Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Adjusting to life with Malcolm

So the sounds my son makes are eerily similar at times to those of Gizmo the Mogwai from the movie Gremlins. Is this normal? I have no idea. There's cooing and whimpering and occassional crying (with even less occassional screaming)...and yet he's so damn cute to look at (sure...I'm being somewhat biased).

He also seems to have an innate sense of comic timing. He knows that it's funnier to only poop a little and force a diaper change, then as soon as he's freshly changed let the rest go and force a second diaper change (or sometimes he pees instead...holding it back for that second diaper change in a row...and he seems to have some amazing aim as it tends to shoot all the way up his back).

He's about two and a half weeks old now and we all seem to be slowly putting together some sort of routine. We're all pretty much asleep by 10:30 these days, but we're up again around 2 or 2:30 for a feeding. Then we're up again between 5 and 6 for another feeding before "starting the day" proper at 9 or 9:30. Our days consist of feeding Malcolm, changing Malcolm, catching up on laundry (mostly Malcolm's as he goes through more outfit changes than a runway model does in one show).

We've done a few outings so far (aside from pediatric appointments). A trip to look for a new minifridge resulted in my wandering the store while Tash fed the baby in the backseat of the car. Two lunch trips to a local diner (mostly so the wait staff could "oooh" and "aahh" after months of seeing us pregnant) went rather smoothly (only one diaper change).

More later as things change.

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