That'd be Molly, her father Zach, his mother Susie, and her father Henry! (or, L-R: Nana, Dad & Molly, & G-pa.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Four Generations
That'd be Molly, her father Zach, his mother Susie, and her father Henry! (or, L-R: Nana, Dad & Molly, & G-pa.
Life with Squeaky
Little miss delicious is also lovely miss squeaky, squirmy, grunts and gurgles. The noises are astounding, and often very worrisome to us newly-minted parents. The pre-birth classes may have prepared us for a funny looking newborn, but nothing prepared us for a funny sounding newborn! The nurses and doctors at the hospital assured us that these are normal newborn sounds. The lactation consultant assured us that these are normal newborn sounds. Our doula assured us that these are normal newborn sounds. Her pediatrician assured us that these are normal newborn sounds. But still, I worry every time I hear her make one of her more alarming sounds (and I appreciate that much more this quote from a "new mom humor" book: "Infants may technically sleep 20 hours a day, but they do it 10 minutes at a time while making strage, at death's-door kind of choking and gurgling noises.")
But mostly she squeeks. Little sounds with each breath, like there's a wheel turning inside of her as she keeps those lungs rolling. And it's very charming indeed.
Besides squeeking through this last week she's also done some meeting & greeting of friends and relatives and she's taken some nice strolls out in the rest of the world (including trips to Lake Merritt & Tilden - where I fussed over her almost constantly, but we all agreed it was good to be out). Among her admiring visitors was her east-coast grandpa who visited for several days (this is the same grandfather that made the lovely cradle). And yesterday she met one of her two great-granpas! What a lucky gal to enjoy her gpa!
Squeaky has also started really loooooking at things more and more. Yes, since she was a few days old she's had a strong interest in scanning faces. And now, in addition, she's taking an interest in things like the mobile hanging over her changing table. And she follows movements with her eyes as well. (Ok, I'm a brand-new mom and I'm easily impressed with my baby's development. When your day is filled with nursing, crying, pooping, but not much sleep, it's the little things that excite you!)
But mostly she squeeks. Little sounds with each breath, like there's a wheel turning inside of her as she keeps those lungs rolling. And it's very charming indeed.
Besides squeeking through this last week she's also done some meeting & greeting of friends and relatives and she's taken some nice strolls out in the rest of the world (including trips to Lake Merritt & Tilden - where I fussed over her almost constantly, but we all agreed it was good to be out). Among her admiring visitors was her east-coast grandpa who visited for several days (this is the same grandfather that made the lovely cradle). And yesterday she met one of her two great-granpas! What a lucky gal to enjoy her gpa!
Squeaky has also started really loooooking at things more and more. Yes, since she was a few days old she's had a strong interest in scanning faces. And now, in addition, she's taking an interest in things like the mobile hanging over her changing table. And she follows movements with her eyes as well. (Ok, I'm a brand-new mom and I'm easily impressed with my baby's development. When your day is filled with nursing, crying, pooping, but not much sleep, it's the little things that excite you!)
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Week 2.5
Time flies when you're having ... a baby.
Little Molly is a whopping 2.5 weeks old now. Holy cow. She's getting bigger every day - mostly I think she's putting on the weight in her cheeks and belly, but she's also just growing! Which means that it's all that more fun to munch on those chubby little toes.
In this last week we had our 2-week doctors checkup (which determined that she's a healthy little girl!), all 4 grandparents have visited, and I had a wonderful massage (courtesy of my wonderful and very thoughtful husband). Oh, and we had very little sleep. Interestingly, the massage brought about one of the hardest parts of the week for me: leaving Molly. I realized that I hadn't been further than two rooms away from her since she was born (I guess technically I hadn't been away from her since she was conceived, but who's counting, right?). I did tear myself away for the hour and I'm so happy I did. The massage therapist is wonderful and has a special post-natal belly massaging technique.
As for that sleep thing, there's been a few nights were Molly let us sleep over 3 hours (!) but recently she's back on the +/- 2 hour cycle at night. We keep trying to keep her up during the day to see if she'll sleep longer at night, but so far not so much luck. Most days Zach seems to be doing okay with the lack of sleep. He's an amazing trouper (and good at hiding his fatigue from me). I've had a harder time, but that's another story. It's particularly hard when she sleeps for a few hours and then takes over an hour to get back to sleep (that's including the time for feeding & changing & fussing & feeding & changing & feeding & fussing).
But during the day she's usually pretty mellow (maybe she's tired from the night of feeding & fussing). And other than taking everything slow to take into account our general spacey-ness we're all doing well. She's doing fun things like staring at us, turning towards our voices, and generally being incredibly charming. I'll try to keep posting more pictures & thanks again for all the encouraging emails & love being sent our way.
Little Molly is a whopping 2.5 weeks old now. Holy cow. She's getting bigger every day - mostly I think she's putting on the weight in her cheeks and belly, but she's also just growing! Which means that it's all that more fun to munch on those chubby little toes.
In this last week we had our 2-week doctors checkup (which determined that she's a healthy little girl!), all 4 grandparents have visited, and I had a wonderful massage (courtesy of my wonderful and very thoughtful husband). Oh, and we had very little sleep. Interestingly, the massage brought about one of the hardest parts of the week for me: leaving Molly. I realized that I hadn't been further than two rooms away from her since she was born (I guess technically I hadn't been away from her since she was conceived, but who's counting, right?). I did tear myself away for the hour and I'm so happy I did. The massage therapist is wonderful and has a special post-natal belly massaging technique.
As for that sleep thing, there's been a few nights were Molly let us sleep over 3 hours (!) but recently she's back on the +/- 2 hour cycle at night. We keep trying to keep her up during the day to see if she'll sleep longer at night, but so far not so much luck. Most days Zach seems to be doing okay with the lack of sleep. He's an amazing trouper (and good at hiding his fatigue from me). I've had a harder time, but that's another story. It's particularly hard when she sleeps for a few hours and then takes over an hour to get back to sleep (that's including the time for feeding & changing & fussing & feeding & changing & feeding & fussing).
But during the day she's usually pretty mellow (maybe she's tired from the night of feeding & fussing). And other than taking everything slow to take into account our general spacey-ness we're all doing well. She's doing fun things like staring at us, turning towards our voices, and generally being incredibly charming. I'll try to keep posting more pictures & thanks again for all the encouraging emails & love being sent our way.
Monday, March 21, 2005
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