Jembon

Violet was an easy baby. People liked to tell us that the next one would be a handful and we were dooooooomed and all that. But folks, Jem is an even easier baby. HA! HA TO YOU ALL!!!

The boy sleeps, poops, eats, sleeps. That is all. Why has it taken me this long to hobble downstairs and update the blog already? Lots of good company upstairs! Nana was here for a week taking care of me, and now Oma is here. I am a very spoiled mama.

Anyhoo, Jem -

I was even a bit concerned that he was sleeping too much, but the midwives assured me that his 4 ounce weight gain in a day and a half is indicitive that he is doing just fine. He certainly doesn't sleep through a meal. I call him my Jembon (jambon is 'ham' in French). He is completely lovely and a good natured boy and we are just in total love with him.

Violet has been great. Really good, and very helpfull. If she's been outside for a while, the first thing she asks when she comes in is "How's Jem, Mama?". She hasn't had to share me too much though, as there has been someone here to dote on her since Jem arrived. The true test will be Thursday, when I am parenting solo. I'm thinking lots of TV that day.