Sitter time?

Well, Monday was Connor's first day with the sitter. And it didn't go incredibly well.

Apparently Zelda (the sitter) hurt her arm and was having a hard time doing any lifting. Connor's not exactly a lightweight (weighing in at over 19 pounds now!), but fortunately she had her neice there to help.

Leigh stayed for the first hour, then went to work. She was not having an easy time of it. Despite her complaints of lack of time trying to watch Connor and work at the same time, she missed him horribly the whole day and was all but running to pick him up.

Apparently, though he did get a couple of good naps in, the Spud spent most of his waking time crying. We think it was just that he missed having anyone he knows really well (like Leigh, her father, or me) near him, but that's something he'll learn to get over in time.

Once I got home, Connor was in a nearly festive mood. He was all smiles and happy noises and a real pleasure to be around. After being changed, eating, and taking some gas drops (which has become a part of the nightly routine), he passed out, woke up once he was put into the crib, fussed for 10 minutes until he got picked back up, ate a little more, then promptly passed out for the rest of the night.

Only two more days of posts until I'm caught up. But I don't think the nighttime cold meds will let me get that done. So, until tomorrow...