SIX Months Old!

Baby Sam turned 6 months old this week.  That officially makes him closer to 1 than to being a newborn.  I'm not sure I can handle 2 toddlers...I better start preparing myself for that because it will be here before I know it.

Sam had his 6-month visit on Friday; he weighed in at 18lbs 1.5oz and measured 26.75 inches long.  I always joke about how big he is, but he is actually only in the 60th percentile for length and weight--I think it is just the darn cheeks that make him look so big!  His pediatrician said everything looked great.  He wasn't too concerned that he hasn't rolled over, since he is progressing in everything else.  He did comment that it is likely "his size" that is holding him back from being able to roll--poor baby.  He also said that if we have another ear infection in the foreseeable future we will end up with tubes.  His last ear infection took 2 different oral antibiotics and 2 shots to clear--that is not a good sign for what is too come.  I'd hate to see that happen, but I also would hate to see him suffer with each ear infection as he did with this most recent one--it took 3 weeks to get it clear.

Sam is growing so much.  He has begun to sit some unsupported-only for about 30 seconds or so, but its a start.  He talks non-stop and everyday interacts with us more.  He has really started to use his hands and arms.  He has also started to give some of the best, most slobbery kisses.

I can not have a post about the past month without mentioning the biggie--Sam's circumcision.  He had his circ done a week ago Friday and is healing nicely.  The surgery went off without a hitch and the aftermath has not been bad at all.  By far the worst part was the nerves leading up to it.

Waiting for surgery

The morning of surgery we arrived at the hospital about an hour and half before start time.  They got him checked in and took his vitals.  We then met with an OR nurse who told us about recovery, followed by the anesthesiologist that told us how he would be put under and cared for during surgery and of course risks, finally we met with the surgeon again (he was still not friendly, but better).  After seeing all of his care team one of the absolute worse moments as a mom came--I had to give them my baby.  I, of course, cried and Sam, of course, smiled--I love that little boy!  Surgery only last about 45 minutes and he was in recovery for about the same--all in all he was only away from us for about 2 hours.  The OR/recovery nurse said he did great and didn't cry once.  We were on our way home about 20 minutes later.  They gave him a spinal block to help with the immediate pain, so he really didn't seem to bothered by it until the next day.  Overall, I think we only had about a day or two that he was fussy from it.  The swelling has gone down and things are looking pretty "normal" down there.  I am so happy for this to be past us.  Thanks to everyone one who called, texted and sent Facebook messages to check on him-he is a loved little boy.

A couple other pictures:

All smiles

Tummy time-playing with the toy Robbie bought him for a get well gift

Love this face!