
After all of the excitement of almost a month on the road, it was time to get back home. Things started ominously enough-Sam started crying in the security line in Salt Lake. I could sense the trepidation of the other passengers. Everyone seemed to be looking at us thinking "Please don't let that kid be next to me." If this was a portent of things to come, we were looking at a very long day. Since both of us would be watching Sam we decided to take tickets with a stopover in Denver instead of direct. We were now regretting this decision. He was actually pretty good in both airports, but we feared the flying most. Luckily, once we got on the airplane both times he turned in to an angel. He slept most of both flights, and it was actually a chore to wake him up once we got back to Philly.
Once we made it home life returned to a sort of normalcy. Sam continued to recover, and on his next doctors visit was given a clean bill of health. A week and a half later we had his two month check-up. There seemed to be no lasting affects from his virus, and he definitely didn't lose any weight. Our doctor told us he looked more like a 4-5 month old than a 2 month old. He measured out at 23 1/2 inches and just shy of 13 pounds. Everything was completely normal, from head size to his heart to his somewhat goofy mannerisms. The only terrible part about the visit was his shots, 2 in one thigh and 1 in the other. After some tears and pouty lips, soothing words from mommy calmed him down nicely enough to get him home to safety.
To celebrate his recovery, we bought him a few new toys. We got him a new mobile for his co-sleeper in our room, and the Ocean Wonders bouncer he fell in love with at the Bean's house. Both were huge hits for him. Turning them on seemed to flip a switch in his brain, commanding his legs to kick furiously while his arms would sway back and forth. Very cute!
Not much else happened for Sam. He lost most of his red baby hair, but new red hair seems to sprout daily. He continues to grow and by now is probably closing in on 14 pounds. He talks much more to us now as well, and I swear he says "daddy" every once in a while.


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