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....