After a blissful two weeks with Patrick at home with us, James and I went it alone today. Poor Patrick had to return to work on about two hours sleep, and he didn't even get to spend his tired day with someone adorable. Well, to be fair, I haven't seen his coworkers, but I can't imagine any of them could be anywhere near as cute as James.
Today was about as hard as I expected it would be. The biggest excitement of the day was James nearly choking to death on his bottle this morning. He tends to get so excited about his meal that he forgets to breathe, and then remembers that oxygen is essential to continued life mid gulp. But we got that taken care of, and we'll be visiting a feeding specialist tomorrow after we see the doctor. I am optimistic that things will get better and better on that front.
Tomorrow Patrick has the day off so he can go to the doctor with us, so that will be good. Then Thursday will be hard again, I imagine, but probably just a little easier than today. We'll get the hang of this flying solo thing yet.
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That little face is beyond adorable. I know you will both get a hang of things soon. <3
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