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the moment

its tough to get a decent picture of a 12-day old human. they are usually sleeping. when they are awake there is often a breast in their mouth, and the boss is "absolutely NOT OK" (said with great irritation) with me taking that photograph. the rest of the time they are screaming. there is a 7-second window each day that you can get a passable photograph, but you darn-well better have your camera ready (and by that i mean that you better have your camera with you, not downstairs on the entertainment center. and it better already be turned on because if you wait until the opportunity arises, you will try to turn on your camera and find that your rechargable batteries, which you just charged last night, are already dead) and poised for 'the moment.'

so far, no luck with that.

but, we have had a great dozen days with the little stinker. he sleeps at night, except when he's ready to eat, which has only been a couple of times each night. he is alert during the day, and pleasant. other than the lack of photo ops, he's been an angel.

we've had a great deal of support in way of family. we've had a variety of family members staying with us since before the baby was born. which has been really wonderful; a little rough on my waistline (family makes good food!), but wonderful. still, you know it is time to get back to being a 'normal' family again when i ask jack what my name is and he says, "uncle greg."

i am an uncle to my own son. geesh.

wait - hold on a second...


got it! see there? eyes open! not crying! not eating! not wrinkly-faced like an alien! awesome! gotta' go change a diaper now....

greg.

Comments

Megan said…
I swear he's looking right at me! Great picture. Glad everything is going well and you're holding up so well. Almost two weeks already and you're all still sane - very good sign!
Anonymous said…
more family to come!!! and i can't wait to see you all. i was thinking about making brownies or monkey bread...how would your waistline like that? he is sooo cute. i love you brother!
Unknown said…
Just wanted to post and let little Caedmon know we're thinking of him and his family down here in Baltimore. Cade, make sure you give your daddy a hard time, but go easy on your mom. He can handle whatever you can dish out... (I know your mom can too, but she gave birth to you, so she deserves a break!)
cathyq said…
He is already changing his looks. Tell him to knock it off until I see him again in June! The picture of Jack holding him is too cute!

give them both kisses from Memaw!
Crafty P said…
okay that first paragraph is tooo funny! i can so relate (and now you know why it too me so long to get my announcement pictures to Shannon!)

love that last photo-- blow it up to a big size and make it B&W or sepia- that's a great mommy's day gift!
Bekah said…
Family looks fantastic. I love seein pics of Caedmon. Can you believe we are both dads now? Its still shocking for me! Hey uh, Isaiah Grace and Caedmon are like 8 months apart, you down for some arranged marriage planning? At least we will get to hang out then, and besides there is no other girl to be found like her.

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