I met up with a girl I met online- I wrote about her a few months ago and how her little boy was ill. Sadly, he passed away last month. She's is an amazing woman, though, and still wants to get to know me and G-man. I have lunch plans with another woman from the same online board tomorrow, and I heard today from a mom's group. So I'm trying. I am hoping to meet up people. For the most part, I don't want to hate it here. Why would I want to be miserable? But I'll admit, there is a small part of me that feels loyal to my old town and stubborn about the feelings I had the last 17 years that "there's no place like home" (home being my old town). That teeny tiny part of me would somehow feel justified if I hate it here. But hopefully I don't, because that would make my life rough for quite a while.
G-man is doing great. He's pretty much doubled his birth weight. He is holding his head up well and "talking" to us all of the time. He grins at us and laughs in his sleep (we're still waiting for a "for real" out loud laugh). He loves his doggies and his mommy and daddy. I'm enjoying dressing him like a little man (in spite of my MIL's insistence that I have far too many clothes for him) and he's getting close to needing a hair trim, at least around his ears.
We love him to pieces and it's weird to imagine that just over three months ago he wasn't here yet.