A week of firsts

Following yesterday's first pair of shoes, I gave John his first hair cut today.

A few too many people told me what a beautiful little girl I had (while he was in navy blue and sitting in a navy blue stroller!) so I got out the shears. I've cut hair since I first gave Jane a haircut my freshman year at Caltech and I estimate I've done over 100 haircuts. At Tech, I saw it as a public service - the guys needed haircuts and some hairdos was painful to look at. Now, I just cut Dan's (and now John's) hair. Unfortunately, John started trying to grab the scissors as time went on, so I'll have some touchup to do on his hairdo tonight when Dan gets home and can entertain him. On the bright side, John didn't seem to mind at all. I think he spent the whole time playing with a socket cover that the handyman had taken out of a socket this morning.

I've read about nursers being broken into three categories:
1) Weight falls off immediately
2) Very little change for 8-12 months and then it falls off
3) No weight loss until nursing ends.

With John, I was in (2), but since I hit the 9 month mark, I've been getting skinnier and skinnier. As of January, everything pre-pregnancy fit again, but, according to my Target scale, I was still heavier than pre-pregnancy. Dan was also at his highest weight since our marriage. While in CA, however, I tried my parents scale (which was much more expensive and has been checked against their doctor's!) and magically "dropped" 15 pounds to a number which seemed to make a lot more sense!

I'm starting to count protein grams and cups of milk, but clothing seems to be getting looser everywhere except at the belly, where buttons no longer shut. But, then again, I didn't gain any weight during John's first trimester and more than made up for that by the end!