Nathan Roarke was born yesterday, coming in at 9 lbs. 6.8 oz. and 22 in. long. My wife is a champion at natural childbirth! No drugs or anything. The labor went well, but it’s not called labor for nothin’. It was work. But after 10 minutes and 4 pushes, he was out. ( I hear second children are faster that way.)Still, the entire labor was long and we were both up for more than 24 hours. Exhausted doesn’t begin to explain it. But we are very happy and thankful that both mother and baby are healthy and safe.
Posts Tagged ‘baby’
Tags: baby, childbirth, delivery, infant, labor, natural childbirth, new son, newborn, son
Tags: 23 months, baby, development, toddler
You may have to endure a proud parent bragging here. That said, I wanted to document my son’s development more for my own remembrance than anything else.
He is one smart little boy. His vocabulary has expanded exponentially from what it was when I wrote about it here, at 16 months. Back then he was saying one word at a time. Now he is speaking in 5-6 word sentences. Things like: “Daddy, Andrew’s mower right there!” His other oft repeated phrases are: “Go again.” “Open it.” “Daddy bike, Andrew bike…helmet.” etc.
He will usually repeat a word if he hears it once now. He also surprises us with things like, “Grocery store.” when we are pulling into the grocery store parking lot.
He can also count to 12. Yes 12. We were counting with him one night, and I expected him to stop at 3. I figured 1..2..3 was pretty good for a kid not even two years old yet. But he kept going until we got to 10. Then I really expected him to stop. I mean, most baby counting books only go up to 10. That’s how many fingers you have, right? What under two year old knows more than that? “Eleven.” he said, clear as day. Lydia and I looked at each other like, “How does he he know that!?” “Twelve.” Well now we are just stunned. But that was a far as he went. It turns out that the lady at daycare has twelve stairs that the kids count going up and down every day.
Today was the first day that he joined in and sang several portions of the ABC song. He usually gets ABC and then comes in again at LOP. But today he got most of the letters. Pretty cool. And he can carry the tune!
Just a quick note. My son sang his first song yesterday. He was babbling like he usually does. But then we paid attention. He was only say “do do do.” but he definitely sang “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.” He got the right number of beats, his timing was right, and he even gave mostly the right pitch to the notes. This is pretty exciting as I have some musical talent. It’s nice to know my genes contributed something to the mix.
Tags: 16 month old, baby, daddy, language, mommy, words
I thought I would catalog my son Andrew’s language so that I can look back and remember what he did and didn’t know when he was 16 months old. So here are all the words he knows:
Mommy: self explanatory
Daddy: self explanatory
mum mum: nursing
ba ba: his sippy cup
boo berwee: blue berry
bye: as in, goodbye ( with waving)
no: no, sometimes he means yes, though.
uh oh: when he drops something
Oh wow: when he learns something new.
Tags: agent, baby, book, college, guitar, home improvement, life, novel, update
This is just a quick life update. I am now a stay at home dad for two days a week. The others are spent doing projects around the house that we haven’t had time to do in the last few years. Like: ripping down the wall between the kitchen and dining room, replacing broken window panes, stripping paint, fixing the leaky basement, etc.
I have received 3 rejections from agents about their interest in my novel so far. I’m waiting on 2 more. I may start sending it out to publishers too, but I’d rather have an agent first.
I’m starting on my last semester of classes for my A.S. in Business from OCC. I like my guitar class the best so far. I know how to play, and have for years, but it’s fun remembering all the old Metallica songs I used to know and jamming with the other advanced students.
The toddler is adapting well to his first major life transition: Mom at work, he’s in daycare or with me, I’m gone at night at class. That’s it for now
Tags: baby, cute, cute baby, Parenting, sippy cup
Time for a cute baby update. A few mornings ago, I was drinking my coffee as usual. Andrew had his sippy cup. I took a long swig and when I put the mug down, went “Ahhhhhh” in satisfaction. Andrew promptly picked up his sippy cup, drank some milk, put it down, and went “Ahhhhh.”
Now every time he takes a drink from his cup, he says, “Ahhhh.” I rate it a 9 on the cuteness scale.
Tags: baby, crib, day-bed, new parents, parents, sleep, toddler
A few nights ago, I heard the sound that new parents fear in the middle of the night. A big bump, and then crying. Andrew climbed out of his crib in the middle of the night. I threw the covers off and ran in to find him lying on the floor, crying and shaken, but no worse for wear, at least as far as I could tell. Just about a month ago, I lowered the mattress to it’s lowest setting so climbing out would be harder for him. Obviously, it didn’t take him long to find a way to power up and over the railing. I mean, the top of the rail is still at chest height on him. I thought that would be enough. It wasn’t.
So we made the decision that we would rather deal with a new crib set-up and an altered bedtime routine (again) than have him fall out of the crib for a second time. I measured where the new rail would be, and Lydia got the old bumper rail that went on her bunk beds from her parents. I think it turned out rather well. I just need to stain it to match the color. Andrew can climb in and out and there are cushions there if he falls out. The bad part is that now he can climb out of bed and walk into our room.
