Author: theogeo
Monster baby
Originally we were trying to figure out if this child is a zombie or a vampire. When his daddy holds him, he rares his head back and bobs around, mouth agape, around Daddy’s clavicle and face, trying to devour him. So, one point for zombie. And he looooves to suck. And suck and suck and suck. So, one point for vampire. But then we thought maybe he’s got a streak of werewolf in him, because…
Holden meets The Clampetts
My family was here days and days ago but it’s taken me this long to post pictures! My sister and nephews are hopefully coming up this week to meet the beebs, so that should be fun. My dad was already talking about getting the boy into Civil War re-enacting. I was like, Dad, he can’t even hold his head up yet! So we have quite a battle ahead of us.
Two weeks: The complaints!
There is this little mercurial creature hanging around my house and we don’t speak each other’s language but we’re learning. My emotions twist and turn with every involuntary grimace on his face. I am his huckleberry. The hardwiring is intense. I get caught up in the brutal cycle of wondering if I’m doing an OK job and asking myself, “Is my baby happy?” The latter is a crazy question. What does that even mean —…
There is no time
… to write. My phone alarm goes off every two hours and that’s when I stick my boob in the boy’s mouth provided it’s not there already, which it often is. He lives a life of decadence. Oh, and he gets the hiccups a lot.
First bath!
I finally relented on giving the boy a rubdown once the sweet newborn smell of his head gave way to the mundane smell of sweaty hair. I propped up the baby book and made sure we did things as Dr. Sears said to do them. I know, I know. This is also how I cook, even when I’m cooking Hamburger Helper. I’m neurotic. Holden was not too keen on the experience, but he smells a…
One week
In one week I have gone from being a childfree entity to being someone who can make a peanut butter sandwich with one hand (try it — it ain’t easy). It has been a whirlwind week of disposable diapers and puzzled expressions and gushy coos and sweet kisses on sweet dark-haired heads. I have had a few moments here and there where I wasn’t quite sure what I had gotten myself into, but those always…
Holden’s home birth
Soooooo. Friday night when I thought I was going to be so clever and go to bed for some much-needed rest before the big contractions began, my body had other much bigger plans. Almost as soon as I laid down, I started feeling those radiating menstrual cramps in my back, and they were immediately strong enough to wake me as I would be dozing off. I started timing them and they were coming roughly 10…
I can’t stop smelling his head
He’s here and he’s wonderful. Holden Turner Karpovage arrived Saturday, Nov. 5, at 8:34 a.m., at home in a tiny inflatable pool. I’ll write more eventually when I get a chance but for now here’s a video. Like his mama, he has no shame. http://m.flickr.com/#/photos/theogeo/6321195952/ I can’t figure out how to embed since I’m on my phone. Argh.
Something is happening
I woke up early this morning (Friday) in a wet spot. I usually don’t pee myself in my sleep (or elsewhere) but I knew that sort of thing can happen in pregnancy, so I wasn’t quite sure what was going on. I laid there in bed for a while and noticed an ache in my lower back that felt like a menstrual cramp. It radiated out toward my stomach. Each cramp lasted about a minute…
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