Spencer will be ten weeks tomorrow. We have good days and bad. It's nice to say that most of them are good recently. Since the last post things have gotten remarkably better. I was trying so desperately to do things "right", but everything went sooooo wrong.
We have a schedule/routine now, but it's as much his as it is mine. We seem to compromise. I guess that bodes well for the future.
This morning I found a lump on his little leg. I really can't think of any reason for it besides the worst possible one. He has his vaccinations two weeks ago, and I'd be willing to bet that it wasn't there then. Between myself, the doctor, the nurses feeling his legs for the well-baby exam and the shots, someone would have noticed. I made an appt for Friday morning. I'm hoping that it's a little bug bite or something and that it will be gone by then. I did sit him in the grass for a couple of minutes yesterday. It's possible that it's a bug bite.
We went to an "Easter egg hunt" today at the home of a mom in my new mom's group. I'm trying to connect with other moms and be a little more social. It's REALLY hard being so far outside my comfort zone, but I'm forcing myself to learn how to make friends. Kind of a pathetic lesson to be learning when I'm 28.