We just got him used to falling asleep on his own by using the progressive waiting method. (one of the best thing we have done, by the way) Now, his routine is changed, but he won’t be falling four feet down onto hardwood floors anymore either.
Tags: baby, games, kilt, Scotland, scottich, scottish games, Sword
This was Andrew’s first time at the Scottish Games. He had a blast listening to the bagpipes. We even got to be in the parade of Clans, representing Donald of course. My wife made his kilt out of the material I used for my own homemade kilt for prom 10 years ago. It’s the MacDonald dress tartan.
Tags: baby, beckman, doctor, dr. beckman, health insurance, karen beckman, shots
(bear with me…this is a venting post)
We went to go get my 1 year old son’s shots updated yesterday. (more…)
Tags: baby, baby-proofing, climbing, razor, son, straight razors
My son just turned one and he is a prodigious climber. He is a beast of a baby too. He doesn’t even use his legs to climb up onto chairs. He just grabs both edges and pulls himself up using only his arms. It’s beginning to be a problem because he is so quick that if we don’t see him for 20 seconds, he will be up the stairs, climbing the toilet, and IN the sink banging on the mirror. I’m so glad that I keep my straight razors in a separate rack high up off the floor. It is becoming very tiring keeping up with him all day. He’s also starting to walk too so maybe that will tire him out just enough that we can catch our breath.
Tags: baby, baby standing, baby walking, baby-proofing, standing, walking
Two days ago, I set Andrew down on his feet and he stood for 3 seconds before he fell. I tried it again yesterday and he did it for a full fifteen seconds. Now he can do it longer. He is rock solid too. No wobbles. He even tried a few steps towards me but he fell. He can do tiny steps to correct for balance though. Pretty exciting. We have to do a whole new round of baby proofing now.
Tags: abortion, baby, pro choice, pro-life, vegan, vegetarian
This is a song I wrote in ’96. Since abortion seems to be a hot issue right now, I thought I’d publish it here. The song focuses on Vegans and Vegetarians in the hardcore scene who say that they support abortion. This gives a little more backstory on my beliefs regarding murdering babies. As with any inflammatory issue, I expect people to have vastly different opinions on this subject. Please leave your comments, but keep it civil.
You say that you are vegan
And protect the animals’ rights
But when asked your views on abortion
You say that you are pro-choice
You say that you’re vegan and stand up
For animal rights, yet you give the O.K.
To slaughter innocent human life
Conscious beings immersed in their mother’s
Womb, they have as much right to live
As the animals that you protect
Thousands of cattle
Cannot make up
For one slaughtered
There is no
Tags: baby, da da, ferberize, sleep
My son was up at 3:30 AM this morning. I groggily get up and change his diaper. Then I swaddle him up again and rock him to sleep for 20 minutes with a repeated “Twinkle twinkle little star.” I carefully get up and place him down in his crib on his back. Finally, he is asleep. I take two step back and a floorboard squeaks drawing instant cries from him. DANG IT! Well, our doctor says we need to “Ferberize” him so I think, why not now. He was asleep 2 seconds ago. maybe he’s tired enough to get back down with minimal interference from me. I stay in the room and sing while he cries. When he stands up and grabs the crib rail, I pick him up and put him back down. Crying continues for minutes as I keep putting him back down. I try to let him go for a few minutes by himself because the method says that one needs to increase the intervals of intervention if it’s to be successful. From 3 minutes to 5 to 7 to 10 and so on.
Brief history: Andrew has been saying the sylable Da/ or Dah (depending on your phonetic preference) for the last two weeks. However, they are always strung together like: da da da da da da. There have been a few times when he has said da da when I have been around, but never with intent or recognition, if you know what I mean. OK, back to the story.
So he’s been crying for 5 minutes and makes his way around to he end of the crib where I’m sitting in a rocking chair. I am still singing to him and he grabs my hair, trying to gum on it. This is where I think he realizes that it’s his Dad with him because he suddenly starts wailing “Daaaaa daaaaa!” “Daaa Daaaa!”where before it was only crying, no attempt at words or other noises.
My heart breaks.
I pick him up and he quiets down immediatley. I decide that I’ve had enough Ferberizing for one night. I bring him back into our room where I notice it is now 4:45 AM. Awesome. My wife nurses him to sleep while I try to drift off. After another hour of laying awake, I think I slept. Maybe.
Tags: baby, baby-proofing, cruising
Andrew has been cruising around for the last month or so. I think he will walk before 10 months. It is a challenge making sure he doesn’t get into things he shouldn’t. We are still in the middle of baby-proofing, All the outlets are plugged and the cleaning stuff is up out of reach, but we still need more cabinets locks. Anyway, I just thought I’d put up a new pic.