What week is it??

I kid. We're in week 5, but it's a fair question to ask at 3 am. And here I thought I wouldn't get to this week's update in a timely manner! Thank Eleanor for keeping me up so I can update our blog! I thank Eleanor for our night time feedings which have enabled me to more fully explore Netflix's offerings. I feel like I should use this opportunity to broaden my understand of classic films. On that note, I will say- I saw the Big Lebowski...I didn't get it. :S

Eleanor is well...getting chubbier cheeks, darker eyelashes and eyebrows (her eye color is still blue but under close scrutiny-slim genetic chance they'll stay that way), stronger legs-she likes to kick them and 'stand' on them when you hold her up and a myriad of cries that we're still learning to interpret. Her one month check up this week put her at over 7lbs, so I guess she's eating well!

My first week solo was a success...if by success we consider both Eleanor and I being alive as the only criteria. :P My stores of food kept me going and Eleanor considerately slept quite well through the night. She's reverted to her 2am wake time since Daddy's at home this week for Thanksgiving-figures I can handle it! Or she's just excited to see him. The surprising element this week was the feeling of isolation. Social creature that I am, I have come to the quick realization that I need to get out of the house or visit with other adults daily. Flu season has hampered this somewhat (the doc says a fever at this age necesitates an automatic trip to the hospital...um, no, thank you), but until I'm snowbound, Eleanor and I are doing our best to get out and about. :) Said in my best Canadian accent. The other surprise was how quickly the 'mommy knows best' tendency settled in. 4 days on my own and I was reluctant to hand over the reigns! What nonsense! I took a step back and let Daddy take over and especially enjoyed my Saturday of pampering. :)

 Tummy time is haaard!

My buddy Kyle...4 months older than me.