Tripping the Live Fantastic

OK, so I'm not high or anything but the amounts of sleep you get the first few weeks of your child’s birth is so insignificant. If you want to get an idea, sleep about 2 hours at a time but no more than 5 ½ hours total in a night. If your head is still clear your not doing right. You should sorta feel like you went to a party, got sloshed, came home and you woke up at 4:00am and you weren’t quite sure where you were or if you were dreaming or not.

So Kyle is now 3 weeks old and it should be noted that against all my hopes and dreams, he still isn’t sleeping through the night. I know, right! He has unfortunately started spitting up formula the last few days (Somehow spitting up more than he actually drank I might add) and we are concerned it is either the formula or a stomach bug.

Cloe has developed a few new sayings as well. One of her new favorite words is “shackley” AKA “exactly.” She is sure to make sure she says it to everyone in the room. She also uses words like “asited” AKA “excited,” and “sunder” AKA “Thunder” Another new vocal technique is explaining to each of us what we can and cannot do. For instance, if I try to sing the “10 Little Monkeys” song I am informed by Cloe that “You don’t sing that daddy, that’s mommy’s song.’ Likewise, if Robin tries to sing “Bringing home a baby bumblebee” song, she is told that she doesn’t tsing that because it is daddy’s song. She is trying to figure out how this independence thing works and what she can control and not control.

My buddy Tim at work constantly reminds me of my size and my ability to eat large amounts of food. This has now moved into my home. When Cloe is failing to eat her dinner I try to encourage her to eat and say things like “You better eat your food Cloe, you know why?” to which she replied “before Daddy eats it!” Ouch.

Robin had her first day home with both kids alone. From what she tells me, it sounds like it all went well. They even went the park! Not too shabby there mommy!

I am back at work this week and it is considerably not fun. Not after being off for two weeks and hanging with Robin and the kids. I seriously need to look into becoming independently wealthy or something.

Speaking of money, last week our realtor informed us that we may have an offer on our home in Euclid. Apparently there is a couple who would like to lease to purchase the home. The way that works is that they lease the home for 1 year and then at the end the purchase agreement kicks in and they have to buy the home. If they do not buy the home, then a penalty of some sort kicks in or something. They haven’t faxed over a formal offer with a number on it though so we are waiting to see. Their realtor went on vacation last Friday and isn’t due back in town until this week. I’ll keep you posted.

My boss is back at work today after her vacation and I am looking forward to seeing her today at work and discussing the prospects of me flying out to COS to help interview for my new counterpart out there. My current counterpart is coming back to Cleveland, leaving a spot open out there. I am hoping the trip isn’t to terribly long so that I can fly out there without leaving Robin alone for too long. We shall see.

Well, I am off to work…..

Sleepless In Cleveland.

It's Sunday morning now. Kyle is sleepiong in Popops arms and Cloe is creating a masterpeice at her art desk. Mom is playing with her new digital camera, from which I am sure we will be uploading some new pictures later today. I was able to sneak away to put some thoughts on-line.

Kyle is eating every 2-3 hours now, and he eats about 3oz each time. This Kid eats alot, but let's face it, he is my son. What's almost more troubling than how much he eats is how much this kid poops. My oh my, every single time we change him, he has pooped. He was even nice enough to poop right on me while I was changing him. Then he smailed at me. It was like he knew he had a free pass. He knows he can puke or pee or poop on anybody and pretty much get away with it. Like the baby from that old Dinasour show, "I'm the baby, gotta love me!"

Cloe just brought me her drawing. It's awesome. She colored the whole peice of paper this time and there are even different shapes and things. I see circles, lines, and i am pretty sure if i look at it long anough I can see a map of Madagascar.

People without kids always ask what it's like to give up everything that is fun to have kids. From the outside looking in, it appears people who have kids tend to have no lives. This is totally not true. For instance last night, after dinner, I got to draw in the tub with Cloe's new bathtub freindly crayons, quickly followed by hours of laying on the couch very still like serving as a bed for Kyle. OK so that doesn't exactly sound like high adventure but it is totally awesome from the inside looking out.

The other thing people forget, is that once you get a routine down, and once things start to normalize a little, shich they do after a few weeks, you can get back to doing some of those things that you were doing pre-kids. Yep, I can't wait to get back to playing Nintendo, watching TV, and doing house work. That is the life!

Well I am pretty sure my 20 minutes a day on the computer is totally up! More to come during the next session.

...and we're done.

As I sit here after a long day, I realize that we are now done with one part of our family...creating it. We brought Kyle Michael McCann home from the hospital today. There wasn't much left to do here at the house other than set up the pack-n-play/basinet/changing table so we have a place to change other than his room.

It wasn't until Cloe came home from daycare and I saw the two of them together, at home, that it hit me. We are done with one whole part of our lives, the creation of family. Now all that is left is to define it. To take our for persons and mesh them together into some form of what we all imagined our family would be like.

It is a wierd feeling for sure. Part of me is sad that any part of the process could be over. On the other hand, I'm totally relieved we are done with this specific part. heh.

OK enough reflecting and stuff. Kyle is doing great. The little guy knows how to eat, pee on mom, puke on mom, poop (not on mom yet, but givie it time) and he even knows how to make all sorts of funny faces. Cloe has been offering to feed him, change him, give him his "winky", and hold him. I told her she can do most of that stuff, but first she needed to do her chores because the law wasn't going to mow iteself. I mean she is the "Big" sister now. With great power come great responsibility right?

Cloe is handling everything great thus far. I know all parents claim their kid is smart, but it turns out Cloe really is....no seriously, I'm not sure how she can be my daughter. She found my old algebra book and was explaining to me things I never knew. I think it is the fact that she is so smart for age that makes it a little easier for her. I think she gets it. I'll keep you posted.

I'm going to try to keep up with posting on my blog from now on, and i'll do the same with posting pictures as well. I suppose I should go get some rest as I am sure I am in for a long night.

"We're allright.Thank god we're allright"

So after feeling extreme envy for how cool Mike Paoloni was, and then seeing that Tim Goerndt was equally cool, I felt compelled to start my own blog. Since I am big follower, I guess I will do the movie quote thing too. Once I get more time I plan on making a long intillectual blog with tons of insight into the goings on of the world and my own life. For now though, I am going to go ahead and just make this first post so I can take up some space....and your time.