Evan's impression of Popeye the Sailorman.
Hee. That was funny.
Me and E.
E examining his Daddy very carefully.
Baby Hat!!
Friday, January 30, 2009
5 weeks pics
Evan's impression of Popeye the Sailorman.
Hee. That was funny.
Me and E.
E examining his Daddy very carefully.
Baby Hat!!
Chained to the couch
Evan turned six weeks old yesterday. Apparently that means the little dictator won an a 24-hour access nursing pass. What does that mean for me? Well today it means don't even bother getting up off the couch, except for eating, bathroom breaks or letting the dog out (and you better do it quick). Luckily, I've been expecting this growth spurt (thank you babycenter.com) or I wouldn't have known what hit me. I'm also happy to report that I can expect to get my new normal life with Evan back within a few days. Thank Neptune!
Last night was really rough...I don't think I got any sleep until I pitifully rolled over at 5:15 a.m. and asked Mike, "can you get him this time?" And Mike was all over it. Yay Daddy! He even got to feed Evan twice within the hour! He was fussing and hungry all night, waking up every 45min to an hour. Luckily, as soon as I picked him up, or plugged in his pacifier, he'd go back to sleep most of time but it was too hard for me to be up and down and get much sleep at all. Amazingly, I feel pretty awake and well today. I guess your body really does get used to it.
So today, I figured out a way to hold Evan so that I can doze, write or play on the internet while he sleeps on my chest (thereby allowing him to sleep longer and sounder). This way, we can both store up energy for the next nursing session. I don't mind at all... after all, when he's awake I get my paycheck of smiles and baby conversations to keep me going. Nevertheless, I'll be glad when he's back to his every 3-4 hour schedule!
Last night was really rough...I don't think I got any sleep until I pitifully rolled over at 5:15 a.m. and asked Mike, "can you get him this time?" And Mike was all over it. Yay Daddy! He even got to feed Evan twice within the hour! He was fussing and hungry all night, waking up every 45min to an hour. Luckily, as soon as I picked him up, or plugged in his pacifier, he'd go back to sleep most of time but it was too hard for me to be up and down and get much sleep at all. Amazingly, I feel pretty awake and well today. I guess your body really does get used to it.
So today, I figured out a way to hold Evan so that I can doze, write or play on the internet while he sleeps on my chest (thereby allowing him to sleep longer and sounder). This way, we can both store up energy for the next nursing session. I don't mind at all... after all, when he's awake I get my paycheck of smiles and baby conversations to keep me going. Nevertheless, I'll be glad when he's back to his every 3-4 hour schedule!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Pics of Evan - 1 month old already!
Mike's taking a photography class and needed some portraits of Evan, though after we set up this little shoot he realized they were supposed to be outdoors. I don't think Evan would've appreciated being naked outside in the 30 degree weather we're having right now. Oh well, I wanted these anyway. Mike took the naked ones, and I took the red diaper ones. Not bad!
A bit dark, but I like this one a lot.
Feels good to stretch out!
Something's funny in this dream!
I'm a model, you know what I mean?
Another big stretch.
Our attempt at baby art portrait.
A bit dark, but I like this one a lot.
Feels good to stretch out!
Something's funny in this dream!
I'm a model, you know what I mean?
Another big stretch.
Our attempt at baby art portrait.
Pictures and Blogger Subscribing
I just wanted to remind you that we have a website for photos since we've recently added a bunch of Evan. Here it is: SmugMug Pictures Hopefully we can start putting videos on there too, but so far that hasn't worked.
Also, if you want to follow this blog I added some ways to follow/subscribe in the right hand column of this page. You may or may not be able to do this depending on whether you have a google account or whatnot. Under subscribe, there is a dropdown with the other accounts that have the ability to allow you to follow this blog.
If you try it, let me know how it works.
Also, if you want to follow this blog I added some ways to follow/subscribe in the right hand column of this page. You may or may not be able to do this depending on whether you have a google account or whatnot. Under subscribe, there is a dropdown with the other accounts that have the ability to allow you to follow this blog.
If you try it, let me know how it works.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Evan's changing so fast!
Got the urge to write again to record some of Evan's milestones before I forget them. This blog is rapidly becoming Evan's blog...but that's okay. For now, we are but mere satellites revolving around this new, little planet. He has a new nickname too...we call him "Time-suck" since he has replaced our other time-sucking activities like facebook and surfing the internet, and well, now that I think about it, everything else including cleaning out the catbox and bathing regularly.
