A big day

I guess they’re all big days when you’ve only had 16 of them. Today Conrad met another grandparent, Grammy, who’s here for two weeks. We went to the airport en famille to meet her. I’m sure he was very excited, although his outward demeanor was as it always is when he’s in the car: cool and detached. Asleep, really.

As if that weren’t enough, he also had his first visit to a restaurant tonight. We went to Panzanella, where I had the homemade papardelle with bolognese, Jean had the lemon chicken with mascarpone mashed potatoes, Thelma had the scallops with risotto, and Conrad had a nap. Possibly with dreams of boob.

By the way, I will usually post more pictures to his Flickr page than I post here, and some days I may only post pictures to Flickr without posting here at all, so be sure to check the Flickr page, too. The link is over there in the right column somewhere.

First Day Alone

Today was the first day that Conrad and I spent alone home together. Up until now, either Dave or the doula have been here for all of part of the day. Hence the lack of photos, as Dave has been in charge of all things electronic in the past two weeks.

All in all, it went pretty well. I still am contemplating how I might watch the baby, take a shower, get dressed and leave the house in a single day. Perhaps the shower isn’t so important.

The miracle of the day is that Conrad has been holding tight to a schedule. I’m sure this has nothing to do with me, and more to do with him, his stomach size and disposition. Regardless, every three hours, like clockwork, he wakes up, nurses and then promptly goes back to sleep. I’m sure this won’t last, but it’s been a very nice first day together.

I’ve even had time to pet the poor needy cats. Poor Roy is about to tie a napsack to his back and go in search of a more attentive family. It’s hard to explain the concept of ‘baby’ to the furry family that’s been the center of attention for the past ten years.

In other news, we welcome two new babies to the world. Congratulations Jenny and Jon Whaley on the arrival of Sterling Bernard, born on Sunday. They came and visited us on Friday night and then Jenny went into labor on Saturday. That’s some baby mojo Conrad has.

Also Congratulations to our neighbors Ingrid and Rob Morris on the arrival of Anna Katherine, born on Thursday. Conrad looks forward to hanging out with his new friends.

Fun With Sleep Deprivation

Last night around 2 a.m. Conrad was ready to be fed, and it’s my job to get him up and change his diaper in preparation. Then I remembered the baby care class where we learned you not only have to change the baby’s diaper, you also have to change the baby’s basket, but you don’t have to change his basket every time you change his diaper. So I lay there wondering if it was time to change his basket, or just his diaper.

As I woke up a little more, I started wondering what exactly the hell his basket was. While I was thinking about that, I remembered the class was taught by Captain Deakins, the character on Law and Order: Criminal Intent who sometimes wears an eyepatch. At that point I was pretty much awake and realized I could stop looking for his basket.

Once again, work cuts into my blogging

Today was my first day back at work, and I only managed one picture of the boy. In fact, Jean took it with my camera phone on the way home from the pediatrician. Since we have so many photos of him around the house it seemed a shame to miss the opportunity for a change of backdrop.

Very good news from the baby doc. His jaundice is gone and he's gaining weight like his daddy after a bad breakup. At two weeks he has surpassed his birth weight by seven ounces. The size of a small steak, gained in tiny, painstaking, mommy-punishing gulps. In fact they told us they like to see average weight gain of 20 grams per day, and he's averaging 36. That's my boy.