my true love gave to me:
Twelve Drummers Drumming
(On his way to becoming a pro, like his uncle matt)
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
On the Eleventh Day of Christmas...
my true love gave to me:
Eleven Pipers Piping
(Kilt, like Connery)
On the Tenth Day of Christmas...
my true love gave to me:
Ten Lords a Leaping
(That's right--he's riding a dog that's chasing a rabbit... We had a hard time getting this little lord to leap)
(That's right--he's riding a dog that's chasing a rabbit... We had a hard time getting this little lord to leap)
Thursday, December 23, 2010
On the Ninth Day of Christmas...
my true love gave to me:
Nine Ladies Dancing
(Special thanks to guest ballerina, Miss Miranda!)
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Scene from a Marriage
Scene: Jon and Jenn walking to their car after leaving the home of friends. Jon is walking in front of Jenn holding the two icy root beers she asked him to carry so that her hands wouldn't freeze and fall off while Jenn follows, toting the diaper bag and baby in car seat.
Jenn: Why's that? Because it looks like you're making your wife carry all of the heavy things?
Jon: (Drinking one of the root beers): While I drink soda in front of you.
Jenn: Not just that, you're holding TWO sodas. They'll think, 'who does that guy think he is?! with his two root beers.'
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
On the First Day of Christmas...
my true love gave to me:
A Partridge in a Pear Tree
(moments after this photo was taken, he tried to eat the partridge)
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Thanksgiving Lessons Learned...
Go easy on the amount of potato skins with which you burden your garbage disposal or risk enlisting your dinner guests for help and eating an hour later than expected...
Why is Jenn Rocking that Hair Dryer?
Our mellow baby has been going through a fussy season over the last week or so. Usually at night, he'll have an extended unhappy period where he will cry... nay, scream, unless he is kept in constant motion where he can see lights or ceiling fan... Then he falls asleep:)
The other day I was attempting to get ready when one such fit monopolized a good chunk of the morning. Since I knew our son was tired and fighting a nap, I took action (which felt like cheating) and turned to my hair dryer for help. It's both comical and amazing how quickly he calms down in the presence of white noise. So I rocked both him and the hair dryer until he fell asleep a few minutes later.
When I tried to set him in his swing, he began fussing again, so I tried another tactic:
(hair dryer turned on full blast on the floor so that I could brush my teeth without juggling it and a baby)
Result:
Success.
After another wakeful night last night, I also discovered this little gem: www.simplynoise.com I can't sing its praises enough. I'm blogging with this site activated right now as my baby sleeps soundly next to me, unswaddled (that's a big deal).
Thank you, white noise. You have saved nap time.
Six Weeks
When did this happen?... It's hard to believe, but our little boy is now working through his sixth week of existence. Crazy talk.
I'll be honest, the first month was incredible and overwhelming--a combination of wonder and adjustments.
I spent the first week of our son's life convinced that he couldn't sleep safely unless I was hovering over him, monitoring his breathing. This is what happens when you're a neurotic new mom whose baby spent his first 24 hours choking on remnant amniotic fluid in his lungs. Fortunately, I have a very patient and helpful husband, and we eventually got used to his little sleep sounds. Really, during the first week I ebbed and flowed emotionally between thankfulness and vulnerability:
Reservations aside, being parents has been the best experience for Jon and I since becoming husband and wife. It's been so fun to watch our boy reach little milestones, to play with him, to comfort him at night, to watch his little personality develop (looking like we're going to have a mellow, contemplative kid on our hands:). We feel love for him that we never knew existed--sometimes it's almost too much. That may sound cliche, but it is very much true.
Also, we're so thankful that we had family (Dave, Debbie and Joy) out to visit and help with the baby, housework, meals, etc. We're also fortunate enough to have an incredible community of friends who have dropped in over the past several weeks with food and words of encouragement. Family and friends, please know how much we appreciate you. Really. You have made our lives so much easier over the past month.
I'll be honest, the first month was incredible and overwhelming--a combination of wonder and adjustments.
I spent the first week of our son's life convinced that he couldn't sleep safely unless I was hovering over him, monitoring his breathing. This is what happens when you're a neurotic new mom whose baby spent his first 24 hours choking on remnant amniotic fluid in his lungs. Fortunately, I have a very patient and helpful husband, and we eventually got used to his little sleep sounds. Really, during the first week I ebbed and flowed emotionally between thankfulness and vulnerability:
- Would Jon get drafted as one of the students who would have to spend their third year of med school at a campus four hours away?
- Was I feeding our baby enough?
- Would we have to take out more student loans just to offset the energy costs associated with the mountains of laundry this tiny person generates?
- How long would it take for me to feel like I did, physically, before our son was born?
- How quickly would Jon figure out that I had no idea what I was doing as a mother and that my ultimate failure to swaddle our kiddo properly would eventually lead him to turn to a life of drugs and violence???
Reservations aside, being parents has been the best experience for Jon and I since becoming husband and wife. It's been so fun to watch our boy reach little milestones, to play with him, to comfort him at night, to watch his little personality develop (looking like we're going to have a mellow, contemplative kid on our hands:). We feel love for him that we never knew existed--sometimes it's almost too much. That may sound cliche, but it is very much true.
Also, we're so thankful that we had family (Dave, Debbie and Joy) out to visit and help with the baby, housework, meals, etc. We're also fortunate enough to have an incredible community of friends who have dropped in over the past several weeks with food and words of encouragement. Family and friends, please know how much we appreciate you. Really. You have made our lives so much easier over the past month.
Post-milk smiles:)
Happy alert time in the morning
The cutest bear ever
Playing with dad
Exploring different textures
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