It’s my final day off from work for a while. It was nice to be home for the first week of John’s arrival, and rather necessary. You think I’d have gotten any work accomplished with the excitement at home, or on just 2-3 hours of sleep? We had our third dr. appt. of the week today with Dr. Howard. Aside from a little diaper rash, seems John is doing fine and well on his way back to his birth weight.
Before the appointment, I was standing in the backyard with John, when Baxter starting barking his damn head off. He either viciously attacked a rat, or simply discovered it. But either way he was nudging the squirming rat around with his snout as it twitched. I couldn’t decide whether to put the rat out of its misery or let nature take its course. I let it be and it was dead and covered with ants when we came back from the doctor. I guess that’s about the only non-baby-related story of the week.
While Lauren has been up for feedings in the middle of the night, I have been taking care of most of the diaper duty. It’s really quite easy and not as gross as I expected. The biggest challenge I’ve encountered so far has been getting the baby back to sleep in the middle of the night.
I attempted to take Baxter out for a walk today but HOLY CRAP is it hot. Baxter panted and sat under a tree as I dripped with sweat. We wound up back inside within ten minutes. Stupid Texas.
Aw…he looks so sweet. Stupid Texas is right…the Midwest is calling you home!
He looks pretty content. Just remember when it’s -30 here this winter, you’ll probably be in your shirt sleeves drinking beer on a patio.