Tuesday, July 10, 2007

I am back! Was a long time coming...but I got here ...and that is what matters.
Oh dear...he likes his food. Through the day, he feeds like a dream...a classic barracuda baby who latches on and doesnt let go till he has had his fill...then promptly falling asleep while milk-drools form whitish strands around his mouth and his belly looks nicely round.
Evenings, however, are a different story. He wakes up from his nap and then proceeds to scream at the top of his lungs. All the adults in the house look extremely distressed and tell each other that crying is good for his lungs (though not quite believin it). I cant get him to feed because he prefers weeping over eating. The mini-feeds that he does take in are followed up by massive spit-ups. Everyone takes turns at quietening him. He finally simmers down when he has had enough of this ruckus and then feeds and proceeds to sleep. As in other cases - BABY IS KING :)
My baby (or 'my chap' as Susannah Dean would call him) sleeps through most of the day. Not that we are complaining...no way! In fact, at 9 weeks plus, he has already slept through the night a couple of times. I get very worried when he does that, suffering from nightmarish visions of him starving himself....but thats me, not him.
Anyway, so having slept through the day, he wakes up in late evening, screams, cries, wails, plays, gurgles, coos, smiles, listens to various renditions of 'Yankee Doodle Dandy' and 'Bhaj Govindam' and as described under 'EAT' gives everyone some royal kicks on their sorry asses. Then he feeds and falls asleeps..usually at around 12:30 am.
Definitely Daddy's boy. He is such a picture when he sleeps on DH's belly every night.
This is a new development. Let this be on record - he gets this habit from his daddy's side..heh heh :)
Its four adults trying their damned best to stop a tiny baby from sucking his thumb....and its still a tough match.
A quick thought - parents dont train babies...its the other way around.
We are doing ok I think. Every day is a new experience of course and we have the moments when we feels like complete idiots who should never have been legally allowed to have a baby...but that feeling passes. All I know is that we try hard....real hard.
DH still manages to watch his F1 races every Sunday. I still do my crosswords and have read quite a few books as Adi naps. And Adi's grandparents still follow the market and watch tennis....so its all working out...sort of. We even go out for a few hours on weekends.
But all this has been possible only because Adi's grandparents are here...
Once they leave, the party will be over. Sigh...

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