January, 2012


22
Jan 12

Sleepless in Ontario.


When you have a new baby your life literally gets turned upside down.   All of the sudden you find yourself awake at ungodly hours every night.   At first I hated it.   I felt like a walking zombie.  As I adjusted I started to really like being awake at 3:30am.

The truth is our house is kind of beautiful in the middle of the night.   It’s quiet and calm.   Everything is covered in the blue light from our TV.   Donovan is usually pretty peaceful so I get to stare at him and trip out on the fact that I helped make him.

However, there is a bad side to being awake in the wee hours.  I find myself dangerously close to believing what the infomericals are telling me. You laugh now but you won’t be laughing when I’m a real estate millionaire and I have the perfect six pack abs.

-Joe


14
Jan 12

Eat your heart out Sinatra.

I want to start out by saying that I will love Donovan no matter what his eye color is. Do you hear that Brook?! I will still love him even if he has brown eyes. That being said I have to admit that since he was conceived I have hoped that Donovan would get his mom’s beautiful blue eyes. Now I know it is still early and they can still change, but it looks like I might get my wish…..

- Joe


14
Jan 12

The sleep sheep is watching you…

I know I would be creeped out by this dude constantly staring at me while I snooze but Donovan finds him soothing. It probably helps that he makes whale sounds.

- Joe


7
Jan 12

First month in review.

Young Donovan has officially been with us for a full month and what a month it has been.

He lost his umbilical stump.  Ewwe.

 

He got his first bedtime story from mom.

 

He got his first pacifier (thank god.)

 

He got to dress up like an Eskimo.

 

He got his first feeding from his pops.

 

He learned what to do when someone kicks a field goal.

 

He got into the Christmas spirit.

 

He enjoyed his first “tummy time” exercises. And his first arm hickey.

 

He had his first slow dance with a beautiful woman.

 

He got his first bath.

 

He learned how to do a spot-on Mother Theresa impersonation.

 

It’s been a busy month.   Everyone is tired around here.

 

- Joe

 


3
Jan 12

Brothers from different mothers.

Before Donovan, there was Capone and George. These dogs have been our surrogate children for over 6 years. We have taken them on vacations, dressed them in costumes and marched them in parades, and even let them sleep in our bed. Needless to say, they are spoiled.

When we got pregnant, one thing we couldn’t predict was how the dogs would react to having a baby in the house. We were worried because their previous interactions with small children had been less than desirable. Capone would jump up on our friends kids and knock them over, while George would bring them to tears by barking. They were never vicious toward kids, we just made bad “parenting” mistakes and allowed them to get away with this type of behavior.

Our game plan when Donovan was born was to have my mother bring a receiving blanket home covered in his scent for the dogs to sniff and recognize. They took about as much interest in the blanket as one takes in the State of the Union address, so we anticipated their reaction to Donovan to be just as it had been in the past with other children. And it was.  Capone tried getting in his face while George immediately barked at him. This kind of excitement tends to turn the dogs on each other, and sure enough the dogs were so overwhelmed, they started fighting. This resulted in some solitary confinement for the first two days after returning home.

Over the next week we slowly reintroduced the dogs to Donovan and their true personalities emerged. Capone was nervous and curious, and kept his distance while trying to figure him out. George was also curious, but in a protective way. He kept his distance, but any time Donovan made any abrupt movement or sound, George was there to investigate and make sure things were okay.

The novelty has since worn off. George still monitors Donovan from a distance and Capone continues to figure out what this little dude is all about. More importantly, they both enjoy the numerous smells Donovan emits.

It has been one month today since Donovan’s birth, and I can happily say that we have transitioned to a more relaxed state with all of our “children”.

- Brook