No new pictures again this week. We've been taking plenty however I haven't had the time yet to get them off the camera. Stay tuned though.
Well here we are with Simon at one whole month. Hard to believe that one month ago last Sunday night I was laying in bed with Morgan thinking "man, these contractions are getting to be a bit painful, and coming in pretty close together, and seem to be concentrated rather down low." Naturally I thought we still had plenty of time before things got really exciting and went ahead and gave the green light to Patrick to take his Ambien for the night. Looking back on it I suppose it was a good thing we decided to go to the hospital when we did though and not wait until morning as I originally wanted to seeing as how for some reason I failed to come up with a nighttime contingency plan. Of course in my defense I really did not expect for Simon to come out within 3 hours of arriving at the hospital though in hindsight, I guess seeing the labor crew start setting up supplies and all like 10 minutes after I got checked out may have been a key indicator that things were going to be a bit speedy. Well that and the fact that my nurse and doctor kept saying "oh look, there's the head" every time they looked down there.
Anyway, one month later and we're all still here and dare I say it, starting to find our rhythm a bit. We've decided on a man to man coverage defense against both kids which seems to be working so far. Though recently we did rediscover one major advantage to having Pat stay home with the kids as Morgan came home with her first case of sniffles as a result of school. It's slowly making the rounds to Pat and unfortunately to Simon who, while I'm sure has to be miserable, is pretty darn cute with a stuffy nose. Here's hoping everyone is back up to snuff in time for Thanksgiving though.
Lots of big activities coming up in the next month - breakfast with Santa, annual beach trip, etc. And I suppose we do have one very screamy kid who may be in for a fun time on Christmas morning too. I hope no one was planning on sleeping in.
1 comment:
Poor Simon.. there's something profoundly touching yet distressingly pathetic about a 1mth old infant who can't breathe through his nose when trying to feed.
Breastfeeding is a beautiful and natural thing [if it works - screw you Ruth! (not you Ruth G)], but damn little boy.. you and momma better get a room.
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