Thank goodness there has been two of us to deal with this tiny person, because I don't know how I would have done it without Mike taking one feeding at night and all the other hours he has spent entertaining, changing, calming, being a giant human pillow and all the other roles he has taken on in being Daddy. He is going back to work next week, which means I'll be doing all night again and all day too. I'm a little nervous, but I'm sure it will be fine. I did have one meltdown this week, when Mike came running downstairs after he heard me swear in the kitchen. As soon as I saw him I burst into tears. He told me he was trying to leave me alone from 8 to 5pm to see if I would survive. Hmmm. I guess I failed that test...although I was still alive and so was Evan so that's a good thing. It just stinks when you spend a lot of time emptying your boobs into a bottle, for the one break you get at night, while trying to entertain a fussy baby and then you spill half on the carpet downstairs and then more into the kitchen sink.
Breast feeding... 40% love/bonding and 60% GAH! this sucks (literally and pun intended). 'Nuf said. It is all I can do to not quit 14 times a day.
Oh yeah, I was going to talk about Evan's milestones wasn't I? K, I'm done complaining. BTW, this is taking several days to write, in between interuptions from Time-suck, just so you don't think I'm exaggerating. That's fine though, the following things make the hard stuff worth going through.
FIRST REAL SMILE -- When Evan was 2 1/2 weeks we were giving him a sponge bath and he was screaming like Tuna when you accidentally step on him. As a new parent, I can now attest to the fact that a baby crying really does raise your blood pressure and your heart rate and all those other things that make you care about doing everything possible to make the boss happy. An evolutionary marvel (k, getting off topic, sorry). So he was frazzling us for the entire time it took to get him clean. While he screamed and turned purple, we were trying to hurry. Finally, it was all over and he was all wrapped snuggly in his fish towel and I decided to try the baby massage lotion I bought. I thought for sure it would make him mad since he was still partially naked. But as I was talking to him, all of a sudden, I looked up and he was looking me dead in the eye and grinning a gummy grin from ear to ear!! I was shocked since he was still so young. I yelled at Mike to quick look and I know he saw it, but he blamed it on gas. HMPH...jealousy I think, yeah?? From then on, I got a smile out him at least once a day when I was talking to him and he was looking me in the eyes. YAY WE HAVE A GENIUS...that does make him a genius right?? :D I will always remember that first one.
FIRST REAL BATH -- We gave Evan his first dunked in water tub bath the other day (a little over 4 weeks old) b/c it took a little longer for his belly button to heal. I was nervous b/c all his other baths had been so traumatic up to this point. I was worried we'd get turned in for having a filthy baby b/c I was protecting Evan from getting a scary bath. Mike got out our new camcorder to document the occasion and after a brief scuffle over whether or not the water was too hot, we got him in. HOORAY!! No tears!! In fact, we got quite an entertaining video of him SMILING in the tub! After that we poured water on his face, he sneezed and we turned the camera off. Moments later, he pooped and we had to start all over. Way to go buddy! Here's a link to the video: Evan's First Bath
OTHER BABY PARTY TRICKS -- Evan (at 5 weeks) is also holding his head up while on his tummy for a few seconds at a time (WOW - AMAZING!! yes...I'm officially one of those moms) and can follow an object from his left side to his right. Like I said...genius.
Thank goodness there has been two of us to deal with this tiny person, because I don't know how I would have done it without Mike taking one feeding at night and all the other hours he has spent entertaining, changing, calming, being a giant human pillow and all the other roles he has taken on in being Daddy. He is going back to work next week, which means I'll be doing all night again and all day too. I'm a little nervous, but I'm sure it will be fine. I did have one meltdown this week, when Mike came running downstairs after he heard me swear in the kitchen. As soon as I saw him I burst into tears. He told me he was trying to leave me alone from 8 to 5pm to see if I would survive. Hmmm. I guess I failed that test...although I was still alive and so was Evan so that's a good thing. It just stinks when you spend a lot of time emptying your boobs into a bottle, for the one break you get at night, while trying to entertain a fussy baby and then you spill half on the carpet downstairs and then more into the kitchen sink.
Breast feeding... 40% love/bonding and 60% GAH! this sucks (literally and pun intended). 'Nuf said. It is all I can do to not quit 14 times a day.
Oh yeah, I was going to talk about Evan's milestones wasn't I? K, I'm done complaining. BTW, this is taking several days to write, in between interuptions from Time-suck, just so you don't think I'm exaggerating. That's fine though, the following things make the hard stuff worth going through.
FIRST REAL SMILE -- When Evan was 2 1/2 weeks we were giving him a sponge bath and he was screaming like Tuna when you accidentally step on him. As a new parent, I can now attest to the fact that a baby crying really does raise your blood pressure and your heart rate and all those other things that make you care about doing everything possible to make the boss happy. An evolutionary marvel (k, getting off topic, sorry). So he was frazzling us for the entire time it took to get him clean. While he screamed and turned purple, we were trying to hurry. Finally, it was all over and he was all wrapped snuggly in his fish towel and I decided to try the baby massage lotion I bought. I thought for sure it would make him mad since he was still partially naked. But as I was talking to him, all of a sudden, I looked up and he was looking me dead in the eye and grinning a gummy grin from ear to ear!! I was shocked since he was still so young. I yelled at Mike to quick look and I know he saw it, but he blamed it on gas. HMPH...jealousy I think, yeah?? From then on, I got a smile out him at least once a day when I was talking to him and he was looking me in the eyes. YAY WE HAVE A GENIUS...that does make him a genius right?? :D I will always remember that first one.
