Time flies when you have a bun in the oven. We've now officially been certified care-givers to the Rookie, as we've now completed our childcare course at LVH. We learned all sorts of tidbits of very useful information that I am almost 100% certain we will forget when the Rookie is screaming bloody murder at 3am. We also mastered traditional swaddling techniques right before the instructor told us about a much easier solution. Go figure.
Anyway, the Rookie is about 4 lbs. now, and growing nicely. Justine goes to the doctor twice a week so they can monitor the guy, which he doesn't like one bit. He does his best Jean Claude Van Damme when the wand gets into his "comfort zone," which, at this point, makes up the entirety of Justine's belly. Good part is he's passing all of his tests like the grade A student we all know he will be, and Justine is happy and healthy (albeit a little tired and sore).
So, with 7 weeks to go, all's going just peachy.
