Things are much better now, probably the antibiotics doing their job. I have to go back in to the doc after lunch and I'm scared to death they are going to torture me again. But I'm up and moving around and helping out instead of loafing on the couch nonstop. My mom is here this week helping me too.
It seems Alex has some gas issues and isn't gaining weight as quickly as we'd like, despite being a normally good nurser. But his doctor is not an alarmist and isn't terribly worried, she thinks he's really healthy in general. I just love him, I think he's perfect.
What I suddenly can't believe is how grown up and boy-like my other son is. It must be Alex's small size that made me realize how huge Nathan is, but Nathan is filling out with muscle, his hair is course and not babyish anymore, and he talks so that I can actually hold a real conversation with him. Honestly it makes me sad he's growing so fast, but happy because he's such a good little man.