FIRST REAL BATH -- We gave Evan his first dunked in water tub bath the other day (a little over 4 weeks old) b/c it took a little longer for his belly button to heal. I was nervous b/c all his other baths had been so traumatic up to this point. I was worried we'd get turned in for having a filthy baby b/c I was protecting Evan from getting a scary bath. Mike got out our new camcorder to document the occasion and after a brief scuffle over whether or not the water was too hot, we got him in. HOORAY!! No tears!! In fact, we got quite an entertaining video of him SMILING in the tub! After that we poured water on his face, he sneezed and we turned the camera off. Moments later, he pooped and we had to start all over. Way to go buddy! Here's a link to the video: Evan's First Bath
OTHER BABY PARTY TRICKS -- Evan (at 5 weeks) is also holding his head up while on his tummy for a few seconds at a time (WOW - AMAZING!! yes...I'm officially one of those moms) and can follow an object from his left side to his right. Like I said...genius.
Friday, January 2, 2009
New Year's Post...one or two days late
So yesterday, scratch that, the day before yesterday, was New Year's Day and Evan turned 2 weeks old! This is my second attempt at writing my NYD post...the actual day I didn't even try and yesterday I was derailed by an 8 pound noise-maker. I think this time I'll make it to the end, b/c I'm learning that Evan sleeps best around this time of morning so I can get stuff done fairly easily (which is good, b/c part of that involves walking the dog outside to poop). Anyway, here goes.
It was a weird New Year's for me b/c I have held a tradition for myself to go on a big hike with Kite (and lately Mike) for New Years. For a while now, it has always been a special day I have kept just for me to get outdoors and say hello to a new year. I usually spend part of the day exploring a new place and part of the day journaling and reflecting on the past year and deciding what I what to focus on in the new year. This year, we didn't make it out to a new place but we did walk the short trail by our house just to get outside, and Evan came with us in his Ergo carrier. Next year should be especially fun to keep our hiking tradition, with Evan as a one-year-old!
As for the reflecting aspect of NYD, I'm choosing to write this post. This blogging thing is kind of different for me b/c usually I keep my thoughts private in a spiral bound notebook. But, I like this too and other people can read it if they're interested...though I doubt many read my super long ones. That's ok....it's more for me than you! I hope google doesn't ever crash...I wonder if I should print these out on occasion. Hmmm.
Oh jeez...someone is stirring (or rather grunting loudly). Let's hope he stays asleep just a little while longer.
So weird New Years. Especially b/c Xmas was so weird. With Evan being born we didn't really have our usual Xmas events with family and for the disjointed ones we did have, Mike and I were totally zombified. So when New Years came, Mike and I sat upstairs in front of Dick Clark's Rockin' Eve or some such and disbelieved the night was really New Years Eve. To convince ourselves, we broke out the last bottle of champagne leftover from our wedding to toast in the New Year. The funniest part of the whole thing was that at the stroke of midnight, I got to kiss one guy while the other guy was hanging from the boob (and yes...the boob guy was Evan...sheesh people!) I don't know why I thought that was so funny, but it left me giggling for a while.
Here's to a great year gone by...2008 held so many wonderful things. I got married to the most amazing guy; I love him soooooo much! And we had the best wedding and got to see a lot of dear friends, all of whom played a big role in making the day so special for us. Then we got to go on an amazing honeymoon to Baja! So many great memories! And then the rest of the year orbited around the expanding gravitational pull of my belly and other body parts. Finally at the end of the year...Blob of Goo made his grand entrance and sent a seismic shock wave through our lives... our very own newborn king (he who is still squeaking and grunting and threatening to cut this post short).
Here's to hoping for a great year to come...2009 I don't have much to say except YAY for a new president, and a GINORMOUS YAAAAAYYYYY for the new president being Barack. Deep sigh of relief here. It being Evan's first year of life, I'm sure it will be filled with a lot of great moments and a lot of great challenges. As spongebob would say..."I'mreadyI'mreadyI'mready." At least I hope so anyway.
