I fit into my pre-pregnancy jeans today! Granted, they were a bit tighter then I’d like, but they zipped up AND I could sit down.  Alex celebrated this by pooping on them, so I’m back in the size bigger ones while they’re being washed.  Now I’m a bit sad I went out and bought the size bigger 2 weeks ago. BUT, it was nice to have jeans that fit (well, didn’t require pulling up all the time like the maternity pants I’d been wearing, or weren’t too short like the other pants I had). 

The Cold is slowly going away for all of us. James & I are feeling much better, Will only has a cough that is lingering. Alex continues to be stuffy, but still only in the nose, so we’re keeping up what we’re doing.

Alex allowed me 7 hours of sleep last night…well, broken up in 3 hour chunks, and a 1.5 hour chunk in the middle.  It was still a good thing.

It’s been an incredibly sunny month. That makes me feel a bit bad about the negative things I said about February in the past.  Today it was in the 50s, and I took the boys for a nice walk. Will enjoys pushing the umbrella stroller while I push Alex. That worked fine until he decided his hands were too cold and he wanted a ride. (I have no idea how those correlate, either.) It was amusing to try to push both. It worked for awhile, and then he was rested up and was willing to push again.  AND—it’s only going to be warmer the next two days! By Wednesday, they’re saying mid-60’s!!! I’m getting spring fever! (Well, that’s not a good thing.)

We had an enjoyable weekend visiting my parents and our old church. It was nice for my mom (and dad) to get to hold Alex—she was shocked she’d had to go a whole MONTH since seeing him!  Will had fun playing with his grandparents and uncle.  We enjoyed letting someone else hold Alex (he can get heavy).  It was also nice to visit Hanfield.  The first Sunday we took Alex to church here in Indy, I cried in the car, knowing we’d be going to church and he wouldn’t get the reception Will had gotten.  At Hanfeild there are so many people who know us and were so excited to see the baby and us.  There’s the tradition of the pastor welcoming the newest member of the family, and James getting to stand up and showing the baby to the congregation. At our new church, we don’t know that many people, so there wasn’t much of a big deal made (we did run into 4 people we know that Sunday, and they did make the deal over Alex—but it was only 4 people). It made me sad that we don’t know that many people at that church, and made me miss Hanfield. It was nice to go back, and get to introduce Alex to our friends, and see them. It was wonderful to see their excitement for us, the excitement over the baby, and their desire to hold him. I realized Sunday I only held him for a minute or two, so many people wanted to hold him—and that made me happy!  That doesn’t happen in Indy—and that made me sad.  Does that sound selfish or self-centered, wanting attention? I don’t mean it to. I just know it was a VERY good thing to get to visit.