Miles hit two months last Friday while we were down at my parents’ place for a family reunion. All nine of his cousins (plus his extended cousins) have had a fun time playing with him:
Meanwhile, Marilyn and I are excited that he hit a separate, more important #milestone a couple days ago: sleeping through the night. He didn’t repeat the feat last night, but we’re still hopeful that this will become a habit.
Since Miles was born on Cinco de Mayo (barely missing the now infamous Cinco de Cuatro), that means we get to celebrate Cinco de XXX every month.
With the help of Marilyn’s parents, we’ve been observing a loose version of the Chinese traditional post-partum recovery time. It’s literally called Sit Month (坐月子), and involves a whole lot of soup, not so much showering, and no going out. It’s been a long month – to be more specific, the days have gone by quickly and the nights have gone by slowly.
It feels like my Grinch of a heart grew three sizes the day Miles was born, and has continued expanding ever since. I’m sure all you well-adjusted and emotionally healthy people aren’t that surprised, but I keep a pretty compact emotional range, so this is new.
I’m headed back to work soon, so I’m getting ready to try my hand at juggling fatherhood and blogging. More on that later.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, M’s going to ease back into the outside world by going to pick up a pizza in a bit. Living large, I know.
Our doctor in Beijing recommended we try and find out whether we’re having a boy or a girl while in the US, since she’s not legally allowed to tell us in China. We had planned to head to a clinic to get an ultrasound since we got back, but hadn’t gotten around to figuring out when/how.
Marilyn’s cousin, who’s a doctor, ended up helping us out by doing an informal ultrasound for us. From the looks of it, we’re having a boy, but he said he’s not 100% certain since he’s not an OBGYN.
We told ourselves that we’d be happy either way, but surprisingly, knowing that we’re maybe having a boy is taking some getting used to. We’re thrilled, but I think Marilyn’s afraid that our maybe son will be as much as a handful as I am/was. Muahaha.
Here’s a photo of the evidence. Feel free to weigh in below. Maybe.
Another milestone: Marilyn thinks she felt the baby kick today. It’s around the time when it should start happening. M’s actually been feeling some movement for the past week, but I’ve been skeptical and have been chalking it up to gas. This was the first time when she felt pretty confident that it was actually the kiddo.
She got some serious prep done on the being a mother front this week when I had to take my sister and brother-in-law to the hospital and she stayed behind with their three kids, which include a teething (but heart-breakingly cute) 8-month-old. She did a fantastic job looking after them, so I guess she’ll probably do okay when she has one of her own.
Between Thanksgiving, a wedding and then my family reunion, our first week here in California has been a frantic one, but it’s been great seeing everyone. Tomorrow, we’re on our way up the Bay Area. Whee.
Our next big milestone is to find out whether we’re having a boy or a girl, and we might find out tomorrow. Stay tuned.
Image credit: Flickr / Mike Baird