Haleluah!

I would like thank all of you that offered sacrifices to your various gods and deities. Maxim is now back on breast milk, and I don't have to be on a crazy diet. We started giving Max expressed breast milk from the bottle last Tuesday and he didn't have an adverse reaction to it. How happy were we! So now he is a breast milk baby. I think we might have to supplement a bit, I don't think I produce quite enough milk, but he will be primarily fed breast milk and I am a happy camper.

We got back from the cottage Friday. The weather wasn't perfect, but it was still a nice week away with the family. Max was really good with the long car ride. His limit seems to be about 4 hours, and then he isn't terribly pleased after that point. So the last hour/hour and a half was a little hard with max cranking and crying, but we made it both there and back with little trauma.

Everyone got to know Max over the week, and I think Glenna and Tom were very happy to have a little more bonding time with him. We also got to know Max's cousin Connor more as well. He is a rambunctious 18 month old with a mind of his own. Reanne is going to have her hands full when the new baby arrives in September. After a week of eating until you bust, sitting around, laying about and all around sloth-like activity (all very much enjoyed), it was nice to get out and walk to the park. Now back to our regular routine.