What was originally expected to be a psycho-busy weekend has turned into a laid back one thanks to the weather. One of Leigh's best friends and her husband were supposed to be visiting as were my father and step-mother. Needless to say, they all decided that discretion was the better part of valor when the monster storm was in the picture.
The fact that we had some time alone with Connor was nice. Additionally, it was serendipitous; the Spud has required a great deal of time and attention today.
It all started out pretty quietly.
Leigh fed Connor this morning, then put him back down for a nap while she took care of her Saturday morning stuff. She got back at around 10 AM, at which point both Connor and I woke up.
Other than a fairly long nap in the afternoon, Connor was up and active for the whole time after that second wake up. He ate for about half of the time and was moving around and chewing on everything in reach the rest of it. His final feeding was almost two hours long with only a short break to attempt to get him to sleep which, quite frankly, was a giant, flaming disaster.
Between the massive feedings and relatively long snoozes (one of which he embarked upon after I rocked him in his bouncy chair for about half an hour), it would appear that he has another growth spurt on the horizon. He's already over 25 inches long. I shudder to think of what size clothing he'll be in this time next week.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
You can call Connor a raver, cause he's rollin'!
As usual, getting home after work was the highlight of my day. Not only did it mean that I wasn't at work or commuting, but it means I get to see Leigh and Connor. And today, Connor had a surprise for me.
No, not a diaper full of poop.
While waiting for a tray full of potato wedges to get out of the oven, Leigh and I were watching Connor play on his floor mat. He grabbed on to Leigh's hand and she pulled him up a little. He immediately swung his leg over and got into his 7/8th rolled over position. But then, after a little grunting and moving around, he got his arm out from under him and managed to get himself completely over. He looked around for a bit, then rolled himself onto his back again.
He got back onto his belly a little later, although he had trouble getting onto his back a second time. He began getting frustrated, so we helped him back over, which satisfied him.
The past few days, he's also been vocalizing quite a lot. There's a definite pattern of talking present. While the words aren't there, it's not just random noises.
It's been a big week for Connor and he seems very pleased with himself. Despite the teething pain, he's remained in very high spirits. During tonight's bath, he was all wiggles and excitement, managing to splash about 1/4 of his bath water onto the floor.
Anyway, it's getting to be time for me to pass out. I have a few plans for the next "nothing interesting happened" day, so I'm going to jot those down now before turning in. Until later.
No, not a diaper full of poop.
While waiting for a tray full of potato wedges to get out of the oven, Leigh and I were watching Connor play on his floor mat. He grabbed on to Leigh's hand and she pulled him up a little. He immediately swung his leg over and got into his 7/8th rolled over position. But then, after a little grunting and moving around, he got his arm out from under him and managed to get himself completely over. He looked around for a bit, then rolled himself onto his back again.
He got back onto his belly a little later, although he had trouble getting onto his back a second time. He began getting frustrated, so we helped him back over, which satisfied him.
The past few days, he's also been vocalizing quite a lot. There's a definite pattern of talking present. While the words aren't there, it's not just random noises.
It's been a big week for Connor and he seems very pleased with himself. Despite the teething pain, he's remained in very high spirits. During tonight's bath, he was all wiggles and excitement, managing to splash about 1/4 of his bath water onto the floor.
Anyway, it's getting to be time for me to pass out. I have a few plans for the next "nothing interesting happened" day, so I'm going to jot those down now before turning in. Until later.
Friday, February 5, 2010
All's quiet on the Connor front
It's been another fairly quiet day. Leigh told me that Connor was very fussy throughout the day and he was certainly a ball of energy when I got home. He's chewing on everything in sight, so it's pretty clear that he's feeling those first couple of teeth wanting to come out. But other than that, it's been pretty unexciting.
I turned one of Connor's pictures into an emoticon for my intra-office instant messenger program. It's gotten a good reaction from people, but I mostly did it as a way to give myself a little boost. If it makes someone else smile too, all the better.
As you may be able to tell, I'm short of anything significant to write tonight. But I promised myself that I would post something every day and, even if it's meaningless dribble, I'm going to try hard to keep that promise.
Hopefully I will have something interesting for tomorrow. Until then...
I turned one of Connor's pictures into an emoticon for my intra-office instant messenger program. It's gotten a good reaction from people, but I mostly did it as a way to give myself a little boost. If it makes someone else smile too, all the better.
As you may be able to tell, I'm short of anything significant to write tonight. But I promised myself that I would post something every day and, even if it's meaningless dribble, I'm going to try hard to keep that promise.
Hopefully I will have something interesting for tomorrow. Until then...
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Connor on demand
Nothing super new on the Spud front today. He slept through the night and when I walked in this morning to give him a good morning kiss, his eyes opened up and he gave me a beautiful smile. That carried me through most of the day, but to get me over the hump, Leigh sent me a couple of pictures.
