I’m not sure if many of you have seen this montage, it has a funny little back story….
When my sister Josie visited us last month she opened a coffee table drawer with her foot (it is at perfect foot level) and then she decided it was funny to see how many things she could pickup up or touch with her feet in my house. It was pretty funny and the running joke for the weekend. A few days ago we had some quiet time and Josie was at work so we decided to take pictures of Niamh’s feet on all of Josie’s stuff. I paticularly like Niamh’s feet on Josie’s pillow… We put it into a collage, sending a copy to Lars to fufill his need more many many pictures per day, and printed a copy to stick on Josie’s door. She said it slowly dawned on her that it was feet on HER stuff so this is more or less an inside joke but it is still fun and now you all are in on the joke too.
I left off on Friday…
Saturday we did PJ day in Sayville and Niamh and I wore a matching set. We met up with my cousins and uncle and walked around town, these are my youngest cousins (who even read the blog!) and they were very excited to meet Niamh in person.
I believe the foul weather from the midwest was following me… it was overcast/rainy here and not at all conducive to going sailing or to the beach on Sunday as planned. We went to the yacht club Sunday and Niamh charmed everyone by being a good baby. We broke the rules and had a baby in the bar area (but only by a foot) but it was nice to sit and chat with all the club people including the lady who babysat for me when I was litte. She is the mom of a good friend and a frend of my moms and she had a great time making Niamh smile.
Monday was work all day and party all night! My HS friends came over and we bar-b-qued and chatted until around 10. Niamh was mostly smiles and having the first baby of our bunch is a bit of a novelty, only Miss Math teacher was really comfortable holding her but Jess did pretty well too. (Pictures on Flickr)
Yesterday we were a bit off schedule with an appointment for Mom that ran long naps and eating were just wrong enough to cause problems. While waiting in the waiting room the number of cranky old NY women was on the overwhelming side. They probably were not at their best in a doctors waiting room but they were really really cranky. I’m glad I don’t listen to all their ‘advice’ because one of the winners was that if a baby cries too hard they will get a hernia. Maybe possible but I’m not going to add it to my list of VALID worries. The nurse/receptionist was fairly nasty too, probably from having to deal with so many cranky old people. This was a very not midwest experience… Moms appointment went well and we were happy to leave. Later Miss Math and I went to pick up a bridesmaid dress for an upcoming wedding – it is on the tragic side… nice color and fits ok but that is were nice things to say about it end. In the evening we played montage time and the theme was things on Niamh’s head, she was a very good sport about it. Another aunt and cousins dropped by and so did Miss Math’s boyfrined and we had another mini party night. Unfortunately we used up all Niamh’s good playing with pictures and she was on the cranky side all night. I’m crossing my fingers today is a more normal sleep day.
Today I plan on starting an SCA dress and errands with mom and maybe a quiet night~
I have to write something so poor Doocie isn’t on top of the blog depressing everyone more. Technically almost anything is happier then a dead kitty so I’ll go straight to the original ‘lead story’ for Wednesday, Niamh’s first shots and 8w appointment;
The appointment went very well. She was awake and fine with all the general poking and weighing. She is 12 pounds 7.4 oz and 23in long – both stats in the high 90’s for percentile. Her head is still on the 55% so even though I think she has a giant head, there are much much bigger baby heads out there. The shots were quick and she screamed but stopped when I picked her up. They asked us to hang out somewhere in the building for 15min to make sure she was processing the shots ok. I did not want to sit in the little room so we wandered down to the maternity area and sat in the waiting room there. No babies in the nursery to look at but the area was empty, they had the TV to an interesting show, and all the furniture was comfortable for us to sit and wait and have a snack (me water, her boobjuice). She was not pleased with anything but we took a bath and she floated around and kicked her legs and that (according to Nurse sister) really helps get the pain to go away fast and she was almost happy for a while after. She was mellow and sleepy the rest of the day and all of yesterday too, this morning she seems back to normal.
Now for the Really Happy news! I have offically booked tickets to come visit NY! Niamh and I will arrive Thursday June 19th and will be at the parents house from the 19-29th! I have plans to go visit my grandmother, all aunts, any cousins I can find, Miss Math teacher, any other HS friends that are around and we are going to an event in Pa so we can see lots of SCA people too. **Special note to 8k** You should come to this event, borrow garb from Nina, drag Gary if you can and come visit for a bit, it is close. I can’t wait to see King Konrad and Queen Brenwen in action 🙂 I should probably let the autocrat know that a ‘foreign’ royal is coming to visit…
10 more min of morning nap so I am going to go get the laundry and make some coffee
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are cool and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….
Doocie was hit by a car and seemed to die instantly
In a few days Niamh will be 2 months old (although this is the 8th Tuesday she has been on the outside) and she has come a long way in the personality department. She is still fairly irrational but I don’t think that will change for years but she smiles alot and makes lots of cooing sounds. She is getting the hang of her moving her arms and legs and smacks herself in the face less then she used to – yesterday she actually batted at a toy dangling from her gym with actual intent.
I have changed some too. I used to require 8 hours of sleep, now I get about 4 in a row if I’m lucky with an extra hour here and there. I am getting over some of my analysis paralysis but I still can’t shake the feeling I should be getting more done. I set pretty low goals like having both of us dressed by noon and we only get that 50% of the time, we are usually good by 1pm though (so if you visit before, be prepared for Pj’s). The house is in a constant state of flux and I have no idea how I’ll handle it once I get back to work because I’m just managing now with no other outside responsibilities. I’m sure it will get easier as she gets a bit older and less prone to eating all night and Lars gets more used to knowing what needs to be done so he can help too.
On top of it all the weather stinks! So much for lovley walks in the sun… We have had two hail storms in two weeks and it is 60ish degrees out.
To focus on the positive, I can now wear some prepregancy pants without causing damage to internal organs. Mom wanted to see the reverse timeline so here is belly 2 months post baby. Still some excess skin but the massive chest makes up for it. I’m within 10 pounds of my weight and I’m guessing 5 are stored in my chest. The shirt (as you can see) recovered well from it’s stretching but the pants are now a bit more shapeless so Victoria’s secret trumps Old Navy for fabric versatility!
I have uploaded a ton of pictures over the last few weeks. It only takes one hand to upload and I type too slow so blogging isn’t top of the list at the moment. Beside the one hand handicap – other then reporting what new thing she can do and what she has pooped on recently my days are mellow and rather the same. Lars has just put her down and the baby monitor says she is sleeping so I’m going to go hang out with my husband for 45min before all you can eat time begins 🙂