Sunday, May 31, 2009
Okay, enough math. Jackson, you are already better than anything on TV, even when you are sleeping. You are already strong enough and stubborn enough to make changing your shirts a two person job. You are already more important to me than an entire graduating class of seniors, who will walk across the stage tomorrow without me reading their names. You are already taking in the world with your blueish-greyish-purpleish eyes, which dart around and around but always land on the pictures in Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See. You are already who our departing friends miss the most, and who little girls hope their new little brothers will be like. You are already lifting your head a little during tummy time, so we can stop awkwardly passing you around with the one hand always at the back of your head. You are already capable of making me cry with laughter due to your facial expressions, particularly when we suspect you are pooping. You are already producing enough methane gas to melt the polar ice caps. And, son, you have already given us the power to humiliate you for life.
Today, when I was changing your diaper, I turned around to put my ring on the dresser, as it was one of those changings. When I turned back around, you were peeing
I took the bullet for you and stopped the stream, but the look on your wet face said it all - how did this happen? What have I done? What you did, son, was give your dad free license to bring this up forever.
So whenever you decide to act cool in your teen years, and you want to sag your pants or wear your baseball hat askew or shave a goatee with a lightning bolt onto your face, just remember -
you peed in your own face one time.
Whenever you decide that Mom and Dad don't know what they're talking about, that you don't need to study because you know all you need to know, or that all your parents are doing is holding you back, just remember -
you peed in your own face one time.
I always swore that I would not be a parent who used the phrase, "Because I said so." Now I don't have to be. Why can't you see that movie? Because, once, you peed in your own face.
But son, don't think that your moment today will really ruin you. We all have those embarrassing moments from the past. Mine involve the pantless puppet show, the time I thought nobody would notice if I peed on the diving block at a swim meet, and the time Uncle Chris and I were obsessed with Michael Jackson.
We all get past those little mistakes and learn from them. Eventually we learn to laugh at ourselves (and our children), and it makes life easier. I hope I don't make it too difficult for you by being delighted in each of your steps and comedic missteps, but it's just so exciting to see each little mistake that will help you become a man eventually.
You're four weeks old, Jackson, and you've already made memories we will lovingly recall forever. We love you so much.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Afternoons with Jackson are less predictable. Sometimes he sleeps and sometimes he doesn’t. Either way, we love the little guy.
Bye bye for now...
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Now it's about seven hours until the next workday begins, but Rob will be leaving home in five hours to get everything ready. Is he stressed? Not really. Next to him is Jackson, who kept him company as he graded his last projects of the 08-09 school year. Jackson has been asleep for the past hour, and his angelic face and tiny sleep noises are all Rob needs to remind him that a summer full of watching Jackson sleep is just four days away.
Monday, May 18, 2009
First, we apologize for all the visits we cancelled while Noelle was sick. We do still want to see you and introduce you to Jackson (as long as you are not sick)! We have appreciated everyone’s positive thoughts, prayers, phone calls, and meals. Every bit helped.
This post is just going to be some random pics from different moments, excursions, and visitors. Many of them are not from this weekend, but we are behind.
Out and About
The first picture is baby's first trip to the pub. Baker Street in LaCentera has great lunch specials, so we decided to get some fresh air and eat on the patio.
Post-bath. He's not sure about it yet.
The Georges/The Reynolds
Friday, May 15, 2009
1. Jackson had his first wellness check-up
2. We took Jackson into public (other than a doctor’s office) for the first time
3. Noelle ate a little bit of “real food” at two different meals and so far they are still in her body
We’ll start with Jackson’s check-up. We have been a little worried about how it would go, since Noelle has been sick. She’s breastfeeding and we weren’t sure how her illness would affect her milk. Last visit the doctor told us today Jackson should be back to his birth weight for everything to be okay. Not only was he back to his birth weight, but everything checked out perfectly. Apparently he is also a very strong little baby. The only downside to the visit – is that we had to undress him for the exam and he peed twice within ten minutes – once on the exam table and once in Noelle’s lap.
We’d also like to take a little time to plug our awesome doctors. First of all, Noelle’s OBGYN is awesome. If anyone is looking for someone, and lives anywhere near Katy, they should give Dr. Tiffany Mullin a try. Not only is she super knowledgeable, but she is also extremely caring and supportive. She listens to what you have to say, takes the time to make sure she answers all your questions (and never rushes you), and just makes you feel at ease. Her nurse, Kim, is great too. She can always tell us the new restaurants in Katy to try and also sneaked Noelle in before everyone else when she was sick earlier this week, so we wouldn’t have to wait long.
Now on to our pediatrician. Dr. Mullin recommended our pediatrician based on what we said was important to us and our personalities. She hit the nail on the head. Dr. Alex Gonzalez couldn’t be more perfect for us. Like Dr. Mullin, he listens to all of our questions, even though most of them are probably silly first time parent concerns, and also never makes us feel rushed. He has this quiet understated sense of humor that we both appreciate. Rob was a little worried about a runny poo that Jackson produced. Dr. Gonzalez suggested that next time there’s one that concerns him, he seal it up and bring it in for him to look at – he said it would be a little present for him. When Rob joked about taking a picture of it, Dr. Gonzalez made a joke in return about posting it on FaceBook. Do not worry – that will NOT happen.
