Saturday, January 10, 2004

So let it be known that it is now confirmed - we will be having another little person join our family. We went to the doctor's yesterday to do a double checkup - one for Alex and one for my wife. The poor little guy had his shots again yesterday, four pricks that sent him screaming in pain! He was either sleepy or sore yesterday, and today's he's just a bit sore from yesterday still.

But when they weighed him yesterday, he was clocking in at 17.7 pounds, which is quite a milestone for the little guy, having doubled his birth weight, and grown into Diaper Level 3, which is 16-24 pounds. As for developmental growth, he is certainly laughing a lot more, cooing a lot more, and does occasionally sleep in till 9am. Of course, I only hear about those days from my wife - he usually wakes up at 6am for me.

So the doctor at the office guesses that her due date to be somewhere in August - we would need to do an ultrasound to find out a more accurate estimation of the baby's arrival. Then Maralise tells us that since Alex was born in September, the school cutoff date would be that he would be joining school a little older than most his age, and with his new sibling on the way, that would mean that they could very well be in the same grade, in the same graduating class. Furthermore, she added, for a few weeks they could possibly even be the same age...

I guess we're not doing normal anytime soon!

Tuesday, January 06, 2004

I actually do have a lot of my mind, but this thing called "Grand Theft Auto: Vice City" and "Hunter: Wayward" and "Medal of Honor: Frontline", has taken possession of my brain and time, so I am unable to really put much to keyboard. But out of guilt and obligation to the future readers in the family, I will commit this bit of time to writing a little something, in hopes that it will snow like the Dickens and I won't have to go to work.

I was at work today and I was really missing Alex. I like the way he smiles at me and I like the way he looks at me. I really don't think there's anything greater than having the love of a baby, even though he probably doesn't even know that he loves me yet. Seems like something he can be overwhelming, but then there are times when I hold him and think, "I don't have to give him back to anyone - he's mine!" and in a strange, possessive way that some people react to the love of their lives, I am happy that he belongs to me.

So, on the topic of Number Two, people are slowly finding out about our second coming (no pun intended) and the reactions are actually kinda fun. Our moms react rather... motherly. Concerned and slightly chiding, like we should stop messing around and stop having more babies. The way I look at it, it's gonna be stressful for a bit, like Alex can be at first, but it has to work because it's gonna happen. Some people have been giving me advice, such as to treat them almost like twins. Give them separate identities, but give them the same stuff for birthdays and Christmas. Because comparisons will be made between the siblings about all the material things, attention, and love that they will be receiving. A lot of people have been hinting that he either have kids who are about a year apart, and they fight a lot. Or maybe they're closer than any other two people on earth. So, I'm trying to take this all in stride, take the best advice and store it in my brain, and throw out the other stuff.

Remind me to post some pictures tomorrow. I need to do that, especially when we're buried in snow for the past few days, and are about to be buried in about few feet tonight. As of now, it hasn't done anything yet, but who knows 8 hours from now if I'll be able to even spot my car... Well, hasta luego, folks.

In a lot of ways, I think having another one really perks up the blog. It's like a one-man play has become... an ensemble cast!