Well, the child..aka Addy, is now two weeks old and I have to say is much cuter than she was when she was born. Don't get me wrong, she was cute then, but now she has the proper color, and has a little chub in her cheeks, which just makes her as cute as a little bug in a rug. (isn't that a saying?).
She now has the ability to focus on you, although i'm not certain she understands yet that i'm any different from anything else in the room (sofa, lights etc.) but i think that is going to come shortly. You can see in her eyes that she is thinking about stuff, and that's kinda exciting.
Becca is doing well too, and is looking terrific. She now easily fits into the pants I have stopped wearing because they squeeze me too tightly...and is well on her way to her old self again.
She's also up and about, and I think that is helping her sanity a bit. today was the first day she's been able to drive, and she took Addy for her 2 wk apt.
We snuck into costco for the first time as a family the other day...mostly to cost shop diapers...which are killing me now. Who knew someone so little could produce so much.....
Oh, Becca just texted me from the checkup. Addy is now 6 lb 2 oz. Hurray for Addy!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Dating and children are for the young....
Well, during the past week (our first week with a new child), I have come to realize that much like dating, there is a reason that babies are born to young parents. I'm not saying 16 year olds, i'm just saying younger than me.
I remember the days when I could be out all night long, wake up for school at 5:15 am, and buzz through the day with the help of a snickers bar, and enjoy the night-life once again. It would usually take all week before it would start to catch up with me, and by Sunday I could sleep in and make all the tiredness go away for a whole week.
What happened to me in my old age?
The constant dating and late nights never bothered me. Sure, i was a little tired, but I would forget about it moments after I left the house.
It's only Wednesday today. I'm only 3 mornings into my first week of having a child, and right now, there is nothing on my mind except a nap.
I really have gotten old....
I remember the days when I could be out all night long, wake up for school at 5:15 am, and buzz through the day with the help of a snickers bar, and enjoy the night-life once again. It would usually take all week before it would start to catch up with me, and by Sunday I could sleep in and make all the tiredness go away for a whole week.
What happened to me in my old age?
The constant dating and late nights never bothered me. Sure, i was a little tired, but I would forget about it moments after I left the house.
It's only Wednesday today. I'm only 3 mornings into my first week of having a child, and right now, there is nothing on my mind except a nap.
I really have gotten old....
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Going Home
Yes, I've endured 3 torture filled nights at the hospital by my wife's and baby's side. And in one hour, it's official...we're going home! I'm so so excited!
Baby finally got a name, "Adalynn Rose Palmer", and you, my loyal followers are the very first to know the final name. As of the posting of this blog...there is not one person besides Becca, the baby, and myself who know the outcome of this arduous endeavor. We did document it on video so the future teenager can know that we did not take this task lightly.
I am currently cleaning up the room, and have asked 3 separate nurses if there is a "funk" in our room. You really need to know if you're the funk producing type so you can take additional steps in the future to prevent it. However, each and every one of them has assured us that there is no funk, and that there have been rooms that they dread to go inside. I told them it was for our own good that they inform us...but you never know if you got the truth or something to make you feel better.
That being the case, we've lived in this room since Thursday morning at about 8 am after we left the recovery room. I have not showered, nor changed my underwear in all that time. I try to look at it as though I were camping, but i'm still struggling a bit. At least when you're camping, you've got the camp-fire to act as a natural deodorant. If you're smelling the funk...just stand a little closer to the fire for 5 minutes, and all your problems are smoked away.
Anyway, i'm more than ready for a shower and we still have an hour to go before we can leave...if they let us go. You ever feel hostage?
So, the room is well packed, and Becca is in the process of finding the clothing that will be adorning the child (which now has a name) into her first foray into the world. From here on out there will be nothing but firsts for the child. Kind of exciting, don't you think? What if you had a full week of brand new experiences...things you'd never before done at every turn. Never been outside, never been in a car, never seen a tree (although they're gray and leafless), birds, or even felt the wind (other than me blowing in her face to make her squint). Yes, the world is a very exciting place, and she's in a position to learn all about it. I admit, I am jealous.
Welcome to the world Adalynn......
Baby finally got a name, "Adalynn Rose Palmer", and you, my loyal followers are the very first to know the final name. As of the posting of this blog...there is not one person besides Becca, the baby, and myself who know the outcome of this arduous endeavor. We did document it on video so the future teenager can know that we did not take this task lightly.
I am currently cleaning up the room, and have asked 3 separate nurses if there is a "funk" in our room. You really need to know if you're the funk producing type so you can take additional steps in the future to prevent it. However, each and every one of them has assured us that there is no funk, and that there have been rooms that they dread to go inside. I told them it was for our own good that they inform us...but you never know if you got the truth or something to make you feel better.
That being the case, we've lived in this room since Thursday morning at about 8 am after we left the recovery room. I have not showered, nor changed my underwear in all that time. I try to look at it as though I were camping, but i'm still struggling a bit. At least when you're camping, you've got the camp-fire to act as a natural deodorant. If you're smelling the funk...just stand a little closer to the fire for 5 minutes, and all your problems are smoked away.
Anyway, i'm more than ready for a shower and we still have an hour to go before we can leave...if they let us go. You ever feel hostage?
So, the room is well packed, and Becca is in the process of finding the clothing that will be adorning the child (which now has a name) into her first foray into the world. From here on out there will be nothing but firsts for the child. Kind of exciting, don't you think? What if you had a full week of brand new experiences...things you'd never before done at every turn. Never been outside, never been in a car, never seen a tree (although they're gray and leafless), birds, or even felt the wind (other than me blowing in her face to make her squint). Yes, the world is a very exciting place, and she's in a position to learn all about it. I admit, I am jealous.
Welcome to the world Adalynn......
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