Miss Alice is two months old today. Hard to believe she wasn't here before that. Honestly, it seems like she's always been with us, smiling her crooked, little smile, cooing, sleeping next to me in bed (once she wakes up for her 3am feeding, I just keep her next to me out of laziness -- don't want to get up for the next one at 6 or 7am).
She had her 2 month appointment this morning. The one I've been dreading since she was born. Why? She gets her first shots at 2 months.
Regardless of what science says, I am very nervous about vaccinations. I am not going to NOT vaccinate, but I cringe and wish I could know for sure that my child is going to fine and safe (and no one seems to be offering any guarantees). Alice seems fine tonight, but we both cried this morning getting those shots. I just hate to see her hurting. It kills me. The nurse must have thought I was nutso.
She's doing great...11lbs 12oz. Making a monster comeback from her low of 5 11 a week after birth. I am so proud of my growing babe. :)
As for how I feel 2 months post partum? Pretty damn good.
I am working out 5-6 days a week. (I just started seriously contemplating training for the Atlanta Thanksgiving Half Marathon--done it twice before but not expecting any PRs this time though) My fitness is (finally) coming back. The weight seems to be coming off at a safe clip -- still about 6 lbs. from my pre-baby weight. Shirts all fit fine now, but pants are touch and go. Some are good...some...not so much, unless I want to look like a tight-pant-hoochie-mama. (I don't.)
Alice at 2 months