Some Personal Notes & Adventures in Alaska
10 years ago
Friday, April 17, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
How Sweet It Is
This morning, after a bottle, a burp, and a little silliness on my part, Ezra smiled for me. She gave me a big whole-face smile, a little giggle and everything. And it was divine.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
The Good:
Last night Ezra slept from 10:00 p.m. to 3:00 a.m, then from 3:30 to 8:00 a.m. Not too bad, I don't think I could ask for much more from her at this point.
The Bad:
She farts like a man. I mean like between the two of us, no one is going to believe that sound didn't come from me.
The Ugly:
Apparently pregnancy brain is replaced with post partum brain. When I was pregnant I would do little absent minded things like look at my calculator to see what time it was, instead of my cell phone. Calculators don't tell time, silly! Now I feel like I'm walking through a haze of needing to do everything...all at once. I don't know how else to explain it. Ezra started day care on Monday, and since returning to work I feel like on top of the fifty things that I need to do to get caught up at work, I need to hold, feed, and take care of my baby all day. This makes it extremely hard to focus on any one thing. And I'm sure the lack of sleep and the caffeine aren't helping the hazy brain. I now know why many women don't return to work after giving birth, it goes against everything that your mind, heart and even body tell you that you should be doing. Seriously, my arms feel empty all day.
Last night Ezra slept from 10:00 p.m. to 3:00 a.m, then from 3:30 to 8:00 a.m. Not too bad, I don't think I could ask for much more from her at this point.
The Bad:
She farts like a man. I mean like between the two of us, no one is going to believe that sound didn't come from me.
The Ugly:
Apparently pregnancy brain is replaced with post partum brain. When I was pregnant I would do little absent minded things like look at my calculator to see what time it was, instead of my cell phone. Calculators don't tell time, silly! Now I feel like I'm walking through a haze of needing to do everything...all at once. I don't know how else to explain it. Ezra started day care on Monday, and since returning to work I feel like on top of the fifty things that I need to do to get caught up at work, I need to hold, feed, and take care of my baby all day. This makes it extremely hard to focus on any one thing. And I'm sure the lack of sleep and the caffeine aren't helping the hazy brain. I now know why many women don't return to work after giving birth, it goes against everything that your mind, heart and even body tell you that you should be doing. Seriously, my arms feel empty all day.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Two Things
1. Baby hates Target. No kidding, every time we step foot in that store she starts screaming. Today I walked in, changed her diaper, sat in the little cafe and fed her, so I knew she was set...and she cried anyway.
2. People, especially old ladies, see any kind of blue on your baby, and automatically call it a boy. Ezra will have on a pink onesie, and pink socks...but if she's got a blue pacifier in her mouth, people ask: "He's precious, how old is he?" Here's a scene from our trip to the mall a couple of weeks ago:
[Grandad rests with Ezra on a bench in the mall concourse. Ezra wears a patchwork summer dress with some pink floral, some white eyelet, and some blue stripes. Enter old lady...]
Lady: Oh, how precious! It's a boy?
Grandad: Well, let me put it to you this way, I wouldn't let my grandson wear a dress.
2. People, especially old ladies, see any kind of blue on your baby, and automatically call it a boy. Ezra will have on a pink onesie, and pink socks...but if she's got a blue pacifier in her mouth, people ask: "He's precious, how old is he?" Here's a scene from our trip to the mall a couple of weeks ago:
[Grandad rests with Ezra on a bench in the mall concourse. Ezra wears a patchwork summer dress with some pink floral, some white eyelet, and some blue stripes. Enter old lady...]
Lady: Oh, how precious! It's a boy?
Grandad: Well, let me put it to you this way, I wouldn't let my grandson wear a dress.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Birds!
Hello everybody! My mom and I have been busy at work making Ezra her very own bird mobile. She sewed the birds and I assembled the mobile. We got the idea from spoolsewing.com where you can print out the pattern and make your very own! http://www.spoolsewing.com/blog/2008/05/16/bird-mobile/
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
New Pictures!
Ezra and Great Grandma
Ezra and Grandad
Ezra and Grandad
It's funny lookin' but it keeps her warm
Bouncy chair!
Not exciting, but pretty darn cute.
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