One Month Old

Time is flying. Our little guy is now one month old.
It is one of those situations where time goes by fast and slow at the same time. The fact that our little guy is growing so fast is amazing. At 2am when he doesn’t want to sleep, the clock seems to stand still as I try to convince him that mommy needs some shut eye.

Just the other day we had dinner at my mother-in-laws and she commented that he “doesn’t have that infant look anymore. He looks like a baby now.” That’s because he got his mommy’s big head. (A lot of the hats I have for him do not fit and he hasn’t even worn them yet!)

Last night was the first night that Baby slept in his own room. I resisted my urge to go to him every time he made a noise. For the most part I think things went well.

Hubby and I are starting to sound like those parents I used to make fun of. I find myself (half joking mind you) saying that our baby is advancing faster than other babies. He could practically lift his own head right from birth! Okay, maybe not that fast, but his neck muscles are pretty strong for only four weeks.

His coos and gurgles make me fall in love with him over and over again. Oh and that killer smile (or IS it gas?) has my heart skipping a beat.
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About a week ago we received a bill from the hospital. I was confused. We don’t have insurance, just OHIP. I asked to be on a ward because that is covered. I know I was put in a semi-private room, however I figured I was there because I had heard the nurses say that the maternity ward was really busy.

So anyway, the bill was for $420. Not exactly chump change – especially for new parents. So hubby called and the person in billing said that I had signed for it and that was that. He tried to argue that IF I did sign for it, I had just gotten out of surgery and was still drugged up. Nothing they could do about it.

My gung-ho Mother-in-law heard about this and decided to investigate further on our behalf. MIL got them to fax her a copy of this form I supposedly signed. HA! Not my signature!! Someone messed up big time. I am relieved because the thought of taking a hospital to court didn’t sound so easy to me. I thank God for my mother-in-law.

I do wonder if they will be able to get payment from the person that did sign the form?!