Wow - where has the time gone? I have never once in my life been so sad to see time go by so quickly. Like I have said before, every day that goes by, and with every new phase that Liam enters, I am leaving another one behind forever. It's like I am getting so much joy out of watching him reach his little milestones, but I am simultaneously mourning the loss of my baby as I know him. It doesn't make it any less wonderful that he is growing and smiling and becoming more interactive, but that's it - he will never be 1 week, 2 weeks old, etc. again. I just feel like if I could freeze time every now and then so I could savor these moments a little longer, I would be so happy.

At least I am realizing this before it's too late.

That was one of the points in my Babyproofing Your Marriage book...they mentioned in passing that parents realize with the second kid that these moments go by so quickly and that we have to make the most of them. I am glad I have realized it with the first.

I recommend this book to anyone who is ever going to have a kid or who has a kid already. I love it. It's not clouded with science - it's just three women who went out and interviewed dozens of parents and wrote about everyones' experiences. It's just nice and real, and I can completely relate, especially about the first few weeks. A baby changes everything in general, and it's nice to know that everyone is going through the same thing you are going through.

Liam had his 2-month appointment today. The Nurse Practitioner who handled everything pretty much assumed Liam is formula-fed. My suspicion is that he took one glance at my boobs and thought "yeah, this baby is DEFINITELY not breast-feeding."

I think the best adjective for the nurse practitioner that comes to mind is "dreamy." I can say this because I already told Andy I thought he was dreamy. I also felt justified in telling him that because the only reason we followed up today with Primrose day care (we didn't think they'd have part-time care to offer) was because Andy thought the manager was hot.

Liam is just a bit over 12 pounds, so I am sure minus the diaper he is right at 12. That puts him in the 70th percentile on weight, and the 84th percentile in length at 24 1/2 inches. His head is back in the 88th percentile. I am glad that he went down from the 88th to the 48th in time for me to give birth to him. He can go back to the 88th now and I have no problem with that. At least the hat in this picture fit ;)

Anyways, I am just enjoying my last couple days of unemployment...well, I am employed, but I am loving my leave of absence. I don't want to go back, not one bit. But such is life, I guess. Off to enjoy it!