Babies and technology

Just like her dad, Hadley is already getting into gadgetry. Well, sort of. I WANT her to be, so I am trying out my old iPod on her to see if she takes to it. If this works out, she will have an iPhone (imbedded in her head) by age 4.

Rubik's Hadley

This is a fun photo program from dumpr.net

Sometimes we have gas

We have been watching the Dunstan DVDs where she identifies the different cries associated with what baby is experiencing. It is amazing how accurate she is. So after watching more of the video we were all sitting on the couch and Hadley was making the cutest faces being such a good girl so I ran and grabbed the video camera. As we were filming and oohing and ahhing, this is what happened:

Bottle feeding

I have taken over as part feeder/part authoritarian. My wife bought a breast pump last week and it has changed her life dramatically. She gets to sleep. I have a new found respect for her. I was thinking early on that this parenting thing isn't so bad. I get to sleep a good 5 hours of uninterrupted sleep. HA! Well that has changed since she started pumping. I get up now and do one feeding a night. We discussed this after the first night when I got up at 1:30 and was up til 3:30 trying to get Hadley back to sleep. So now I take the 4:30 or so (3:13am, 4:22am) feeding which works better since I usually get up at 5:45am anyway. The other night wasn't so easy. I awoke to the baby hunger crying at 4:22am. She fed easily but then would not go back to bed. I changed her, swaddled her, and then she zonked out in my arms. The MINUTE I put her down, she lost it. Acted as if I was sticking needles in her pinky toe. So we got up and walked around for another 45 minutes. Finally, at around 5:45 she went down and I was able to get two more hours of sleep....but that meant going into work 1.5 hours later.

What to write about

I am sitting here every day trying to decide what to post about. I think I should start from the beginning but then again the beginning won't really be the beginning in a few months when the posts are buried at the bottom of new posts - I promise.
So I have decided to just write. Write about whatever happens in the moment of parenthood. So bear with me while I gain my blogging posture and begin this new journey. Thanks for being patient.

Observance of baby being sick

When I get sick I moan, whimper and complain. I guess I want people to know I am sick so I feel better. It's selfish, I know. But, I have just realized that when babies are sick, they have no idea they are sick. They also do not really carry on the acts of being sick. Self pity, moaning and groaning. They may be fussy, but that is just because they do not feel good. They are not trying to get more attention though. It occurred to me a few days ago when Hadley was looking so cute on the couch when I was swaddling her. She was looking so cute and happy. Her eyes were wide open and observant - as observant as any 5 week old could be. I was just staring at her thinking "you aren't sick- you don't look sick" and then, she coughed and sneezed all the while still looking so dang cute and innocent.