Good News, and Okay News

Good news, Bo's direct bilirubin has remained stable at 0.1 since late last year. Okay news, since he's really wiggly and is cutting a few more teeth, he did not gain any weight in the last 2 weeks. In fact, he lost a hair. I still say he's ~20#, 28" and head circ 47cm. More pix tonight, I promise.

Where are the new PIX?!

Mommy is exhausted and suffering brain damage, formerly attributed to Post-partum Depression. I've been advised that this is also called Baby Brain, and that my brain will never achieve the sharpness and acuity I once had, that I so desperately want back and that I really really really can't do without.

I'm just so grateful that I did not attempt to have children before finishing school. Because I assure you, while there are supermoms out there, I'm not one of them. And I would never have survived with this restricted brain use.

So, that's my excuse for belated picture posting and thank you notes. All are forthcoming. Now, if I could only locate that frontal lobe...

Bo Takes St. Toms

Okay, this is cheating, I know. But I haven't gotten around to uploading the million pix from the weekend's festivities. I just wanted to say what a great weekend we had, how wonderful it was to see new and old friends, given and chosen family, neighbors, mentors and other babies.

And when I went to mass yesterday, I met the family that Father Ken spoke of in the first homily I heard him deliver. He had talked about visiting them in New England, where they had gone to get treatment for their son who had a medically rare condition. He had gone to sit with their son so that the parents could leave the hospital for a few nights. This story resonated so deeply with me, I was shaking. I knew that I had found my parish home then and there .

So when I met them yesterday, I couldn't stop crying, not the least because they are still grieving the loss of their youngest family member.