Work -- not yet, not unless you count law school. Which I do
. But I have the best mother in law on the planet, and she moved in with us (into our 1 bedroom apartment! She has been living on the sofa for the past 4 months in a living room that doesn't close off from the hallway!) so that Dov wouldn't have to be with a babysitter when I was in school. Did I mention she moved from Illinois to New York and only goes back for weekends every three weeks or so? I call that dedication! So what that means is that I have a built-in babysitter for when I need to do schoolwork. On the one hand, I feel bad that he sometimes spends all day with her -- on the other hand, he nurses every two hours and I usually play with him for at least 1/2 an hour each time after he's done, so we DO spend plenty of time together. And until finals, I really insisted that if I needed a break to work, DH take him so that they built a relationship. It paid off -- he came home late on Monday, and Dov literally leaped at him. Then he had to put him down to go to the bathroom, and Dov started to cry -- I'd never seen him do that before -- and as soon as DH came out, out came the smiles. It was so sweet. But Dov is definitely spending more time with MIL that he should be these few weeks. MIL is coming with me when I move to the DC region to watch him during my bar review classes, because those start a month before DH can leave his job. I'm hoping that's less intense than finals have been, but I'm not holding my breath.
High chair -- someone gave us a nearly new Chicco, which has a tray cover under which there are toys. We tend to put Dov there while we eat -- he chews on the toys and plays with tuperware and doesn't spend as much time eyeing our food! It has a nice inner padding for an infant which I expect we'll remove when he gets bigger, but for now it's a great fit.
Shopping -- ugh. I didn't gain much when I was pregnant, maybe 20-25 pounds, but instead of losing it, I've been steadily gaining weight since then. I could blame it on the nursnig, but I think it has more to do with eating constantly to keep myself up all night to work on papers. And I started out a size 24; now I'm up a size and at a total loss as to how I'm going to find appropriate business clothing for my job this fall. I'll be working at a federal appellat courthouse, and I think the convention is black business suits, definitely for court week, but maybe also for the rest of the month.
MidwestMeg -- We have a used Pliko P3 too, and I was wondering whether the standing board at the back really worked well. I'm glad to hear it does! Dov is our first, but we definitely hope to have another while he's still young enough to need it. Will we do it right away? I don't know. It would be nice to wait until I was at a job that would give me maternity leave (going back to school a week postpartum just didn't do it for me), but that's not going to make or break my decision about when to start trying for another baby. Also, I'm spoiled. Dov is such a happy baby. Sure, he wants me to play with him a lot -- but if I don't, he might try
to cry. He works up a little whimper and then it dies from lack of will. It's the funniest thing to watch! The only times I've seen him really crying
were in a carseat when he was little, when DH basically dropped him on the floor (!), and more recently when he got an anal fissure from tying to pass a very loose stool. No, one more -- when he had an ear infection -- but he only started to fuss about twenty minutes before it ruptured! So while I know intellectually that my second could be much higher-needs, I keep thinking, "sure, I could do this with a two year old around!"