Friday, May 11, 2012
ALL MAY NOT BE SUNNY
Ok -what's up with all these animal suicides? I am convinced that birds at least get depressed. Could be the constant temperature changes, a little snow late in the season, or less impressive amounts and quality of seed in the feeder as the winter providers cut back on free "bird food".
At first I thought it was just my daughter's bad luck who drives a car that attracts robins (kind of a worm color)and two went to an untimely death in her grill. Then I heard from another who had been the unwitting perp in another instance of bird demise.
Today as I am merrily making my way to the office enjoying the early sunshine and scenic country views-I see, an obviously depressed bird, diving directly into my grill or under my wheels. There was no corresponding thump or poof of feathers so don't know if my car actually completed the task, but it does make you wonder. Did I actually entice and wield death's scythe? Usually they just take aim, poop and move on. But this was a deliberate attack or as I surmised earlier a final act of a desperate soul. You decide.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
FALTER BUT NO FALLS
Well one thing we know-Joseph is a fighter! After a bout with a high heart rate, Matt says from the "man-handling" he has conquered that. Then he had trouble keeping food down, but he got the hang of that. Actually he took his first nourishment drinking from a tiny cup! A new-born drinking from a cup-that was a first for the nurse. Then the big issue-his aspirating meconium (literally baby waste) when he drew his first breath. That one was scarier and required more treatment.
He was placed in "nursery jail" as my daughter dubbed it to monitor his progress and insert an IV giving him anti-biotics. Though well-formed and complete at 41 weeks and 8 lb 6 oz, it broke your heart to see the little guy literally tied to his IV and fighting to get his oxygen up and keep it there. But he beat it back and is undergoing his final "clip" before coming home with Mom and Dad today - a whole four days old. Now he has to meet the other kids (Zoe and Phoenix) and assert his presence in the house. No problem.
We also report, through his Dad,that he seems to have an affinity for show tunes. Who knew? But then how did he hear said show tunes? Apparently his Dad called upon his eclectic repotoire to entertain and soothe his son. Mom has her own methods of soothing relying on her olympic-worthy cuddling and of course, she is the keeper of the Mommy milk. Don't care how tough you are that's why a guy needs his Mom!
He was placed in "nursery jail" as my daughter dubbed it to monitor his progress and insert an IV giving him anti-biotics. Though well-formed and complete at 41 weeks and 8 lb 6 oz, it broke your heart to see the little guy literally tied to his IV and fighting to get his oxygen up and keep it there. But he beat it back and is undergoing his final "clip" before coming home with Mom and Dad today - a whole four days old. Now he has to meet the other kids (Zoe and Phoenix) and assert his presence in the house. No problem.
We also report, through his Dad,that he seems to have an affinity for show tunes. Who knew? But then how did he hear said show tunes? Apparently his Dad called upon his eclectic repotoire to entertain and soothe his son. Mom has her own methods of soothing relying on her olympic-worthy cuddling and of course, she is the keeper of the Mommy milk. Don't care how tough you are that's why a guy needs his Mom!
Thursday, May 3, 2012
NEW KID IN TOWN
Just some quick thoughts about the birth of my grandson Joseph Paul last night. Ok all babies are cute and he is mine, but he really is!! Perfect skin -no wrinkly pruney look and bellowing like a banshee on the hunt.
His Mother, my daughter, was strong, resiliant. Cussing a bit and frustrated at times, but no tears and a worker to the end with a beautiful result. Sweat pouring down, no rest for 24 hours and she gave her all and then some. Whatever was asked, she gave. Whatever was needed, she had. Women are so strong when it comes to childbirth and there is a reason they call it labor! Then after all that work and while they continued working on her, she kept looking anxiously over at the baby "warming bed" where her little guy was bawling his head off. When they finally swaddled and handed him to her, she immediately went into Mama mode rocking and soothing him until he quieted down.
Matt was a rock, barely leaving her side, soothing, comforting, cheerleading and just murmuring to her when she seemed to falter a bit. Lovingly rolling ice over her forehead in between contractions, feeding her an ice chip when she had a little break. Her hand was wrapped up in his shirt through some of the rougher contractions when she needed that one anchor that kept her tied to her reality -just hanging on to her rock.
As soon as they took Joe back from Kristen and Matt to take him to the nursery he started fussing again. He turned his head whenever he heard Mom or Dad talking. Then the first thing Kristen wanted was a large glass of water - 3 of them! The circle continues. More updates in the days ahead.
His Mother, my daughter, was strong, resiliant. Cussing a bit and frustrated at times, but no tears and a worker to the end with a beautiful result. Sweat pouring down, no rest for 24 hours and she gave her all and then some. Whatever was asked, she gave. Whatever was needed, she had. Women are so strong when it comes to childbirth and there is a reason they call it labor! Then after all that work and while they continued working on her, she kept looking anxiously over at the baby "warming bed" where her little guy was bawling his head off. When they finally swaddled and handed him to her, she immediately went into Mama mode rocking and soothing him until he quieted down.
Matt was a rock, barely leaving her side, soothing, comforting, cheerleading and just murmuring to her when she seemed to falter a bit. Lovingly rolling ice over her forehead in between contractions, feeding her an ice chip when she had a little break. Her hand was wrapped up in his shirt through some of the rougher contractions when she needed that one anchor that kept her tied to her reality -just hanging on to her rock.
As soon as they took Joe back from Kristen and Matt to take him to the nursery he started fussing again. He turned his head whenever he heard Mom or Dad talking. Then the first thing Kristen wanted was a large glass of water - 3 of them! The circle continues. More updates in the days ahead.
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