I’m back in my pre-pregnancy jeans, legitimately, with no muffin top to speak of. Nothing like infant surgery, an ER visit to replace a wayward cast, a second ER visit to replace a second wayward cast and the new found mobility of said bandaged and cast-ed infant to cause the anxiety related weight loss that helped me achieve this milestone.
Felix is currently recovering nicely from surgery. This was his second and focused on his right hand and right foot, specifically fingers 2, 3 & 4 and toes 1 and 3. Wee baby Felix chose the week preceding to figure out forward motion and has continued since his operation using his new full arm cast as a sort of peg leg. Already, we have taken a trip to CHOP’s Emergency Department to have his cast replaced once just 3 days after it was put on. He just wriggled right out of it.
Remember when your baby started becoming impossible to control/keep on his back during diaper changes? And when he suddenly couldn’t bear to have you leave his immediate vicinity? And when it became intolerable for him to be confined to any sort of seat for longer than 5 minutes? Felix has reached all of these phases since coming home from the hospital. And as I mentioned before, he has a new accessory which makes all of that just a little more nerve wracking.
When Bruno was a baby, he was in the, “Don’t leave my side!” phase almost immediately so I guess I should be thankful that Felix made it 9 months before separation anxiety set in.
I had to work on Saturday which I was initially dreading but when I got there and was BY. MY. SELF… I was secretly exhilarated. I go back again tomorrow and for the first time I’m looking forward to it. I love you, Felix, but I won’t miss you punching me in the head with your cast tomorrow.