Alright – on to number two and three. First of all, Noelle felt better yesterday until the early evening. Like yesterday morning, she was feeling better this morning, so we decided to make a stop or two. First, we ran into Babies R Us for a few items. Other than the employee with the worst cough we have ever heard, it went well. Then, we had to run home to meet the oven repairman. Anyone that has been to our house lately knows how annoying our oven door is. We were thrilled when we realized that our insurance covers it! We have been living with the impossible door for months. They have to order a part, but soon the door will not be a pain in the butt anymore! After the awesome repairman left, we ventured out for Jackson’s first trip to a restaurant. When we arrived, we realized we forgot the diaper bag. Luckily, this is how Jackson stayed the whole time so it wasn’t an issue.
And….drum roll please….. Noelle ate a chicken taco, some chips and guacamole, and refried beans for lunch and some Shepherd’s Pie for dinner (thanks MacGregor Grandparents) . Hopefully that means she is on the road to recovery. Keep your fingers crossed.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
When Jackson came home, we let each dog approach him separately and smell him. They were interested, but they were more excited because Noelle’s mom was here, and she’s their favorite human.
Monday, May 11, 2009
But to start Mothers' Day, Noelle's breakfast and water escaped almost immediately, and it was time to know for sure what was going on in there. So the diaper bag was packed and we headed to the emergency room. When we realized there would be a wait, which is rare at the Katy ER, Rob came home with Jackson to get Grandma to do some babysitting. Luckily, Noelle had pumped a few bottles yesterday, so Jackson could eat to his heart's content, provided Grandma didn't have to watch him for too long.
Rob went and joined Noelle, for her blood and urine testing, cat-scanning, ultra-sounding, IV dripping first Mothers' Day/first day away from Jackson. The gallstone fear was repudiated, the infection fear was substantiated, the Cipro was administered, the Cipro was not what out pediatrician wanted, the edict was handed down that no Cipro-infested breastmilk should be given to the boy, and finally, after about eight hours, Noelle was discharged from the hospital.
Grandma did fine playing mom again, and though she had to rush out of bed to spend her entire Mothers' Day here, I know she enjoyed her time with Jackson based on how many picture messages she sent us today. Thanks Mom!
Noelle is now working on some non-Cipro medicine to hopefully fix things, but dinner was applesauce if that's any indication how little she has healed.
Jackson is on formula for the next few hours. The breastmilk ran out, so it's bottles of Similac to the rescue. Being as Jackson is a bottle baby for the moment, that means Rob gets to play milk man tonight to let his wife sleep and recover. That's why little Jackson is snuggled up to Rob as he writes this, once again in third person.
As Mothers' Days go, this one, Number One, was not great for us. The ceiling stopped leaking (again, thanks Dave), Noelle felt like crap, her mom had to work all day for us, and Jackson's stomach did strange things with formula. Rob didn't even remember it was Mothers' Day until we were on the way to the hospital, which isn't really the time to share those sentiments, although Noelle took it like a champ. He never got the gift to go along with the card, and the Grandmas had to go without a nice present to commemorate the day.
In fact, we'll choose another day to commemorate. We just want this day to be done. We'll let you know when we decide to celebrate Our Mothers' Day.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
You entered our world exactly one week ago. It’s been the shortest and longest week of our lives. Although we have only known you a short while we cannot begin to tell you how much we love you already. Even though you pee on us, keep us up all hours of the night, and poop while we are in the middle of changing your diaper, one little “gas smile” makes it all worthwhile. Even though you aren’t awake much yet, when you are, you are very alert. Your eyes focus on our faces now and we can see you watching your surroundings and taking it all in. You make cute little noises and grasp things with your hands now. It’s amazing what a difference a week can make. We love you, little Tator Tot!
Friday, May 8, 2009
Rebecca provided the first feast - spinach artichoke dip, salad, lasagna, eggplant parmesan, and cake from Candelari's. Here's the grub laid out on the table. It's three days later and we still have a bit of lasagna to finish as well as some of the chocolate mousse cake dessert, so thanks for feeding us for days!
Penny provided yesterday's meal - Jason's Deli sandwiches, soup, pasta, and dessert! Their cranberry walnut oatmeal cookies are now my favorite cookie of the month, so make sure you update your address book.
Of course, Noelle's mom got the food ball rolling back at the hospital, where she brought Rob his leftover Cashew Chicken and Noelle some Taco Bell. Then Jess brought us some pizza and Scott and Ashley brought us Whataburger, which apparently led to them being blacklisted from that Whataburger. While in town, Shannon and her mom also made us some of Noelle's favorites such as Pigs in a Blanket, Chappell Hill Sausage along side Shells and Cheese, and ice tea with limes! So as Noelle is losing ridiculous amounts of baby weight, Rob seems to be gaining it. Thanks, everyone!
