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Paul Discovers a Toy

I’ve often tried to get Paul to notice his toys. I put all of them on the blanket around him and try to force them into his little hand. He lets go of the toy immediately and then tries to eat his hand.

“Look!” I say excitedly. “It’s a toy to play with! Play with it!”

He laughs at me. Despite the colorful toy I’m shaking right in front of his face, his focus doesn’t shift away from my face.

“Ah, well,” I think. “It’s good my child is not materialistic.”

The other day I peeked into his play pen and this is what I saw.

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I didn’t even force it into his hand. He found it himself. He held on to it for a about 10 minutes and then fell asleep, his arm curled around it.

Maybe he imagined he was calling one of his grandmas to say hello.

No More Smiles

Mommy took my on an outing this morning. I thought it was going to be fun when I saw all the other little babies. Some were crawling around. I should learn how to do that. I smiled at Mommy and impressed the other mommies with how much I looked around. I was so alert! This was new type of outing. I wanted to pay attention.

Then Mommy held me in her arms really tightly and smiled at me. I smiled back at her.

A lady gave me a sweet thing to drink from a dropper. It was fine, but I couldn’t tell what was going on. I don’t remember eating like that before. Mommy kept smiling at me. Then all of the sudden, the lady poked me in the leg with this sharp thing. It hurt! I screamed as loud as I could. I thought that was it, but no! She poked me again. I wished I could talk so I could tell Mommy that the lady was being mean. I tried to wiggle away but Mommy let her poke me again! Three pokes! I was so mad. And Mommy didn’t stop her.

Mommy held me close again and I thought maybe I could be happy again, but then I started feeling all achy. It’s a few hours later and I still feel awful. I want to just keep crying and screaming. Mommy holds me but that doesn’t make the icky feeling go away. Mommy feeds me and I still feel all icky. I try to sleep but I wake up feeling achy. I am not happy.

What is this new feeling? Why did Mommy let that lady poke me? It was not any fun. I thought Mommy was nicer than that.

I’m really sad. I don’t think I’ll smile today.

Paul and the Pacifier

Title: Paul and the Pacifier

Starring: Paul

Synopsis: Paul is minding his own business and enjoying his pacifier when an unseen force pries it out of his mouth. He knows the pacifier is nearby and struggles to get it back. It is a cruel world. The effort wears him out and he begins to fall asleep.

Editor’s note: Paul will be very happy when he figures out how to use those hands of his!

Week 3 Update

Paul is now more than 3 weeks old. Here are some updates about him.

  • He hasn’t been weighed since he was a week and half old. Then, he was 3050 grams. His birth weight was 3116 grams, so he hadn’t yet gained back to his birth weight. However, since then, I suspect he has gained much more than those lacking 66 grams. To us, it looks like his face and chest are filling out. His thighs and legs are still skinny but that doesn’t stop Daddy from nicknaming Paul “Porkchop.” (I think it’s a bit premature since he is still so tiny!) He’ll be weighed next on 7 November, his first month birthday.
  • Mommy suspects Paul went through a growth spurt over the weekend. He wanted to eat every hour on Friday afternoon and evening and then he kept wanting to eat every two hours all night! (He had been sleeping 4 hours plus each night, but that phase ended this weekend unfortunately!)
  • Paul has stronger lungs than he used to have. His cry is louder and he is much more determined to get attention when he’s unhappy.
  • His eyes are no longer blue-ish gray. They are darkening and already look more gray than anything else. I suspect they aren’t done changing color. We could end up with brown eyes yet!

Weeks 2 and 3

Here are some pictures of me from the past two weeks.

Week 2

I slept a lot this week. Here are some pictures to prove it!

 

Week 3

Here are more pictures of me. Do I look older?

 

Week 3 with Cowboy Joe

Here I am with Cowboy Joe. He is my friend.

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Do I look older than I was in the pictures posted last week?

My Tuesday

I awoke at quarter to five. I don’t tell time, so I didn’t know it had only been an hour and a quarter since Mommy had finally gotten me to sleep after a very long feeding. But I’m glad I woke up, because then Daddy came and got me! We cuddled while Daddy answered work emails.

Finally Mommy got up. I ate my early breakfast. I like to eat. But sometimes I get so hungry I get mad about eating and won’t stop crying. I guess I need more practice. Anyway, this morning I was happy and I didn’t feel like falling asleep again yet, so Mommy held me while she ate breakfast and Daddy got ready for work. Then Daddy cuddled me for a few minutes while Mommy took a shower. Then Daddy had to go to work. I cried.

Mommy probably wanted to get something done, like take pictures of me to send to her family or pay some bills or make some phone calls to figure out how to get a passport for me, but I decided to be all fussy and demand her attention. And then I ate my breakfast. (Mommy got some of my breakfast on her shirt. Hey, that was mine!) I was feeling pretty happy by this time, so I fell asleep. I didn’t eat very much at my breakfast, so Mommy cuddled me, hoping I’d wake up and eat more. Instead, she fell asleep too.

Sometimes Mommy gets something done in the morning. Today Mommy just slept.

The phone rang and Mommy woke up and talked to Grandma Sorenson. Then I woke up and I was hungry! I ate a lot. When I was done, Mommy got to eat something. I decided to spit up most of what I ate on Mommy’s shirt. (It’s not my fault she didn’t have a big enough burp cloth!) I wanted to be awake now, so Mommy decided to give me a bath. I enjoyed it and didn’t cry very much at all, even though the air was very cold!

I perfected the messy diaper this afternoon. Some of the mess got on Mommy’s shirt. Mommy’s so sloppy! Mommy decided it was finally time to change the shirt.

I ate my afternoon meal and then I settled to sleep. I even slept in my crib. Mommy was so excited! She vacuumed the carpet and swept the floor and folded laundry.

Of course, by the time she did all that, I was awake and hungry again! After I ate, I was sleepy again. Mommy looked at the clock. She had time to either make a fancy dinner for Daddy or do something else. She did something else.

Then Daddy came home! I was so excited. I woke up and ate some dinner while Daddy made a sandwich for Mommy. Then I got to play with Daddy while Mommy folded some more laundry. What fun I had with Daddy! We played “Squirm Across Daddy’s Chest” and “Leap Into the Air.” Then Daddy congratulated me for peeing on Mommy’s side of the bed. I’m getting pretty good at peeing all the way through and around that diaper they put on me. And it’s not my fault they only have one set of sheets.

Then Daddy fell asleep (I don’t blame him! I hear he can’t take naps at that office he goes to!) and I started fussing for attention again, so Mommy fed me. I want to be like my Daddy, so I fell asleep too. I think it will be for a long while. I had a good day. I wonder what tomorrow will bring.

Paul’s First Week

Paul had a lot of firsts this week. Last Sunday, he breathed for the first time. He also cried for the first time. In the past week, Paul also learned to eat really well and to mess his pants! He is a natural sleeper. Sometimes we have to wake him up to remind him to eat. Other times (when night comes), he likes to stay awake and fuss for attention. No sleeping then!

Dad stayed home from work all last week. Father and son had a great time together. Dad had to go back to work yesterday, but that just means Mom gets Paul all to herself!

Overall, he’s a very good boy. We are so glad to have him in our family.

Here are some pictures from the first week of his life.

Week One


 

Paul’s First Bath

Paul’s First Family Pictures