6 months

hard to believe that evs had his 6 months check up this week. he was 17 lbs 10 oz (50 %tile) and 90%tile height, but i don't think brian brought back his print out home after the appt. i had to leave the appt before it was over to get back to the office by 930ish for a meeting. sad.

evan is still a bundle of joy - a little giggling rolly polly. his top right tooth is coming in, and we're just about to start solids. we have the rice cereal, but i haven't picked out a good outfit for him to be on camera/video to record the moment.

dr kleary is leaving menlo clinic to work for a boutique practice that offers 24/7 care so that she can be more present for her boys. i am happy for her, but a little sad for the rest of us. it was again a reminder of how she's in an occupation that lends itself to more work/life balance. i need to keep in mind my ability to work on a marketable/transferable skill set for possible consulting work down the road. bridget is having such a hard time back-filling cathy on maternity leave, that having a backfill gig for bridget would be nice...if i knew my fertile future.

i still stare at evan and wonder if he's going to be it. i'm still not sure...and the more difficult it is to loose this post-partum weight, the more daunting becoming pregnant again seems. i'm about 132 now, still about 5-10 lbs from where i want to me. i feel like it's been about 5-10 lbs for the last few months. getting below 130 will be a good milestone, although my body composition is so different these days. my gut is so protrusive and im pretty sure my butt is flattening away, making the stomach distortion even worse. good to know my body dysmophia is still in full effect. i have to say the i've become less enthralled with dailey method, and prefer personal training and soul cycle instead. now 1 hour workouts seem way too long and not as effective.

dylan is as active and as inquisitive as ever. constantly saying "Watchu talk'n 'bout baba". he's pretty good about wearing underwear, and letting us know when he needs to go to the bathroom. today he asked to go to the bathroom at cooking papa, and told b that he was going "big boy style". he's now forward facing in the car, and quite the little music connoisseur, liking Justin Timberlake and one direction. it's pretty funny that he'll ask me what song is on the radio, and then he'll tell brian in the car. he's been bitten a few times in preschool now, which is unnerving, and i'm a little nervous about his preschool trial playdate this week at cornerstone. i hope we both like the place.

last week we went to spring training. in spite of the apparent food poisoning, the spa day was quite nice, capped off with a nice meal at don and charlie's. poor brian got sick when we got home, and now mumford it sick too. i think b was pretty stressed during the trip, trying to manage the logistics. i hope he had fun. it was good to see juice and go out with friends (terry, noel, and anson) for a night. no shopping for me (the rack was a bomb)...no time and not quite satisfied with my body composition. strangely enough i only went to 1 game, and felt like i could have gone to 1 more.