It’s Funny Today, Last Night Not So Much Thursday, Apr 2 2009 

Last night GeekBaby vomited. In our bed.

It was not definitely not spit up. It was vomit. Vomit has a unique odor. Oh, and it was dark in the room too. I got vomited on in the dark.

The next 30 minutes were a hustle and bustle of cleaning off various people, throwing sheets, mattress pad, and my nightgown into the washer, putting spare sheets on the bed, and checking GeekBaby’s temperature.

I’m sorry, son, but if you vomit that much, (on me! in the dark!!), you’re gonna get a thermometer in an awkward place. I have to make sure you’re not running a fever, there’s absolutely no schadenfreude involved.

Okay, maybe a little.


The Speed of Mischief Tuesday, Mar 3 2009 

GeekBaby started crawling on Valentine’s Day.

He’s now quite proficient at it, he chases the OBall and empty coke bottles across the floor, he follows me around the kitchen getting underfoot, he goes up and down the two steps between the TV room and our bedroom.  He’s in to everything.  Everything.

Oh, and he pulled an outlet plate off the wall.

I’m not kidding.  I heard silence, applied the principle of Silent Small Children = Trouble, and checked on him.  This is what I found:

Alright, Im in!

Alright, I'm in!

Cheese it, its the cops!

Cheese it, it's the cops!

Seriously, how do you baby proof against this?  I’d love to know.

Finger Foods Wednesday, Jan 14 2009 

Today we introduced avocado to the young Geek. He took to it surprisingly well, and gnawed happily on it throughout dinner.
He’s been interested in that stuff we put in our mouths for a while now, but yesterday got rather insistent on taking my pizza rolls, so today he got avocado.
As for me, I’m rather sad. Mostly because his previously inoffensive diapers are now just going to get smellier and smellier. *sigh*
(Nothing too substantive today, I’m beat. Plus I’m posting from my touch, and typing takes forever.)

5 Month Update Wednesday, Dec 24 2008 

GeekBaby is 5 months old today.  He also has a tooth just beginning to break the lower gum.

I am absolutely unprepared for him to be armed.  More armed, as he already has two strong little arms and an impossibly charming smile.  I’m so not ready for teeth too.

Today we visited friends who also have a baby boy, just a month younger than the young Geek, and it was fascinating to see the huge differences between the two.  Obviously GeekBaby is longer, heavier, and more developed – he’s the older of the two.  But GeekBaby has a lower pitched voice, less teething and far less hair, and while they’re equally demanding they have different demands.  His friend demands comfort and attention, GeekBaby demands involvement.  They’re such two different little personalities, all at 4-5 months.

At his doctor’s appointment in the beginning of the month, he weighed 18.25 pounds (and now is probably 19+) and was 27 inches long.  He can bear his weight on his legs, and tripod, and freaked out nicely from stranger anxiety for his pediatrician.  He’s started getting after our food and drinks, but isn’t sure what to do with them once he gets them.  He plays with his toys, and can roll over.  He even escaped from my mom – she left him on his floor blanket for 5 minutes, and when she got back he was gone, having rolled himself into the shadow of an armchair.

Where did my little baby go?

Life Imitating Art Imitating Life Tuesday, Dec 16 2008 

The halloween costume was more appropriate than I knew… my baby really is a viking.

You cannot feed this child, instead he takes what he wants.  Case in point, last night as I was lying down to nurse him, he wouldn’t wait for me to get pillows situated, instead he grabbed me by my nursing bra and attempted to haul my breast towards his mouth.  Seriously.  I couldn’t make this up if I tried.  Then he got angry that this method did not work as well as it does with his sippy cup*.

At least he’s not strong enough to effect movement.  Yet.

*  Yes, he’s on a sippy cup already.  He started refusing bottles when he was two months, and after a traumatic first week back at work we moved to a sippy cup and never looked back.  He likes the handles, and can maneuver it to his mouth himself.  It’s a tad creepy.

(On an unrelated note, WordPress needs a footnote feature.  Blockquote just doesn’t look quite right.)