i-Peed (diapering debacles)

Johan pees on me everyday. You would think after 5 weeks and 60+ diaper changes I would learn to properly use his pee pee tee-pee. After-all, an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. Yet, I  have at least one diaper debacle a day. He pees on my shirt. He pees on his shirt. He has peed in his own eye. He has peed in my eye. He will pee in your eye. He is an equal opportunity tinkler. He does not discriminate. I have a friend whose son outgrew this peeing stage within the first month of life. For this reason I expect that every time I change Johan he will have outgrown his propensity to pee all over me. He has not yet.  Maybe next time...

(Also, I just ordered a shirt for Johan which features the witticism "iPOOD."  Yes, I realize it is immature, but I will be taking him to the Apple store at the mall with this shirt on and I will be taking photos. I love laughter evoking baby clothes. I can't wait.)

It's the little things

Things I love about my son (besides all the obvious stuff)
How much he enjoys a good stretch
The way that he smiles with his whole face. Aren't you jealous of whole face smilers?
The snorts, grunts, and otherwise impolite noises he makes when he is really hungry and gets his first taste of milk
His knobby knees
His sleep smiles

A fit of sneezing and newborn pockets

Within minutes of arriving home from the hospital Johan went into a fit of sneezing. (just so you know a "fit" is defined as 4 or more sneezes.) I had a moment of sheer panic my thoughts moving immediately to the drastic measures that would have to be taken. "He's allergic to the house, we'll have to sell. Maybe it's the cats, I wonder if my Dad and Kathy would take them. We'd still get to see them that way..." Luckily this sneezing episode was an isolated incident. We are not moving. We still have cats. Since this initial episode, each time Johan sneezes I feel obligated to say "bless you." The thing is I have never before bought into this social nicety. Probably because we are no longer loosing massive casualties to the black plague and therefore the blessing seems trite and insincere.  However, every time Johan sneezes I have to say it. Just in case there is actually some magical power behind it and by not saying it I am depriving my son of this advantage. Maybe I'll take it a step further and sew some posies into the otherwise useless pockets on his little newborn clothes. By the way, I will NEVER be checking my newborn's pockets for anything that is missing, nor will I pat them down before throwing them in the wash. My husband and I will never have this conversation: Brian: "Have you seen Johan's (fill in blank with mysteriously missing item)? Me: I don't think so, check his pockets..."
For these reasons pockets on newborn clothes are just ridiculous.

First Blog

This blog will not be interesting to people who do not know me or Johan. This blog will be simple, short and updated irregularly. These are not my aspirations for this blog. These are simple facts based on how well I know myself and my propensity for projects such as these, and my lack of ability to update anything in the realm of social media. Having stated these facts, I hope you like my blog I also hope this blog only minimally embarrasses my son when he is older and uses the Wayback Machine.