This little nugget turned 56 days old last Wednesday. For those of you in pediatrics or emergency medicine in the Philadelphia area, you know that is a BIG milestone. (Going back to this post, I realize that I included the wrong age, citing 60 days instead of 56.) Now if Evie were to develop a fever (with a toddler older sister in daycare who loves to kiss her little sister, that is entirely possible), the doctors caring for her would at least take pause before initiating a full sepsis work-up.
I have been relishing the snuggles a little more so than I had with Ari…maybe because I am acutely aware that they will not last, but I think more so because I’m not so horribly sleep deprived and, frankly, not as much a victim of baby blues or depression as I was with Ari. The weather, the fact that Evie sleeps rather than goes ballistic in the car, the 3- to 4-hour chunk of sleep I’ve come to rely on in the middle of the night, all makes for a happier, calmer mama. Oh, and we’ve officially started hiring a few hours of babysitting a week so I can complete my application for residency! For the women who get good writing done during infant naps, I am in awe.
anna in med school 