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Well...Paul went to his big drs appointment on Tuesday. He got his first needles..one in each thigh. I couldn't even look and boy, did he ever scream!!! I felt SO horrible for him. I picked him up and cuddled him as soon as I could. Poor thing. :( That definitely I chalk up to "I did it for his own good". Anyways, he got weighed and I am pleased to announce that he weighs 13 pounds and 5 oz, thus ALMOST doubling his birth weight of 7 pounds 8 oz! (and he's only 9 weeks old!). The doctor was very pleased with how things seem to be going, he and the staff all commented that he looked like a little boy now as opposed to just a baby. *snif* My little man is growing up!

Paul was fussy in the evening after his appointment, but I am relieved to say that he didn't get a fever, or bruising or anything like that. He even still slept 10 hours during the night, which was amazing. He's such a good little boy. I just love him to pieces.

Oh..wanna know something really stupidly dumb?

okay....

It's only been 9 weeks since Paul was born and I am feeling pretty much back to my old self before I had him and things and I am already thinking of actually wanting another baby so Paul can have a sibling! How dumb is that? Of course, I don't want to get pregnant any time soon. I want to wait at least a year if not more before trying for number 2...but the fact that I can actually think about a second child right now, just boggles my mind. I would definitely be having another child for Paul, not for me though. I am content with just him...but I don't want him to be alone, so having any more children would be doing it for him. :)

Anyways, I must run...paul should be getting up from his nap soon-ish.