As I mentioned, I'm doing at least one picture a day of Connor to turn into a 365 day album for his first year. So the picture taking and sending isn't anything new. But over the past month or so, Leigh's made a real effort to get me new 'action shots' of the little guy to help get me through the tough part of the day.
I'm not the only one with a photo jones, though. While a number of people at work have gotten used to the near-daily photo storm I carry along with me, my mother has gotten downright pushy about it at times. But I have to admit that Connor is awfully cute, so I suppose I can understand.
He's snoozing now and, as I said, it was a pretty uneventful day. So I leave you tonight with one of the shots that provided a pick-me-up to me this afternoon:
As I mentioned, I'm doing at least one picture a day of Connor to turn into a 365 day album for his first year. So the picture taking and sending isn't anything new. But over the past month or so, Leigh's made a real effort to get me new 'action shots' of the little guy to help get me through the tough part of the day.
I'm not the only one with a photo jones, though. While a number of people at work have gotten used to the near-daily photo storm I carry along with me, my mother has gotten downright pushy about it at times. But I have to admit that Connor is awfully cute, so I suppose I can understand.
He's snoozing now and, as I said, it was a pretty uneventful day. So I leave you tonight with one of the shots that provided a pick-me-up to me this afternoon:
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Bad start/Good Finish
To say that this morning started out badly would be to indulge in gross understatements of the same magnitude as saying that there's some small dislike between fans of the Dallas Cowboys and Washington Redskins.
I was heading to bed shortly before 1 AM. Connor started fussing as he had the morning before. As far as I can tell, it was a mix of teething pain and gas. We medicated him and I attempted to get him back to sleep by reading him a story, but he wouldn't calm down. That was when I noticed that his hands were awfully cold.
Leigh had mentioned earlier that she thought the house was kind of chilly, so I checked the thermostat. Though it was set for 66, it was only registering 61. A check of the vents found that there was air coming through, but it wasn't warm.
While Leigh and I were prepared to suffer through a cold night on our own, we couldn't do that to Connor. Leigh went down to her father's place to pick up a propane heater to keep things from getting too cold until we could get someone out in the morning. While getting the car warmed up, she checked the gas tank for our heating and discovered that it was empty. In barely over a month.
On her way back with the heater, Leigh slipped on some ice and bruised herself, but managed to avoid serious injury. Connor still wouldn't calm down, so she fed him for a while until he passed out.
By this time, it was after 3 and I was exhausted. I decided to call out for the day to give Leigh a break and wait for the gas company to show up. They filled everything up and found no leaks, though we're still a little confused as how, after improving our home's energy efficiency, we ended up using more fuel than we ever had before. But that's another story.
At any rate, I got to spend the whole day with Connor and it was generally a lot of fun. He was rather vocal about not wanting any dang rice cereal, preferring to stick to milk. But he ate well and napped several times and was mostly very well tempered. He was just starting to get fussy when Leigh got home and, with mommy there, the Spud's mood was immediately elevated.
Now he's finishing up his evening meal and will be getting some teething tablets, then getting tucked in. I'll be following shortly thereafter. I'm almost looking forward to getting back to work, since it implies I'll be getting some vague amount of normality back.
Until tomorrow.
I was heading to bed shortly before 1 AM. Connor started fussing as he had the morning before. As far as I can tell, it was a mix of teething pain and gas. We medicated him and I attempted to get him back to sleep by reading him a story, but he wouldn't calm down. That was when I noticed that his hands were awfully cold.
Leigh had mentioned earlier that she thought the house was kind of chilly, so I checked the thermostat. Though it was set for 66, it was only registering 61. A check of the vents found that there was air coming through, but it wasn't warm.
While Leigh and I were prepared to suffer through a cold night on our own, we couldn't do that to Connor. Leigh went down to her father's place to pick up a propane heater to keep things from getting too cold until we could get someone out in the morning. While getting the car warmed up, she checked the gas tank for our heating and discovered that it was empty. In barely over a month.
On her way back with the heater, Leigh slipped on some ice and bruised herself, but managed to avoid serious injury. Connor still wouldn't calm down, so she fed him for a while until he passed out.
By this time, it was after 3 and I was exhausted. I decided to call out for the day to give Leigh a break and wait for the gas company to show up. They filled everything up and found no leaks, though we're still a little confused as how, after improving our home's energy efficiency, we ended up using more fuel than we ever had before. But that's another story.
At any rate, I got to spend the whole day with Connor and it was generally a lot of fun. He was rather vocal about not wanting any dang rice cereal, preferring to stick to milk. But he ate well and napped several times and was mostly very well tempered. He was just starting to get fussy when Leigh got home and, with mommy there, the Spud's mood was immediately elevated.
Now he's finishing up his evening meal and will be getting some teething tablets, then getting tucked in. I'll be following shortly thereafter. I'm almost looking forward to getting back to work, since it implies I'll be getting some vague amount of normality back.
