Life has returned to normal. Back at work, went swimming during lunch (my new daily ritual as I prepare for my first triathlon... how can you beat that?), Catan with some friends this evening. Connor and Becca are at home this week, as she's just on-call for little Addie. I think this officially her last week unless she goes to Ohio to watch Addie up there for a couple weeks.
Connor is growing up lightning fast. At the children's museum he was 27 inches. That's six inches since he was born. He weighed 20 pounds yesterday. 13 more since birth. See the picture below and you'll see what I mean!
I'm not a math major (my mom is though...), but I'm thinking that means he grows one inch a month and gains 2 pounds a month. Give or take a bit on both of those figures. Geez.
Now for the last seven months I've operated under the good advice I got from good parents--you can't spoil a baby. But now, things are changing. He's becoming a boy. And boys need parenting. So of course now Becca and I have new conversations. Where once we talked about how many times we can kiss him in one day we now talk about how to raise him. How to discipline. How to show him right from wrong. How to invest into this little living person who we've created, are utterly responsible for, and balance all those things. How to transform all the love and hope we have for a perfect little being into the right upbringing...
Those are BIG questions, ones one can wrestle with for many hours a day. No easy answers. But we are both committed to doing our best and giving him the best and doing what's right for him, even if it's not always easy. Even if it means he hears no more than yes. Hmmm.... Lots to think about. But it's good to start thinking early.
Luckily we are surrounded and have access to wonderful people who will have good advice. And luckily we are starting out with a wonderful kiddo.
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