Well, we survived our first solo day with one Mommy and two kids (and NO OTHER adults in the house!).  And there were no tears on Mom’s part, and she actually got a few things done! PLUS, I managed our first outing with the two kids. It went very well. Alex slept the entire time, and Will behaved well, even when we were waiting for 20 minutes at the pharmacy over some insurance problems.  Alex waited just until we got to the car to start screaming.  What a good boy!  Good thing the store is about a minute or two away. 

The biggest question I’ve been getting is “How is Will adjusting?”  I think a story shows it best. Saturday, one of James’ partners and his 4 year old son, Jared, stopped by, dropping off something. Will saw Jared and he immediately said, “Jared! Jared! Look! That’s Baby Alex! Look! My train!” (He and James had built a HUGE arrangement with his train tracks that morning.)  I was impressed Alex rated above the trains!  Will is handling the change as best to be expected. There are issues at times, but over all, he seems to show love for “his baby”, and likes to hold him. If Alex is on the floor in the boppy pillow, Will likes to lay his head on the pillow and gently pat Alex on the head.  He also likes to swing Alex in the infant swing—just a bit rougher then Mommy wants him to though.  We shall see how it goes this week. Last week my mom was here to help out, and that was a huge blessing! It was such a help to have someone distract give Will the attention he was seeking while I was attending Alex, or to hold Alex while Will and I did things.

Alex is waking up about 2 times in the night. Those two times are long times though. He’s been having more and more problems with spitting up/throwing up and gas in the last week. I’ve tried burping him better, but the problem got worse. I’m now going Dairy free again, to see if that helps (it worked with Will, who still does not eat much diary).  We shall see. I’ve gotten my chocolate soy milk and know what rice milk I’ll be getting to cook with. This time around, it will be much easier. Now—if the problem is chocolate, not the diary, there may be a problem!