The First Thanksgiving

Well, not really "the" first Thanksgiving, but Isabel's first Thanksgiving. We started the morning walking in the 3rd annual Folsom Turkey Trot. Ryan and I walked the 5K and I carried Isabel in the front pack. I thought my back would hurt a lot more than it did. It was actually a really good work out. The course route was winding through one of the newer neighborhoods which happens to have a big marsh in the middle. A lot bigger and nicer than the marsh next to our neighborhood. It was a really nice way to start the day - except for the amount of people. They had around 3,600 folks running and/or walking. That doesn't sound too bad, except for much of the course was on a walking path which wasn't really wide enough. If I ever decide to take up running again and want to run for time, I won't be choosing this race. Otherwise it was a lot of fun and Isabel really enjoyed the hustle and bustle. She even managed to flirt a little along the way. I keep thinking about what we could do as a Thanksgiving day tradition, and this might be it. If for no other reason than I haven't thought of anything better.

Dinner was at my folks' house this year, and every year. We ate a "traditional" Thanksgiving meal. Isabel had wheat cereal, sweet peas, turkey puree, prune, carrot and puffs. She at a lot and was quite happy with the meal selection. She stayed up longer than normal and was in good spirits the whole time. My dad was thrilled that she was so happy - it gave him someone to play with.

She's doing great with eating. I weighed her this morning on our scale and she was 14.6 pounds. Up a bit from her last appointment. Hopefully she'll keep this up. She's becoming way too busy to nurse lately. Some feedings I can only get her to settle down for 2 or 3 minutes. I've been taking herbal supplements that are supposed to help milk production. It's been just under one week since I started. I'll give it one more week before I decide if it's working or not. The drops taste h-o-r-r-i-b-l-e! The tea is quite good, though. If this doesn't work I'll be getting a prescription of domperidone. I'm actually okay if she doesn't want to nurse anymore, but I'd prefer she get at least some breast milk every day instead of 100% formula.

She'll be 8 months next week. I can't believe how fast this is going. Her tooth is peeking out a little more each day, too. It looks like she is really enjoying her new skills and progress. She's just so happy.