For Heather
Companionship - 2006
When I photographed this scene, I realized that I want to be this couple. Years from now, I want to be with you, close together, looking through windows at puppies up for adoption.
A mattress had just met a robot.
Nathan turned 2 months old yesterday. As a reward he was taken from the safety and security of his home and had three needles jammed into his thighs.
Vaccinations are very important. And, of course, I want my child to be safe from the many diseases that had been eradicated before the recent hysteria brought on by pseudo-science allowed things like measles and mumps to gain a foot-hold...again.
In essence, these vaccinations are as much protections against stupidity as they are diseases.
But even with all this in mind, it's still not easy to knowingly have your child hurt, even if it is over within a matter of 30 seconds.
Nathan was much more fussy last night than in recent times. He protested loudly whenever I would try and hold him, and infant Tylenol seemed to last for only two of the four hours one must wait before administering more.
I'm rather surprised at my level of emotions regarding this. I feel...changed somehow. And that Nathan has changed too. A threshold greater than a measurement of time has been crossed and it is causing bizarre emotions. I'm sure that, when distilled down, it's simply a matter of love. Each day I love my son more and more. The smiles and happy baby noises I receive in return are such an amazing reward.
I’m someones father…?
Nathan has been home from the hospital for a week now, which is a good a time as any to reflect on what's been going on with our lives.
I'm overwhelmed at underwhelmed at the same time to try and explain what's been happening. Broadly, he's a baby: he eats, he poops, he sleeps.
But then there are small events like, him sleeping in my arms last night for a good 2 hours during part of the All Star game. Or watching 
helloheather getting more confident with nursing him. Or the fussiness he exhibits and how we found the swing we're borrowing from twench and whippetgirl to be a very helpful tool to calm him down. Or how he's now twice peed in my hands while I was changing him, and once in his own face (poor guy).
Parenthood, as I was warned, is a lot of work. I wasn't really prepared for how much work it is, but I think we're learning more and doing a little better each day. Heck, as helloheather pointed out, the three of us even made a non-required trip out to grab some food at Culvers yesterday.
Over-used though it may be, "one day at a time" is the key for us so far. Learn a little more, work a little harder, try and shower before 3pm...It's all relative I guess.
helloheather and I tried to take photos for a birth announcement today. So far, results have been dismal by most anyones standards. I think it might be a case of trying too hard. The other problem, of course, is that we don't have any good north-facing windows that would allow us to get the kind of light we're both looking for. But, thankfully with digital, the cost-per-shot is nearly zero.
Sort of a rambling post, but that's how my brain feels today. Hope everyone else is doing well. helloheather and I are trying to keep up, somewhat, with emails and friends-lists. So we've probably read what you've written but not had much of a chance to fully digest it.
Speaking of which, I need some lunch.