Benjamino's Life: Lucky 7.

Here we are, seven months into getting to know little Jimmy. Ben currently is a pretty big fan of his brother. He gives him a hug and kiss every night before bed and is very protective of him at daycare. Jimmy is finally (FINALLY!!!!) consistently eating from his bottles at daycare. Two days in a row of him consuming more than 4 oz a day! Jackpot.

I went back to work on June 2 and it has been full time thus far, next week starts my usual schedule of less hours and I can't wait. It was bizarre to go from hanging out with them all day to suddenly being back in the real world, having to shower and carry on conversations with others. It was really weird this Monday to have to be a dentist again and - not going to lie- it was a little unnerving. Two meth mouth cases in my first two days with a brain that had been one step above mush for the last half year was a bit much.
Little Jimbo is a lover. The kid is so so so happy. He wakes up happy to see you. He stays that way when you plop him on the ground in front of the bathroom so you can get ready or take care of business, he doesn't mind. I don't want this to sound bad but he is like a dog and rather than wagging his tail he flails his arms. He is strong. Like unnervingly strong. He has hands that he uses rather like a sloth - you can watch the neruotransmission from his brain to his fingers as he is thinking about grabbing something to the act of grabbing it. But if he does watch out. At six months he lifted the scale with him at the doctor's office, he grabs our bowls and plates (and it takes two of our hands to undo one of his), he grabs Ben's hair (till the shrillness of Ben's scream scares him into release), he grabs Wallace and Portos(until the fur he is holding on to falls out). A brute. A bull mastiff if you will. And now jn his ripe old age of 7 months, and still not rolling from front to back he has decided he wants to stand. I haven't found him standing alone yet, but he can pull himself up when sitting next to you on the couch or if you offer your hands.

The photoshoot this month was hands down the least effort I have put forth to date. Eight months will redeem me, forgive me, two kids and full time job is hard. I won't wine, I have a great husband who helps immensley and we are equal team members but it is a lot of work. That and I am going through Bravo withdrawl.