It hasn't been a good scene around here, with all of the coughing, sneezing and dripping (and in Simon's case, yacking). Simon has had a drippy nose the last few days, but otherwise seems to be coming out of the plague in pretty good shape. As for his parents, we're in the worst of it.
If there's one up side to this, it's that we're forced to spend a great deal of time with him. Diana ordinarily does that anyway, but I don't get to do it as much because of work. What's wonderful about this is seeing all of the new stuff he does. I'll be honest, I was a little anxious about his lack of crawling, particularly because it seemed that he was just too lazy. Granted, all kids do stuff at different times, but it felt like he was falling behind.
A month after he started crawling, he was walking. Now, a few weeks after that, he's doing even more. He's putting things together instead of just taking them apart. For example, he's stacking the plastic "doughnuts" on the cone. He's using the hammer on his toy work bench. He's attempting, if without success so far, to put shaped blocks into their holes. He's also starting to communicate. He uses "hi" in context, and we hear "mama," "dada" and something resembling "kitteh" in context. I'm also really excited that he's using the sign for "more" now, and we're pretty sure he's doing "eat" as well. It's very exciting!
But it's also a very bitter sweet thing to watch. I'm so proud of him for his skill development, but I'm also sad that I feel like I miss so much of it. I get to see him for about two hours at best in the evening before he goes to bed. I hate that. He'll never be this age again, and I feel like I'm missing it.
Still, I'm very proud of Simon, and I love every minute I get to spend with him.