Max started the week with a weigh-in at the pediatrician. Unlike any female beyond adolescence, the goal for an infant is to actually gain weight, so I was excited when Max tipped the scales at 18.5 pounds, 28.5 inches long. Despite a mild ear infection, he crawled around the house all week, pulling up on to furniture, and pulling down whatever he could reach. The pictures truly do speak a thousand words; the video, a thousand laughs.
David is on the mend and should be recovered by next week. His doctor appointment today was completed in record time which was a huge feat in itself.
On Monday my "maternity leave" will officially end. Max was born on December 24, 2011 and the first time I ever left him was on February 1, 2012- the day after David was diagnosed and had surgery. Since then I have left Max for dozens of doctors appointments, surgeries, and yes, the occasional trip to the gym, but that first day apart has always stuck with me. I suspect Monday will too.