3 weeks

3 weeks, 2 days: I know Kung Fu
We are making a lot of progress these days.
mzkero has loaned me a pram, so Crime Fighter and I trundled up to Isis for the breast feeding drop in group, which amounts to a room full of n00bs and their n00b moms asking questions about their kid's eating habits. They also have a scale to weigh the sprogs. CF is over 10 lbs already (was 8lb3oz at his last doctor appt)- and so clearly he's making great headway.

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Last night we had spazz-o-clock at 9, right after quiet_elegance returned from a long day of work, then his first night teaching Labor History. I've heard about spazz-o'clock, had a few, but this was beyond my endurance. QE took the kid upstairs and I slept hard for about 3 hours. A midnight meal and I was going to settle in the living room when I realized Crime Fighter had been very well settled upstairs. Huh. OK. Freshly fed and changed, why not try again? He slept in his bed, I crashed out again and was dead to the world til the 2 feeding, which I managed in bed, late 4 feeding = QE's wakeup call and an overall success for the night.
Yesterday there was some serious eye contact, recognition and proto-smiles. After some alert time today and an 8:00-something feeding and more alert time, he's crashed out and sort of snoring :)
Now that we're at 3 weeks, it's time to work on having a bottle from time to time to prep for post 3 month/Mom at work and letting QE be AOD without my interferance.

In this week's new news: my aunt Carol's in town this week and keen on spending time with me. I'm all over that. I've not had many chances to have 1:1 time with Carol. She's usually in and around with my parents or her boyfriend, etc. She's the youngest of dad's sisters and took care of Grammy during the Long Goodbye.

As it turns out, today's the 1 year anniversary of Grammy's death. We miss her in every respect and hope she's at peace.

I leave you with slightly less than a minute of me commentating Crime Fighter's morning video.