2005.08.11 - mama's a photo lady-
If you really want to know, the reason my water bill is late this month is because I spend ALL my money on photo developing. How can you not?
There is no more worthy subject of the magic of light images on thin sheets of metal than a baby. And no more baby more worthy of being said subject than mine.
2005.08.05 - truman bums around the beach -
Truman visited the beach for the first time (out of my tummy, that is) yesterday. It was also our longest road trip to date with the two of my babes. All indications are that it was a success. Truman spent long hours sleeping in his baby wrap (we're trying my own wrap for a change) while I chased after Everett in the waves, sat by a bonfire, ate s'mores, cooked delicious eggs benedict and bacon and drank lots of good coffee, walked in the brilliant sun and driving sand that is Manzanita in the late summer.
2005.07.28 - he'll be expressive, they tell me -
It struck me the other day what a huge, huge change Truman has experienced in such a short time. It wasn't so long ago that he was all snuffles and those tiny, stiff kicks. Now he's smiling, cooing, loving me in the best, best way.
Was it today? Was it yesterday? Time goes so fast. Yesterday, I think it was, out of the blue Truman said, "GAH!" clearly, perfectly, like a bell. Everett talked to God, too, when he was little -
...I swoop him up to the changing table and set him down gently. As soon as his head touches the pad, he starts in on his grins, waving his arms in enthusiastic support of the diaper-changing mission. he loves his diaper changes! Strange but true...
Have you ever seen anything so cute? My sweet little double-chinned baby is giggling like crazy. And he laughs (or, well, smiles crookedly while cooing and burbling) at the oddest things. Today he was just giggling up a storm...
Truman has discovered his kickers. And may I say, ouch. There are better ways to wake up than to have the feet of a future football player jammed into your c-section scar at 5 a.m. And again, and again, like he's doing that drill, you know the one, with the tires? Only on your c-section scar? At 5 a.m.?
2005.07.07 - two month checkup -
I neglected to update on Truman's two-month checkup. He weighed in at 13.2 pounds, and is 24 1/4 inches - moving up from 25th percentile at two weeks to a respectable 90th percentile. Yep, he's his daddy's son.
2005.07.07 - second child syndrome -
Today I was surfing around some new mama blogs. And remembering. New mamas saying things like, "the baby loves going on outings!" and "he will never let me put him down, ever."
2005.07.04 - can't stop the cuddling -
Truman has been needy lately, and much of that need involves mama either feeding or "slinging" him, all the time. On the days he's fussy (like today), there's none of that lying him down stuff. No, not for this baby.
As I've added some pumping to my routine, I've had so much less time to blog Truman. I've been trying to build up a frozen store of breast milk for the time I hand my sweet baby over to someone else for hours at a time.
On Thursday, Truman had his first experience with the bottle when I went out for a meeting. He wasn't too pleased.
2005.06.19 - not so much in the nighttime -
Everett was a "reverse cycler," and even today, we spend much of our night together. As I'm sitting here now, he's sleeping on the couch a few feet away.
Today Truman was in a fussy mood, and Jonathan yelled at me from the bedroom (where he's sleeping the stomach flu away), certain that I had left Truman alone to cry. But I hadn't, he was just sitting in my sling while I sat at my computer. I was getting tired of trying to make him happy.
I'm so tired my eyes ache and my head feels like 1,000 pounds. It's not all Truman's fault, of course, I've been staying up super super late getting lots of work done.
Well, if he's not ahead of the class on smiles, Truman sure is getting gold stars in sitting. He sometimes can sit 30...60...even 90 seconds before toppling over in cuteness! You're amazed, I know you are.
2005.06.15 - lurve. and oh, yes, sleep -
Lurve. True Lurve. That's what I'm feeling.
Everyone (well, everyone but Brooke and a few unlucky souls like her) falls in love with their baby. I'm no different. But oh, what a love....
2005.06.14 - promises, promises -
I promised this time it would be different, that I wouldn't work such a crazy schedule, that I'd blog all the time, that I'd protect the sanctity of your babyhood. But I can't help it (and it's not just because I need a roof over all our heads, and plenty of organic farmer's market goodies in our bellies). I'm just a working mama.
You're getting so strong. I knew you'd grow up to be a big healthy boy just like your brother, but you continue to amaze me. I weighed you the other night when we had to take you to the doctor. The scale had your weight in kilograms, it was 5.3 or something. Later I used a calculator to convert it and found out you are almost 12 pounds. You'll double your birth weight by two months at this rate.
2005.06.09 - catching my moments of zen -
Today I started missing it, the time I'd spend each night blogging my day's experiences when I was pregnant. And I decided to get just that much less sleep to make it happen again.
2005.06.07 - one day on, one day off -
Sunday, as you know, terrible. Monday, mostly great. Today, the afternoon and evening was a little awful once again.
Between fusses I love him to pieces.
Today was not a zen day. Truman and I just weren't getting along so well.
Jonathan asked me today if Truman's ability to focus, or lack thereof, was according to the "calendar." So I went here to check.
2005.05.28 - happy birthday (one month version) -
Today was Truman's one-month birthday, and in honor of the great event, I gave him a bath. It was his first true, doused-all-the-way-in-water bath, and he bathed in tandem with his big brother. Everett couldn't stand his first bath and wailed angrily while I washed him as quickly as possible and Jonathan took photos. But Truman seemed pleased, in as much as a one-month-old without a 'real' smile can seem pleased about anything. He waved his arms and kicked and looked around calmly as I rubbed him down with lavendar bubble bath.
2005.05.21 - truman's blankie finished, life with friends -
This evening marked a great date in the life of Truman - the completion of his baby blankie. I've been working on it since April 14th or so, and tonight I cast off the last stitch. Only 26 days after his birth, not bad hmmm?
2005.05.18 - truman's modeling debut, and, alert! alert! -
"He's so alert!" a mom cooed at Truman today. And I realized he'd been awake, and peering at me with his beautiful blue-grey eyes, for an hour already. And throughout the day, he's been awake for longer and longer periods, playing, waving his arms, half-smiling at me. He's so interested in the world, his little breath coming in short excited bursts.
2005.05.17 - my son gives me a bath -
Today was a day of firsts. Truman started fussing this morning, his first difficult time so far in his life. I was mourning the loss of my zen babe, and wishing for a deep clean - it had been at least four days since the last time I'd washed my hair.
I know babies aren't supposed to smile until about two months. And if they do smile at this point, it's all a disconnected-from-mood reflex.
2005.05.09 - truman, the amazing child who plays by himself -
I'm sitting at my laptop, paying bills and answering emails (and oh, yes, blogging) sans baby. How could I be so cruel? I'll tell you how. My baby plays by himself. Yep. He's 11 days old today, and he plays by himself.
2005.05.06 - welcome to life with truman -
Truman got a birthday present from his mama's Blogging Baby colleagues. It was his very own domain!
