Sunday, May 31, 2009

Update. Because I'm not really interested in watching "Password".

As I mentioned, Van had an ultrasound on his hips to check for signs of Hip Dysplasia. We were going to go over the results with our orthopod this past Friday. However, a couple of days after the appointment, our pediatrician called us to let us know that radiology had sent the results to their office, and that everything looked normal. We decided to go ahead with the ortho appointment anyway, because we thought it would ease the last of our worries.

Alas, Scarlett thwarted that plan by waking up very sick on Friday. We had to cancel Van's appointment and schedule one for Scarlett, which revealed a very run of the mill ear infection. But let me tell you, when my kid is too sick to provide a running commentary on life, and just wants to lay on me and whimper, then she is really sick.

The upside is that I think that for the time, Van is in the clear. We'll reschedule and confirm, but I'm feeling optimistic.

I can't do anything about the fact that due to his appetite, he's rapidly developing rubber band wrists, but frankly, those are so delicious that I don't want to.

Captain Obvious.

Here, she splashes.

Here she said to me "I wet." And looked concerned.

Here, he sighed and thought "I'm really tired of just being put places."

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Day and Night.

See here, kid. I know you are new in town, but this? This here is day. During the day, we like to nap, sure, but the lions share of our sleeping is done at night. Night - like when it's dark out? I see you looking around when I go in to replace the binky you've spit out, and I wonder what exactly you think you are watching. It's just you in a quiet dark room. My best advice as your mother would be to just go to sleep. For several hours. Lather, rinse, and repeat.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009


Turn ons: Eating. Sleeping. Being held and jiggled slightly.

Turn offs: Being naked and then made clean. Not pooping. Prop 8.

Tomorrow we go for an ultrasound of Van's hips, then we'll meet with Dr. Mehlman and his crew next week to go over the results. Hopefully my uterus was a more hospitable place to be this time around, but we are open to the fact that he might follow in his sister's footsteps - if only to save ourselves the blindsiding of last time.

I've gotten to be proficient at hip x-rays, so we'll see how I do trying to read the ultrasound screen over the shoulder of the radiology tech. Because I'm sure they love that.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

See, there she is.

I can only hope that his sense of smell isn't fully developed yet, because ye Gods, that dog needs a bath.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Yes. Alice is here too. But she's smart, and hiding.

Clearly, he's scrumptious.

But make no mistake about it, this is still her show.

Everyone is asking how she's reacting, and I'm happy to report that she's interested, but not overly so. She wants to check him out, but isn't too bothered by the whole thing. When I told her that eventually he'd be big enough to play with, she did check to see that her toys were all present and accounted for, but then decided to offer him her "ipod" as a small gesture. [I'd be happy if he accepted, then promptly lost the damn thing, but that's a whole different post.]

My favorite moment was this morning when she watched me change a diaper.

"Hey! What 'DAT???" And so, we learned a new word.

Oh, and when you bring home your 2nd, please don't make the same mistake we did, and overcompensate with sugary treats, because I'm listening to the results of that play out upstairs right now, and I'm very glad that I chose to care for the one that poops every 15 minutes.


Scarlett is enormous.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

I probably shouldn't blog on percoset.

So I'll keep it short and sweet.
Please welcome Van Joseph Frank, born 5/6/09. 7 lbs 2 oz, and 20 and 1/4 inches long.
He caught us a bit off guard, as we weren't expecting him for a couple of weeks, but all in all, yesterday was a very good day.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Good thing the interior is beige.

I waited as long as I could, but eventually she had to shed in it.