We also are thankful for the many visitors we have had either at the hospital or at home. Jackson has enjoyed meeting so many people that will be important in his life! Below are some pictures of Jackson with his new friends. If there's not a picture of you with Jackson it's either because A. You haven't come to visit! B. You wouldn't want the picture posted! or C. We just missed out on the photo op.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
As such, yesterday Rob had the world's greatest nap, as he is a napper that can fall asleep for twenty minutes and wake up completely refreshed. This nap was especially perfect, and so he wants to thank those involved -
First off, to Noelle's mom, Baby's First Furniture, and Best Chairs Inc. - thank you for providing the world's most comfortable chair. This deluxe rocker/recliner is soft, feels like sueded, and rocks literally and figuratively. Here's a picture of Noelle enjoying it, while Schuley checks it out.
And here's Noelle asleep in it.
Second off, to Noelle - thank you for tiring the boy out with your urine adventures this morning. Thanks also for handing him over to me for some Daddy Time.
Third off, to Scott and Father George - thanks for making my absence from school so easy on me. I went by the school to pick up and drop off papers, and my buddy Scott has been handling lots of issues for me while I've been gone, including entering my grades for me. Father George is the Greek Orthodox priest who has been subbing for me, and as any educator will tell you, you never know what type of substitute you're going to have. Will it be a newspaper reader, a riot instigator, or a non-English speaker? Well, Father George is competent, witty, and communicative. He may actually be a better teacher than me. My classes are in capable hands, for once!
Fourth off, to Bill Willingham - thanks for writing Fables. I had just finished Book Four when I drifted. Those are some well-told tales.
Fifth off, to Jackson North MacGregor - thanks for falling asleep in my arms. Your tiny breaths and tiny heat helped me relax happily and lovingly. I only closed my eyes for minutes, but waking up with you there, with Fables on the chair's arm, with George and Scott handling my job, with Noelle asleep in the next room, and in the most comfortable chair ever - it was perfect. I was recharged and life looks great.
And, as a day later footnote, I thought I would have a repeat of the situation at the end of the day. Jackson and I were in the chair, I was cozy, I had the next book of Fables, and Jackson was falling asleep.
Then he peed on me.
Rob has been wonderful and has changed every single diaper since Jackson arrived. I am not opposed to changing diapers. In fact, I don’t even hate doing it. But, it’s nice to have such a helpful husband that when I finish feeding Jackson, I can pass him off to Rob for the diaper change that is sure to follow within minutes.
Since Rob was going to be gone for a while, I knew I was going to have to change a diaper or two. I didn’t expect to have to change quite so many. This is a rundown of the hour before Rob came home.
10:45am – Start feeding Jackson
11:00am – Switch
11:18am – Jackson still eating
Now, first it’s significant that Jackson is still eating at 11:18 because usually I have to poke, prod, kiss, tickle, and more to keep him awake to eat for a full thirty minutes. Second, it’s significant because usually at this point, Rob is changing Jackson.
Okay, back to the timeline…
11:19am – Jackson empties his bladder all over his diaper, himself, his second outfit of the day, my shorts, my legs, a couple of papers by the bed, and floor, and the changing table. Now, keep in mind, the whole time, this little boy is nursing and does not want to stop nursing.
11:23am – Jackson has a new diaper, a new outfit, and is sitting in the swing happy with himself.
11:35am – I have dried off, changed, put our sheets and such in the washer and cleaned up the mess.
11:40am – I get Jackson out of the swing so he can hang with me while I do a little research.
11:42am – The sounds begin.
11:45am – The smell has reached my nose.
11:47am – I take Jackson to the changing table and change his nasty diaper.
11:50am – Jackson chills in the pnp while I go to wash my hands. I return to find Jackson’s diaper, outfit, body, and pnp covered in urine.
11:55am – Jackson is clean, dry, and looking pretty pleased with himself in outfit #3. I decided it was time for this onesie.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
In the morning, house guests Shannon and her mother, Phyllis, helped us out by watching him so we could catch up on a little sleep. (Of course this is in addition to all the other wonderful and helpful things they did for us while they were here.) We woke up three hours later to be told Jackson had been asleep since we gave him to them. According to the doctor, his sudden change was either due to the change in environment or the discomfort from his circumcision. Things are going much better now, but that first night – every fear about not being ready to be a parent and every frustration you’ve felt when you can’t stop someone from crying arose and scared the hell out of me. Since then, I’ve felt better – we figured out the importance of burping and found Jackson likes to sleep in his swing rather than his bassinet. But mostly it’s that realization that every kid is different, and we just have to find the different ways to make Jackson stay healthy, beautiful, and happy. Last night Jackson fed every three hours without a fuss and immediately fell asleep afterwards. Now here’s just a heaping helping of pictures of the boy, because that’s why you’re really here.