Our pediatrician noted Christian's "male-pattern baldness" - this shot displays his mohawk well
Leelee and our bucket of evidence
New bangs, cut Saturday by yours truly (never a good idea)About two months ago I took a photo of Christian with 2 of his friends from Baby and Me group, Ronan and Quinn. We met up again last Saturday and re-created the shot, this time with ever so slightly larger babies (understatement - Ronan is weighing in at a cool 20 pounds, and Quinn is right up there! Stinks is a petite little guy at 15)
Some random musings:
1) We had swim lessons yesterday in the 68 degree overcast weather. Christian was used to slightly warmer conditions (try 30 degrees warmer, as it had been above 90 at every prior lesson). Poor little guy was shivering by around 18 minutes so we bundled him up and sped home for a nice warm bath. He made a speedy recovery and all is well! Speaking of swim, he did awesome yesterday - backfloats, head dunks and side to side water sweeps didn't phase him.
2) New thing: Screaming (I think he likes the sound of his own voice). Personally I think it's pretty funny :)
3) My computer has a virus - from China of all places! Those Chinese...
Dae has been my personal Geek Squad, staying up all sorts of hours to try to figure this bug out.
4) An outline of our typical night these days:
7:00pm: Dad swaddles Christian and places him, crying, into the crib.
7:02pm: Christian emits one wail, and usually promptly falls asleep (woohoo!). Dae and I watch Jeopardy (right now it's Teen Jeopardy - we love it and feel smart because we can actually answer some of the questions), eat dinner, and catch up on all of our reality TV.
10:00pm: Dreaded wake-up. Dad or I bring Christian into bed where he nurses for, seriously, as long as humanly possible (he's onto us, we're convinced). If any of the three of us are conscious after this nursing session, stinky guy is brought back to his crib for Round 2. Crying is usually not involved in this round, thank goodness.
12 midnight - 1:00am: This begins the hazy period of our night. None of us are sure what time it is, nor where we are, who we are, etc. Christian wakes up for the second time, at which time he is now allowed into our bed (victory!). I fall into and out of consciousness for the remainder of the night, allowing Christian to nurse at will. It is truly a smorgasbord.
4:00am: This part is new. Christian wakes up, cries, and is inconsolable. The only thing that works is for one of us to pick up him, bring him out into the living room and place him in his swing. He passes out immediately for another 3 hours.
Big sigh. Everybody says this too shall pass. What I would do for an uninterrupted 8-hour night!
Some random musings:
1) We had swim lessons yesterday in the 68 degree overcast weather. Christian was used to slightly warmer conditions (try 30 degrees warmer, as it had been above 90 at every prior lesson). Poor little guy was shivering by around 18 minutes so we bundled him up and sped home for a nice warm bath. He made a speedy recovery and all is well! Speaking of swim, he did awesome yesterday - backfloats, head dunks and side to side water sweeps didn't phase him.
2) New thing: Screaming (I think he likes the sound of his own voice). Personally I think it's pretty funny :)
3) My computer has a virus - from China of all places! Those Chinese...
Dae has been my personal Geek Squad, staying up all sorts of hours to try to figure this bug out.
4) An outline of our typical night these days:
7:00pm: Dad swaddles Christian and places him, crying, into the crib.
7:02pm: Christian emits one wail, and usually promptly falls asleep (woohoo!). Dae and I watch Jeopardy (right now it's Teen Jeopardy - we love it and feel smart because we can actually answer some of the questions), eat dinner, and catch up on all of our reality TV.
10:00pm: Dreaded wake-up. Dad or I bring Christian into bed where he nurses for, seriously, as long as humanly possible (he's onto us, we're convinced). If any of the three of us are conscious after this nursing session, stinky guy is brought back to his crib for Round 2. Crying is usually not involved in this round, thank goodness.
12 midnight - 1:00am: This begins the hazy period of our night. None of us are sure what time it is, nor where we are, who we are, etc. Christian wakes up for the second time, at which time he is now allowed into our bed (victory!). I fall into and out of consciousness for the remainder of the night, allowing Christian to nurse at will. It is truly a smorgasbord.
4:00am: This part is new. Christian wakes up, cries, and is inconsolable. The only thing that works is for one of us to pick up him, bring him out into the living room and place him in his swing. He passes out immediately for another 3 hours.
Big sigh. Everybody says this too shall pass. What I would do for an uninterrupted 8-hour night!
Oh Mel - your chronicles are so entertaining. I get a good chuckle every time!
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