Now, resolutions. Ummm. Hmmm. Well. Since Evan is going to be occupying most of my time in the next year, I've decided its about time I stop torturing myself with resolutions year after year that I can't even get done childless. Evan excuses me from resolutions this year. The one resolution I REALLY need to let go of is this -- THIS YEAR, I will sell a piece of artwork. I've had that one for a long time. And every year, I create several things that someone might possibly buy but I never get around to even trying to sell them. Maybe its a fear of failure or just good old fashioned lack of motivation, time and money. So this year I'm having the anti-resolution and am deciding to live by the old saying...it will happen in its own good time. When I'm ready, I will sell something. And maybe get that work-at-home thing going, but I'm not going to resolve to make it happen, because that just makes me feel bad. I encourage you to proclaim some anti-resolutions this year too.
This year I just want to focus on being the best mom that I can be for Evan, Kite and Tuna and the best friend and love for Mike. And hopefully clean the fish tank out more often.
Here is Evan 2 weeks old!! If you want to see more pictures, you're going to have to join facebook.com, I can't keep up with all this picture adding everywhere. We keep all our good ones on facebook for sharing with friends.
It was a weird New Year's for me b/c I have held a tradition for myself to go on a big hike with Kite (and lately Mike) for New Years. For a while now, it has always been a special day I have kept just for me to get outdoors and say hello to a new year. I usually spend part of the day exploring a new place and part of the day journaling and reflecting on the past year and deciding what I what to focus on in the new year. This year, we didn't make it out to a new place but we did walk the short trail by our house just to get outside, and Evan came with us in his Ergo carrier. Next year should be especially fun to keep our hiking tradition, with Evan as a one-year-old!
As for the reflecting aspect of NYD, I'm choosing to write this post. This blogging thing is kind of different for me b/c usually I keep my thoughts private in a spiral bound notebook. But, I like this too and other people can read it if they're interested...though I doubt many read my super long ones. That's ok....it's more for me than you! I hope google doesn't ever crash...I wonder if I should print these out on occasion. Hmmm.
Oh jeez...someone is stirring (or rather grunting loudly). Let's hope he stays asleep just a little while longer.
So weird New Years. Especially b/c Xmas was so weird. With Evan being born we didn't really have our usual Xmas events with family and for the disjointed ones we did have, Mike and I were totally zombified. So when New Years came, Mike and I sat upstairs in front of Dick Clark's Rockin' Eve or some such and disbelieved the night was really New Years Eve. To convince ourselves, we broke out the last bottle of champagne leftover from our wedding to toast in the New Year. The funniest part of the whole thing was that at the stroke of midnight, I got to kiss one guy while the other guy was hanging from the boob (and yes...the boob guy was Evan...sheesh people!) I don't know why I thought that was so funny, but it left me giggling for a while.
Here's to a great year gone by...2008 held so many wonderful things. I got married to the most amazing guy; I love him soooooo much! And we had the best wedding and got to see a lot of dear friends, all of whom played a big role in making the day so special for us. Then we got to go on an amazing honeymoon to Baja! So many great memories! And then the rest of the year orbited around the expanding gravitational pull of my belly and other body parts. Finally at the end of the year...Blob of Goo made his grand entrance and sent a seismic shock wave through our lives... our very own newborn king (he who is still squeaking and grunting and threatening to cut this post short).
Here's to hoping for a great year to come...2009 I don't have much to say except YAY for a new president, and a GINORMOUS YAAAAAYYYYY for the new president being Barack. Deep sigh of relief here. It being Evan's first year of life, I'm sure it will be filled with a lot of great moments and a lot of great challenges. As spongebob would say..."I'mreadyI'mreadyI'mready." At least I hope so anyway.
Now, resolutions. Ummm. Hmmm. Well. Since Evan is going to be occupying most of my time in the next year, I've decided its about time I stop torturing myself with resolutions year after year that I can't even get done childless. Evan excuses me from resolutions this year. The one resolution I REALLY need to let go of is this -- THIS YEAR, I will sell a piece of artwork. I've had that one for a long time. And every year, I create several things that someone might possibly buy but I never get around to even trying to sell them. Maybe its a fear of failure or just good old fashioned lack of motivation, time and money. So this year I'm having the anti-resolution and am deciding to live by the old saying...it will happen in its own good time. When I'm ready, I will sell something. And maybe get that work-at-home thing going, but I'm not going to resolve to make it happen, because that just makes me feel bad. I encourage you to proclaim some anti-resolutions this year too.
This year I just want to focus on being the best mom that I can be for Evan, Kite and Tuna and the best friend and love for Mike. And hopefully clean the fish tank out more often.
Here is Evan 2 weeks old!! If you want to see more pictures, you're going to have to join facebook.com, I can't keep up with all this picture adding everywhere. We keep all our good ones on facebook for sharing with friends.
Protesting bathtime!
Some pictures from Evan's Birthday...
Finally getting around to adding pics for that last post...
Mike changing one of Evan's first diapers
My favorite family portrait of us (Evan 1 day old)
Right after they cleaned Evan up and handed him back to me
Evan was MAD! (notice the cone head...that's what you get for coming out sideways Buddy!)
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