Last week Tracen had his first doctors appointment - a check up really. Because we used a midwife, we didn't need to go see the doctor until about 2 months.
I can't believe how big he is getting (doesn't every mom feel that way?)
So at 9 weeks he:
weighed 12 lbs and 4 oz (50th percentile)
is 23 and 1/2 inches long (75th percentile)
He is so much fun, and everyday is just so exciting to see what new sounds he makes and things he discovers.
He loves to talk and loves to try to sing while you sing (or maybe he's trying to get us to stop singing?)
It is interesting to see what traits he has already inherited from us.
Take this for example, he got his hand on a little candy bar and wouldn't let it go. If anyone knows Luke, he LOVES candy and is rarely found without some sort of treat. Looks like Tracen is already on to that.
And he has the Takahashi need to not miss anything, even if he's really tired, or maybe he gets his great apatite and ability to sleep from me (eating makes us sleepy, and sleeping makes us hungry)
Unfortunately our appointment with the US consulate did not go as planned in many ways. It took a lot longer than it should have, we had to pay $5 to check an empty diaper bag and carry all his baby stuff (and go through security twice), and turns out Luke didn't live in the US long enough for this baby to get citizenship. So now with a US father, and green carded mother, we need to find a way to not run into any trouble when we go down to school again with our baby. It may even be filing for a green card for baby... here we go again!!
Luckily the blessings in our lives outweigh the trials, and we are becoming experts in US immigration rules and standards. AND - we registered for classes yesterday and surprisingly Luke and I both got the classes we need and got it arranged so that we never have class at the same time, and are taking an online class together. I'm counting that as a major blessing.