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March 1, 2007

Um, have you seen February?

Mr. AndrewUh, did I miss something? Like February? That's right, Andrew is now moving into month number 2. The last month has been, predictably, a bit of a blur. This might be the stupidest thing I've ever typed because of the inevitable jinx it will bring, but so far it has gone comparatively smoothly. The first two to three weeks are never smooth since you have no patterns of any kind established. But the last week, maybe 10 days has gone pretty well.

The biggest surprise is that his nightly sleep has been pretty well established. He seems to have the whole night/day circadian rhythm thing understood. Asleep around 8pm until 1am or even 2am, then up around 5am or so. And for both of the overnight wake times, it's usually to nurse or take a bottle and go right back to sleep. Outstanding. Nothing to write home about, you say, but Meredith at that age was much more sporadic.

Now that I've written that, I realize that's the paragraph that will certainly unleash the mocking fury of the parenting gods on me. Please don't let that be a turning point.

In other news, Andrew is doing fine, growing well, working on getting that neck stronger. Meredith has been very involved. At the first sound of a cry, she's off to figure out what he needs. She invariably diagnoses that he needs a diaper change. In her vast experience, a crying brother can only have that singular need. She loves diaper time; like the rest of us, she can't get enough of seeing all that poop, I guess.

Meredith herself is doing great. She basically has three modes towards Andrew: trying to change his diaper, trying to hold him or completely ignoring him. Other interesting Meredith info:

  • She has been waking up a little more frequently at night. Hard to say if that's just because she's a three year old or because of all the change. Probably both. One night about two weeks ago she woke up in the middle of a bona fide nightmare and it kind of freaked me out. She kept pointing to random spots in her room shreiking 'That one, that one'. I, of course, didn't see anything and got her calmed down eventually, but for a few seconds, I was thinking, hey, I saw The Sixth Sense, Poltergeist, The Others. It's always the clueless adult who can't see what's lurking. It was one of only two nightmares I can remember her ever having. She settled down, but in these early days, even with Andrew sleeping pretty well, the last thing we want are 'surprises' like that.
  • At around the same time as the nightmare, she had a rash on her arm that got diagnosed as shingles. So that was fun. What 3 year old gets shingles? Apparently it's more common for kids now because of the chicken pox vaccine. It didn't bother her in the least. Must be different to have it as a kid (or it was a missed diagnosis).
  • Apropos of nothing, she shucked away 3+ years of calling Josie 'Mommy' and has switched to 'Mother' or to be accurate, 'Mudder'. We don't know if the change was spurred by a book she read or a show she watched or what. It's not a big deal, aside from being the cutest thing ever.
  • She's doing great in school, really loving it there. We're still feeling pretty lucky that we stumbled upon such a great place for her.

We've had a wave of helpers visit already this month and another wave on the way in next days and weeks. You know who you are -- much thanks for the extra hands.

There are some new pics. Click on these here words or click on the pic to the left to see the whole shebang.

Posted by Greg on March 1, 2007 11:21 PM


Hey - also wanted to let you know that Pookie is out of the hospital and has been since March 7th, i think. It was quite long enough, that's for sure. http://web.mac.com/cdorval/iWeb/Site/Blog/Blog.html

This is the link to Craig's blog, which is great anyway, but gives much more details and is a great way to keep abreast of what's up. Much love to all of you,


Posted by: Mike Appleman on March 20, 2007 1:42 PM

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