Until tomorrow.
Finishing the day off right
As promised, post two for today.
This morning started pretty badly. Connor woke up a little before 2 AM, just as I was getting to bed. He hadn't had any Tylenol or teething tablets before bed, so when he wouldn't calm down after being changed, Leigh and I decided to give him something for the pain. We cuddled him for a little, but he started fussing again as soon as he was put down in the crib.
Leigh didn't want to get him into the habit of late night feedings, so I decided to read to him instead. Keeping him in the crib, I read "In the Night Kitchen" to him and, about halfway through, he quieted. By the time I finished, his eyes were drooping and he was soon asleep again, followed closely by his parents.
As I mentioned in my last post, I took the day off to avoid crappy road conditions. VA does not understand how to handle Winter weather. Southern VA understands it even worse than Northern VA, which is pretty frightening if you've ever lived in the DC Metro area and seen how NoVA handles snow. But I digress...
While Leigh shopped, I kept an eye on Connor. He napped on and off, but while he was up, he tended to fuss unless he was playing his favorite game, "Standing." Almost without fail, being supported so that he can stand up calms him down. His leg strength has grown a lot, too; he can stand for over 10 minutes without any problems.
This afternoon, everyone went down for a nap. Leigh and I expected to lay down for a few minutes, but the next thing we knew, over an hour had passed. Leigh was the first one up, followed by me a few minutes later and Connor a few minutes after that. It was almost as if we had planned it that way.
After his bath, Connor did not seem at all interested in his evening rice cereal, so we moved him right to the milk. He was a little crabby but didn't seem to be in real discomfort, so he just got a couple of teething tablets without the Tylenol. We'll see how that works out.
Now, I am off to bed. Have to leave early to give myself time for road conditions, even though schools are closed which should keep the streets a little more empty. Until tomorrow.
This morning started pretty badly. Connor woke up a little before 2 AM, just as I was getting to bed. He hadn't had any Tylenol or teething tablets before bed, so when he wouldn't calm down after being changed, Leigh and I decided to give him something for the pain. We cuddled him for a little, but he started fussing again as soon as he was put down in the crib.
Leigh didn't want to get him into the habit of late night feedings, so I decided to read to him instead. Keeping him in the crib, I read "In the Night Kitchen" to him and, about halfway through, he quieted. By the time I finished, his eyes were drooping and he was soon asleep again, followed closely by his parents.
As I mentioned in my last post, I took the day off to avoid crappy road conditions. VA does not understand how to handle Winter weather. Southern VA understands it even worse than Northern VA, which is pretty frightening if you've ever lived in the DC Metro area and seen how NoVA handles snow. But I digress...
While Leigh shopped, I kept an eye on Connor. He napped on and off, but while he was up, he tended to fuss unless he was playing his favorite game, "Standing." Almost without fail, being supported so that he can stand up calms him down. His leg strength has grown a lot, too; he can stand for over 10 minutes without any problems.
This afternoon, everyone went down for a nap. Leigh and I expected to lay down for a few minutes, but the next thing we knew, over an hour had passed. Leigh was the first one up, followed by me a few minutes later and Connor a few minutes after that. It was almost as if we had planned it that way.
After his bath, Connor did not seem at all interested in his evening rice cereal, so we moved him right to the milk. He was a little crabby but didn't seem to be in real discomfort, so he just got a couple of teething tablets without the Tylenol. We'll see how that works out.
Now, I am off to bed. Have to leave early to give myself time for road conditions, even though schools are closed which should keep the streets a little more empty. Until tomorrow.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Whoops.
Missed a day by accident, so today will have to be a double post spectacular to make up for it.
Yesterday was a big one for the Spud. Two major milestones have now been achieved.
First of all, Connor's first feeding was started with a little something different: rice cereal! For the first time, Connor had something other than breast milk in his belly. Albeit, it was mostly all over his bib, clothes, and face but some of it did make it into his mouth and he looked quite pleased about it. He also finished the day with a little rice cereal before his normal milk.
Connor's second milestone was going out into the snow. Here is the photographic evidence demanded by a certain aged relative.
Anyway, I stayed home today because the road conditions were crappy, so I'm looking after Connor while Leigh's grabbing some groceries. More on today's adventures when I post tonight.
Yesterday was a big one for the Spud. Two major milestones have now been achieved.
First of all, Connor's first feeding was started with a little something different: rice cereal! For the first time, Connor had something other than breast milk in his belly. Albeit, it was mostly all over his bib, clothes, and face but some of it did make it into his mouth and he looked quite pleased about it. He also finished the day with a little rice cereal before his normal milk.
Connor's second milestone was going out into the snow. Here is the photographic evidence demanded by a certain aged relative.
Anyway, I stayed home today because the road conditions were crappy, so I'm looking after Connor while Leigh's grabbing some groceries. More on today's adventures when I post tonight.
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