Thanksgiving

This year we obviously had plenty to be thankful for with having a new member of the family to celebrate the holidays with. Dominic and I enjoyed Thanksgiving here in South Carolina with our friends and neighbors, the Steadmans. But this year, we were all especially thankful because Meredith just gave birth to her son, Thian, a week after Michael was born. She went into labor prematurely due to a pregnancy related medical condition affecting her liver. Luckily, both Mom and Baby were perfectly healthy despite the circumstances; and we had a lovely holiday with Eddie, Meredith, their daughter Rienna, Eddie's mom, and two baby boys.

I know a baby's first Thanksgiving is more special for the parents than the child, but I'm pretty sure we all had fun anyway. Michael has been smiling more when we play with him. I even snapped a few pictures after he woke up that morning of him playing with his Daddy.

I've also determined that my son is much like a turtle in the fact that when he is on his back, he kicks his hands and legs back and forth like he's crawling. I keep expecting him to roll over and take off any day now. In fact, he's really close to rolling over on his own. When he's on his playmat, I often look over to see him mostly on his side. If he can just get that little push, he'd be on his stomach. I can't believe how fast he's growing! I have no idea how much he weighs, but we're into the 3-6 month pants because he's such a big eater. I don't think I'm ready for him to be going at this fast of a pace.

The First Two Weeks

So, the first two weeks have gone by quicker than I thought they would and I figured it's time to share some of those funny little "growing up" stories with the family before they get lost in my head. I gotta warn you though, there will be plenty of icky poop tales and accounts of "where'd that pee come from?" I promise to make it tasteful, but let's be honest...it's poop. It's gross and it's EVERYWHERE when you're raising an infant. And I do mean everywhere...

A couple of days ago Dom went into the nursery to change Michael's diaper and all of a sudden I hear a barrage of "Oh my God"'s, "How did you DO that?!"'s, and "You've got to see this!" For as much as I wasn't sure I wanted to see this...I wasn't sure that I wanted to miss it either. Funny how you don't want to miss anything your baby does, even when it's a fecal explosion. And it was! It was everywhere and we had to take him into the bathtub to wash him off because there weren't enough wipies in the state of South Carolina for that mess. How could someone so little create such a mess?

But it's not all about the ever dwindling pile of diapers. There have been cuter moments too. We're getting to know our son as a person, figuring out his behaviors. I now know that when he's hungry he'll chew on his hand for a few seconds, and if you put in a pacifier it'll only last a second or two before he spits it out. The only thing that will satisfy him long enough to get a bottle ready a good ole finger....or Dom's nose. It's true. I even have it on video. Dom was holding Michael up to his face giving him kisses to calm him down and the nose went straight into the boy's mouth and he began nursing.

I just didn't realize that such silly things would become so important and entertaining. Now we're getting ready for a first Thanksgiving! Elizabeth is coming and we're having the Steadman family over again like every year. Except this year Meredith just delivered her son, Thian, so Eddie's mom will be here along with her 17 month old, Rienna. So babies, babies, galore! Happy Turkey Day to you all and check in next week for the holiday update!