7 Weeks

It's been a busy week and now Frances is 7 weeks old. That's almost 2 months. Wow! Here below is a picture of our weekly photo shoot.  As you can see, Henry is very involved. It's funny, before Frances Henry never wanted his picture taken, but now that Frances is around it is a whole new ball game.

 Henry has finally came around to being a normal child with a new sibling, meaning he is acting out.  He is much more frustrated than normal, has more temper tantrums and is deliberately doing things that he knows he shouldn't do. One day he threw a paper rocket and hit Frances (she's fine). Henry went to time out and then came back to me and asked "What would happen if I hit Frances again." Luckily, he did not try. He never has been a bad boy, and I think he is doing it for attention. A few nights ago we addressed it with Henry, asking if he needed more attention. After asking what attention meant, he paused for a second and said "Well, I do like you Mom."

That did it for me.  He was craving my attention. There is a lot of time I can't do things with him, but I vow to be better at using my free time toward him. In my mind I did a little brainstorming. One thing that both Henry and I like are crafts. Today I went to a craft store and picked out lots of activities for us to do together.  I hope this helps.

In addition to Henry acting out, my sister and her family came and visited us. It was a lot of fun. Malcolm was pretty funny around Frances, but you had to keep a close eye on him because he hasn't learned what gentle means yet.

 We stayed in our house the whole weekend, got lots of takeout and made play dough.

 I have never made playdough before and it certainly made me feel mom-ish. I liked it. Renae and Benjamin got a lot of Frances and Henry time. Hopefully this will be enough to keep them content for at least a few months.

 The day Renae's family left was the day little Frances got sick. Henry had a runny nose for about 2 weeks and then croup. I was thinking the worst. Frances was so stuffed up and could not stay asleep, but she was eating okay after saline and bulb suctioning. I was so worried she was going to have croup or bronchiolitis.  I was holding her almost 24 hours a day just to care for her and ease my mind that she was doing okay.  I think if I wasn't breastfeeding, this would be a different story, but the worst only lasted a day and a half. I am so relieved. I know she is going to get sick more than Henry did as a baby ( mostly thanks to Henry), but this was too early for me. I hope the next illness isn't for at least a few month.

I think she does too.