Here's Jack doing his standing exercises with Chris...He's happy as long as he doesn't know he's actually standing. There's no fear and probably won't be for a while, I've heard.
Jack is slowly sleeping longer (now up to 10-11 hours at night) and we are very rested parents. Gone are the newborn days when you hope to sleep 3 straight hours. He looks so beautiful and peaceful when he's sleeping.
I'm starting to feel what other parents describe is a normal process....you start telling yourself that the long pregnancy wasn't that bad and the sleeplessness of the beginning was pretty short...it's a process of convincing yourself that yes, you could do this again, maybe. That's when I get a little sad, knowing, that Jack is an only child and each stage that passes is gone forever. Then I have a moment of anger & sadness b/c I know that infertility robbed me of having more than one child---in my 30's instead of my 40's. The feelings pass when I hear my Jack laughing from the family room, where Chris is feeding him his morning bottle. One is OK, I tell myself, especially at my age. I will want to say goodbye to Jack in 18 years as he goes to college because I will be closing the gap to retirement...Wow!
