Oliver and his family live in their newly-purchased house about 2 hours away from us, so it was a bit of an adventure getting to their house and back now that Ian isn't riding in my tummy. I think we must have packed about half of Ian's belongings, and everything required more thought - including figuring out where and when to try to feed him (we settled on a picnic area outside a McDonalds that we knew about before) and how to manage a trip to Trader Joe's without waking him and dragging him inside (we took turns going in and made two separate purchases).
It was fun meeting Oliver, who is a really cute little guy, and seeing his new house. Since his mommy and I were pregnant at the same time, we had been comparing notes, ultrasound picture and pregnancy woes for months. It was fun to get the products of our labor together in one room. It was also fun for me to realize how individual their cries and noises and behaviors are. Ian and Oliver have crying and fussing in common, but they are each their own little people. It was easy for Daniel and I to pick out which baby was saying what from the another room. Ian stayed awake and alert for most of our visit there.
We got home around 10 pm and were all pretty well wiped out. The best thing that came from that fact was the relatively good night's sleep we got afterward. Ian allowed us to sleep twice in 3-4 hour stretches. We're all still a bit bleary-eyed, but we figure it was worth it. :D
I didn't take any pictures, but I got these three from Oliver's daddy:
Comparing Ian's and Oliver's long feet.jpg)
Ian and Daddy chilling on the couch with Oliver and his mommy.
The two little guys together.
4 comments:
I'm sure it's quite nice to have a friend with which to share the new mommy experience and to provide a at least occasional playmate for Ian as they grow up.
Right now, even though I'd love to see the babies, it's good that we're up here...Anne had a bug bite get infected last week and spent 3 days in the hospital. I wondered why her 'insurance' was giving her flak over the antibiotic, and why Anne got anxious over it.
Turns out, she tested positive for MRSA. Freeeeeeak!
Thanks be to God I'm not burying her now! Thank everyone who read my blog and prayed for her. Thank God we are far, far away from those precious babies so they can stay well and become BIG boys.
I love this post. An adventure with a child - loading up the car with all his stuff.
How did Ian get so big??
Nice to have a friend. They are both handsome boys.
Current security word is "cating". Is this what you do sleeping with a baby on one arm, and one or more cats on the other? :D
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