and his head was () in circumfrence (80th percentile). The Dr. was quite happy with his growth and progress. He even said that Rowan was "quite advanced" because he shouldn't be able to sit up and transfer toys from one hand to the next like he does. Needless to say, we were tickled that he is doing so well.

A Mistake

What I thought was a cat allergy turned out to be Rowan's very first cold. He's endured the nose-mister-thingy and dose after dose of tylenol. But, he is on the mend even if he is a little booger machine right now. How do I know this? Well, after 4 weeks of sleep hell (thanks to teeth, a growth spurt and new skills and now this cold) he slept most of the night in his own crib last night (we have had only 4 nights out of 30 or so without him in our bed). He only got up at 2:30am to eat and slept until 6am. He even gave his poor mom and dad a break and played in his crib until he fell asleep again for another 2 hours after eating at 6am.

We are home now and we are staying put. We have opted to miss Easter and Addison's second birthday with my family in exchange for a little hiatus and rest. I will be sad to miss the holiday and celebrations, but I think we all need a break. I know I do anyway. It won't be long before we are back in Cambridge and before grammy and poppa make their way to see us again. Until then, we'll get the house whipped into shape, get the back yard started and work on getting back into routine.

You See, I Wasn't Fibbing

Luckily for me (and us), Caroline was smart enough and quick enough to get her camera out to catch all 3 boys on the couch together. Proof we really did visit them recently.

Cousins-- I sure hope they grow up being the best of friends just like John and Gihad.

Um...Can You Say Goodbye 50 Pounds?

Me blowing my own horn...