Henry turned 15 months old on Saturday! I reminisced about his birth this week when I visited the unit where he was born. A coworker of mine gave birth to her second girl on Sunday, and I had stopped by to visit. I sat on a bench by the front desk as I texted her, not wanting to wake her or the baby (her door was closed). As I waited for a reply, my gaze wandered to the hallway adjacent to the front desk. I remember vividly walking laps down that hallway post C-section, pushing newborn Henry in his bassinet. The surgery had taken its toll, and I wanted to recover as quickly as possible. I remember the room I was in, tucked away in the north corner of the unit, learning to nurse my baby, worrying that his jaundice wouldn't clear in time to take him home, supplementing him with formula because he lost 10% body weight in the first 2 days, cuddling him as I cried for everything to turn out alright. And it did! All of the events surrounding his birth have started to blur a bit, and I should take some time to write his birth story...
Anyway, Henry has been in day care since the end of August, and he has really enjoyed it. I have visited a couple of times after work, and he will come cuddle in my lap while I talk to the daycare providers. The teachers say that he is very attuned to the other children's emotions, and will often get upset if another child is distressed. He loves his teachers, and will often go to them for hugs. He is fascinated with cars and wheels. I went to Kid to Kid, a second-hand clothing and toy store, to buy him some new shoes, and I also picked up a wooden car set. He loves playing with the wheels and pushing the cars around.
He is walking well, but will still have spills every once in awhile. He fell and hit the coffee table this week, so he has some bruising and scratches around his eye. :(
Not sure what he is upset about here, but the look is priceless...
Being silly with Daddy...
Update, 11/04/13: So I was waiting for H's 15-month checkup to post this. He is nearly 24 pounds (50th percentile) and 33 inches tall, which would put him in the 99th percentile for height. The doc didn't believe that the measurement was accurate, but stated that even if it was off by an inch, he is still tall for his age. Maybe he'll be tall like Grandpa Nick! He is meeting all of his milestones. In general, Henry is a happy boy who likes to be around people (didn't get that from me...ha!) We love you, Henry!
