Our Little Man

My little boy is all grown up:
-His belly button stub fell out, revealing a big boy belly button (it's an innie!)
-He focuses on things with his eyes and sometimes even turns his head to noises
-He sleeps 3 hours at a time at night. We're still pretty tired, but 3 hours is better than nothing.
-He can pick his head up! only when he wants to, but he can keep it up for a few minutes at a time.

Adventures in wetting himself

So we got Jonah all dressed up (the shirt says "Mr. Right" to go to the doctor's office where he messed all over himself and Josh's pants. I'm fairly certain the nurse thought we were unfit parents because she just suggested we go ahead and dress him. Too bad we didn't have an extra outfit. Oh well. He didn't mind having his blood drawn shirtless. In fact, I think the only person that minded was the nurse. He did get a bath last night...we really do intend to keep him clean:

6 days later

Tomorrow, Jonah will be one week old. The fact that I'm even writing this should be an indication that I'm feeling better. Better, yes. Good, no. I hope to never have abdominal surgery again...that is unless my next babies have to be C-section. Let me tell you though, what a pain.

We went to the doctor yesterday, where Jonah has already won over his pediatrician. Dr. Aaron calls him the Joster and apparently remembers him from the hospital because of his cry. You see, when Jonah gets mad (like when they take all his clothes off at the doctor's office) he cries so hard he turns red. Dr. Aaron said during his circumcision, they counted to 20 once before he stopped crying to breath. At first we got very nervous, but now we think it's funny. One of the nurses taught Josh that if we blow in his face it will startle him into catching a breath. Anyway, Dr. Aaron said that some kids who keep this up in later years will even make themselves pass out. Great!

Vote for Google doodle

Google held a contest for school kids to doodle a logo that fit the theme "What if..." (like that's not vague). Now the finalists are on their website for us to vote for the winner, which will replace the regular logo on May 22. Which ones did I vote for? I'll never say.

Not yet.

It's going to be a boy, or so they say...

We're still very excited, but just a tad bit nervous. I'm still working and no baby yet. Stay tuned for more information. And don't worry, we won't forget to call you.

[Update 5/14/08]: Still nothing. Josh has made a verbal agreement with the baby that any problems in life can no longer be blamed on us to his future friends or therapist. Anything that goes wrong stems from his late arrival.

Sims, anyone?

Sometimes I just want to hang with friends. Sometimes I want to hide and play Sims. Sometimes, when I'm lucky, I get to do both:

It's been over a year since this picture was taken but if I had my pick of things to do today, I'd pack up and go to Nashville and hide at A-L's all day and play Sims. Maybe I'll play tonight in her honor anyway. What is it about playing digital house that is so fun?

What I read last month

Title: Life's Work: Confessions of an Unbalanced Mom
Author: Lisa Belkin
Synopsis: A compilation of articles she's written for the New York Times about balancing (or not balancing) life and work.

Hers is the kind of article I would probably read if I got the paper, so the book was a fun read. One of my favorites included a musing about changing last names and what that means for a modern woman: "What's in a name?" Shakespeare asked, arguing that roses are roses and that names make no difference. Easy for him to say. He killed off Juliet so quickly that she never had time to decide whether to keep her "maiden" name, or take her husband's name, or hyphenate for the sake of the children. She didn't have to warn each successive temp at her office switchboard that the school nurse might call and ask for someone not in the voice-mail directory...and she never had to stand at the dry cleaner or the video store and sound like a computer hacker looking for the magic password: Capulet. Or maybe it's under Montague. If that doesn't work, try Capulet Montague--no hyphen.

It made me laugh and was separated into short enough segments to go with my shortened attention span these days. In fact, most of the articles had nothing to do with motherhood and more to do with finding your own identity in a crazy mix of work, family, love, tradition, and personal expectation.

What's it worth?: Check it out. Or better still, read the Times.

What I read last month (continued)

Title: These is My Words
Author: Nancy E. Turner
Synopsis: Memoir-style novel about a spunky woman living in Arizona territory.

Maybe because I grew up here, I've never really been into tales of the wild west. I was far more likely to be interested in forests and snow than tumbleweeds. Once I actually started this one, however, I was hooked. It took me 3 years to open to book and less than 3 days to read it. There was something about the main character, inspired by people from the author's family, that appealed to me. I have plenty of fiery, determined women in my family tree, so maybe that's why.

What's it worth?: Check it out. I'm glad I own it, though, because I'll read it again.