June 22, 2000 - Thursday
We visited some friends today that also have a six week old baby. Naturally, the mother's pregnancy overlapped a little with Harry's mothers and one of the few downsides to the move to our new house will be the somewhat decreased likelihood of a mini play and support group amongst the six of us. We'll still be in the area, working here, but we won't be living right up the road.

It was quite a novelty to see such a small baby again. Harry's almost doubled in weight since his birth just six months ago and was a surprising contrast to the tiny person in the room with him and to the baby he once was. I often go back and look at the pictures and see how small he was, but to see that old familiar size in a little infant's one-piece put the Harry's growth in a clear perspective.

In a bit of an irony, I've found myself saying recently that I notice that Harry keeps getting lighter. It's not true, of course, but it feels like it. Harry's mother agrees that her arms, biceps, triceps, and forearms are all a lot stronger now than they used to be. I remember it being tiring to hold Harry for too long when he was younger and my muscle strength had yet to be honed. Now I regularly carry Harry out on errands without a carrier, just holding him in my arms, and never seem to notice the weight. Harry sitting there on my arm - looking all around, being cute, and charming the ladies at the bank - probably is its own distraction, but my arms are definitely more attuned to that position.


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