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Friday, November 14th, 2008
Life is back to normal (or as normal as it can be!)
The rest of our week shaped up as normal as usual. Roger was home on Tuesday due to Remembrance Day holiday. However, he really worked from home and worked for day (no goofing off). I think that he was able to see that staying at home with Tripp isn't the easiest thing in the world. It's not like I have tons of time everyday to hang out. This little boy naps for 45 minutes at a time and during that 45 minutes I'm trying to do laundry, get showered, eat, etc.
On Thursday, we went for Tripp's 4 month appointment. Well, the dr told me the wrong weight at his 3 month appointment. I swear he said 15 pounds, 4 ounces. But, it is written down as 13 pounds, 4 ounces. No big deal. Now, he weighs 15 pounds and is 26 1/2 inches long. He just keeps getting longer and longer. I knew this was the case as his clothes are starting to look like capri pants on him. He handled the shots well and hasn't even been too fussy today.
We were going to try to go to storytime at the library today. We didn't make it. The program starts at 10:30. Tripp eats at 10:00, but had fallen back asleep after his first nap and I hadn't dressed him. So, it was a no go. We'll try for next week.
He has spent some time playing with the new toys that Aunt Angela gave him and playing in his Exersaucer. Today was the first time that we tried that out. He liked looking at the toys on it, but hasn't really gone for them yet. His arms are still a little too short to reach!
This weekend we hope to go to the Santa Claus parade. It's on Sunday and it ends near our condo. They are calling for snow right now, so that might be interesting. Christmas decorations are going up like mad in Toronto. The street poles in the neighborhood are decorated. I need to walk around and take some pictures. Maybe this weekend!
Life is back to normal (or as normal as it can be!)
The rest of our week shaped up as normal as usual. Roger was home on Tuesday due to Remembrance Day holiday. However, he really worked from home and worked for day (no goofing off). I think that he was able to see that staying at home with Tripp isn't the easiest thing in the world. It's not like I have tons of time everyday to hang out. This little boy naps for 45 minutes at a time and during that 45 minutes I'm trying to do laundry, get showered, eat, etc.
On Thursday, we went for Tripp's 4 month appointment. Well, the dr told me the wrong weight at his 3 month appointment. I swear he said 15 pounds, 4 ounces. But, it is written down as 13 pounds, 4 ounces. No big deal. Now, he weighs 15 pounds and is 26 1/2 inches long. He just keeps getting longer and longer. I knew this was the case as his clothes are starting to look like capri pants on him. He handled the shots well and hasn't even been too fussy today.
We were going to try to go to storytime at the library today. We didn't make it. The program starts at 10:30. Tripp eats at 10:00, but had fallen back asleep after his first nap and I hadn't dressed him. So, it was a no go. We'll try for next week.
He has spent some time playing with the new toys that Aunt Angela gave him and playing in his Exersaucer. Today was the first time that we tried that out. He liked looking at the toys on it, but hasn't really gone for them yet. His arms are still a little too short to reach!
This weekend we hope to go to the Santa Claus parade. It's on Sunday and it ends near our condo. They are calling for snow right now, so that might be interesting. Christmas decorations are going up like mad in Toronto. The street poles in the neighborhood are decorated. I need to walk around and take some pictures. Maybe this weekend!
4 Comments
1) I feel for Roger. When Carrie works weekends I have to look after Lucy for 12 hours on my own both days. Its really hard for a father on his own when the mother breast-feeds because the baby's ultimate source of comfort is mummy. A screaming baby can often be pacified by mummy only. Presentation of the mammary gland can also be an instant infant pleaser. My mammary glands don't work; I don't lactate so I have to heat up water, submerge the bottle then wait and enjoy the screaming.
LimeyGeorge Friday, November 14, 2008
LimeyGeorge Friday, November 14, 20082) Oh George, I feel for you. That isn't fun. I know how loud a screaming and hungry baby can be. At least Lucy will take a bottle. Some of my friends' children won't. But, in Roger's case I was home. I meant only that he saw what I do all day long (not that he actually did it). Merritt Friday, November 14, 2008
Merritt Friday, November 14, 20083) Sometimes she will scream and there is nothing I can do. Her pants will be dry, she'll be well fed, and not tired. Sometimes she just misses mummy. I had that experience last night for about an hour before Carrie came home. LimeyGeorge Friday, November 14, 2008
LimeyGeorge Friday, November 14, 20084) I hate it when Tripp screams for no reason. It is hard on me too. Sometimes, I think that he is just yelling to yell. But, normally he is tired. I stay on top of the eating and changing clothes. I watch for sleepy signs and can look at the clock if he starts fussing and know that he is sleepy. I know that Carrie hates when this happens to you too. It probably makes her feel bad. Merritt Friday, November 14, 2008
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