Henry is slightly over a year old now. Not a surprise that my last blog post was back in June. A joke I like to make is that if I really wanted to handicap a competitor I would figure out how to make them have a newborn. Bam! They’ll be out of commission for at least six months.
I can see where the phrase “It takes a village…” came from. It’s also funny to think that in our modern age we don’t communicate more about how difficult it is to raise a baby, especially if you have no one to turn to for support.
Obligatory baby photo to show that things are okay:
One of the funny things parents of toddlers or older children say to me is that I’ll miss this newborn phase once the baby grows older. I wonder if it’s a case of rose-tinted glasses or whether that just means worse is coming.
Admittedly newborns generally look cute so when they’re not screaming, pooping, or spitting out milk they’re kind of nice to chuckle at.
A little over two months with the baby and he’s growing rapidly. Like many newborns, he has a propensity to cry when you’re not standing and carrying him. This baby has been quite the workout for my arms. They’re sore all the time. (Along with my ears).
The past few days brought cramps to my left arm. Let’s hope that it doesn’t cramp up while I’m holding le bebe.
My baby is two months old today. I set the Spotify radio setting to play songs based on a mellow Yo La Tengo number. After an hour of music “Where is My Mind?” by The Pixies came on.
That about sums up the first two months taking care of the baby.
It’s also time to add a ‘Parenthood’ category. How life changes.