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Daily Garrett | July 18
I put him here to wash my hands and when I came back he was out! Sleeping A LOT today!
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July 12, 2009
Meeting Nana
Garret has met all of his great-grandparents!
This past weekend my grandmother, Nana, flew in from Montana with my Aunt Lou.
It was a quick trip, they flew in on Friday afternoon and out on Sunday morning.
My grandmother was born and raised in Berkeley so she was able to do a bit of sightseeing on Saturday morning. Luckily Lou brought "Karen" to help navigate through the old stomping grounds. After a brief trip down memory lane Lou and Nana came and spent the afternoon in our living room. Typically we entertain our guests with more than a baby on a coffee table/ottoman, but that's about all we can manage these days. G didn't let us down, he really hammed it up while they were here.
We did a lot of talking about birth and babies. I didn't share the fact that we were going to do a homebirth with very many people before Garrett was born (I didn't feel like defending our choice). Turns out, I would have learned a lot from my grandmother and Aunt. Lou was a Lamaze instructor for many years and we share a a similar philosophy on childbirth and rearing. Lou is the giver of Garrett's lambswool "Lambie" she credits the skin as helping create a well adjusted and secure child - so far so good with G, he instantly calms when placed on his Lambie and has gained weight and slept soundly on it since birth. (We just purchased a 2nd one to break in before I go back to work. G will have one at his nannyshare. I'm hoping that he'll feel at home with it there.)
I also found out that fast births run in our family. Nana said about birth, "I just had 'em." She was basically in and out of the labor room with each of her 5 children. Lou's labors were fast too, 5 hours for the first and faster with each kid. It's nice to know that I come from such good birthing stock! Thank you, birth gods!
Back to Garrett: he did a TON of talking while they were here. I think he's still recovering from his show, he's slept a lot more this week than he had been. Either that, or he's growing.
Here are some choice photos from their visit.
Daily Garrett | July 12
Making Papa faces!
Garrett was making a new noise today, almost humming with his mouth closed. He'd wrinkle his chin, flatten out his mouth and really reminded us of some of the faces that Papa would make. Genes are amazing!
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Busy Bees
Since we've been back from New York we've been super busy.
I joined a mom's group, full of lovely ladies and adorable babies. I met most of these women through our prenatal yoga class at Piedmont Yoga. It's really fun to see everyone post-pregnancy and get to know the babies that brought us all together. We mostly chat about our kids and ask each other if what we are experiencing is normal... having the support of so many women going through the same thing has been a godsend.
Here's Garrett kickin' it with his homies. The kids range in age from 6 weeks to 10 weeks (G is the oldest in this photo). Cooper, Cole, Garrett and Noah, I love the symmetry of this shot, they look like a good ole Texas kick line, sans patent leather boots with tassels.
We celebrated the 4th of July up in San Ramon, here are Matt and G in their matching red, white and blue. We didn't last long enough to see the fireworks but enjoyed the day none the less.
We ventured into SF to celebrate Pauline's birthday with a surprise party, here are Matt and Garrett pre-partying at Ana Mandara.
We also made the trek to the Social Security Administration. Because we had Garrett at home there is extra legwork that I have to do to get Garrett "on the grid". If you birth in a hospital they take care of submitting the paperwork, this way I get to take care of it in person. Joy.
Good lord there were some crazy folks in the waiting room! Garrett seemed pretty entertained by all the racket, yelling, and general mayhem that was the SSA (not to mention the droning voice on the loudspeaker).
SSA lady gave me some flack and kept asking for Garrett's hospital record.
Um. homebirth = no hospital = no hospital RECORD
Ya gotta love the genius of bureaucrats.
After she asked for the third time I got a little testy (probably due to the unmedicated chaos in the background) and asked her how I would have a hospital record if we never went there. I told her that the list of requirements to get a social security number only listed a birth certificate and an ID of a parent. She said that homebirths are different. Funny, no mention of that on the SSA website. After a bit of back and forth she said, "I'll do it this time..." and made it seem like she was doing me a favor. I didn't really care, "this time" got G a social security number and that's really all I wanted. I mean, the trip was entertaining but digits were my goal.
Since we had journeyed into the city I called up my gals at W-S and met them for lunch. Here's a photo of PP and Garrett. Bad lighting but good snuggles.
I also met with Jill to establish Garrett as a patient with her, we wanted to be sure that he was seen well before his first cold so that I can call her when it happens. He did great and got a bit of needling for general wellbeing and digestive work. He illustrated the magic of acupuncture by letting out a giant burp and filling his diaper within 5 minutes of being needled. He seemed to like it and has reacted well to the treatment. After cleaning him up we popped him on the scale, DEAR LORD, the boy is 15 pounds .5 ounces. No wonder my arms and back have been screaming for a trip to the chiropractor!!!
Speaking of which, I started back with my SF Chiro who makes me feel like a million bucks! The best part of seeing him is the fact that I can meet Matt for lunch. We went to Taylor's on Friday and noshed like nobody's business. Matt scoffed at a $6 milkshake, that is, until he tasted it. We also did the rounds at Bloomberg, my favorite comment from one of Matt's co-workers was, "You could really make some money off of that kid. He's cute."
The magical lambswool.
Limp as a wet noodle on my belly.
July 7, 2009
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