Monthly Archives: September 2009

Smiles and Laughs!

So not much on which to report, but here in the past week or so, Parker has really started to pickup on smiling and laughing.

In the morning, he seems to get really tickled about everything and puts on the biggest smile when he’s talked to. He also likes to smile when stimulated, especially at the animals on his wall, or the latest development, some of his toys.

Perhaps my personal favorite is when I get home from work and talk to him for the first time, and he recognizes who am I and smiles. It’s a great feeling to see your baby make that connection, and be happy about it.

We have a lot of travel planned in the upcoming weeks, but I will continue to blog!


A Banner Weekend

Well Parker took a lot of ‘first steps’ this past weekend, growing literally right before our eyes.

First, he has outgrown his newborn clothes, the smallest he can fit in is 0-3 months, but he’s wearing a decent amount of 3-6 month clothes now too. On Saturday, he also took his very first bottle and did exceedingly well. We were obviously a little nervous since he’s been exclusively breastfed since birth, but he was an old pro at the bottle, so we’ve started incorporating one bottle a day into his routine. On Saturday night, he slept for a straight eight hours! While he’s been sleeping through the night for just over a week now (i.e., not waking up to be fed), he had never slept that long. So all in all, a banner weekend for our son.

Other than that, on Sunday, he got to see his grandparents and go out to dinner. After that, we took him to Target and found a really cute polo shirt with a long-sleeve shirt underneath it and a new pair of shoes (he’s outgrown his newborns). Then yesterday, I couldn’t help it and bought him his first hoodie (which he looks fantastic in).

Tomorrow, I’m heading to Michigan for my job, so it will be my first night away from Parker…ever.  It had to happen sometime, and at least it’s only one night. I’m sure his mommy will take fantastic care of him, not to mention Cookie will probably play guard dog the entire time I’m gone.

This weekend, we are taking Parker to West Virginia for his very first wedding, and then we have some assorted travels scheduled for October as well.

Second Trip to the Pediatrician

Well it’s official, I have a linebacker for a son. He should enjoy it now, because he has incredibly average parents. Parker weighed in at the 90th percentile for weight and measured at the 75th percentile for height, so he is undoubtedly growing very well right now.

The pediatrician also asked if he was still waking up every 2-3 hours during the night to sleep, to which we answered, “Actually, he’s been sleeping through the night since Friday.” Her response, “Well…that’s…not normal,” and laughed. So it was good to hear that Parker was doing that well. He also got his second Hepatitis B vaccine today, he cried a little, but was fine immediately after.

He has a little bit of diaper rash to clear up, but other than, he’s doing perfectly well. It’s always a tad unnerving to go to the pediatrician, because you want to make sure you as a parent have been doing the very best for your child, so we were very glad to hear he was progressing so well. Parker has been such a good baby so far–a blessing for first-time parents.

Parker also enjoyed his first tailgate this past weekend, and he was so incredibly good. We just setup his playpen in the shade and slept/kicked around all day. This weekend, we’re going to be watching the game from home and having our own little tailgate to celebrate the weekend.

All in all, Parker is doing just about as well as we could hope!

Beginning another journey…of sorts.

So this post may be a little more ‘me’ focused, but it ties in to parenting, so bear with me.

I was born, raised, and baptized in the American Baptist Church. For a solid 18 years of my life, I attended services at the same church in West Virginia. Like many, I came to college, and ended up attending church services at a non-denominational church on campus. And also like many, I soon fell out of going to church on a regular basis. Whether it was that I just wasn’t “in” to church, or maybe I was just lazy, I’m not sure.

But later I would meet my wife, a Catholic-since-birth (aka ‘cradle Catholic’), and started attending Mass regularly with her. We were married in a Catholic church and also decided to raise our son Catholic. Over the past few months, I have reflected on my personal religious options. In all, I found myself more and more drawn to the Catholic faith.

About two months ago, I asked my wife what she would think about me converting to Catholicism. Obviously taking her completely by surprise, she said that was my choice and that while she would support any decision I made, she certainly would not pressure me to join the Church and that I certainly should not join just for her. But upon further reflection and research, I decided to enroll in our local parish’s Rite of Christian Initiation for Adults (RCIA) program.

I attended my first class Wednesday night and really enjoyed it. The process is somewhat long and intense (the classes are every Wednesday evening from now until Easter), but I find myself very excited. In the end, I felt like I belonged in the Catholic Church, and that I want to have the opportunity to share in the experiences of my wife and son.

My excitement is mixed with nervousness. There are obviously a few issues that I have with the Church, and as I learned in RCIA, that’s to be expected. RCIA is a time for personal reflection and study and, if necessary, a reconciliation of differences that you may have with the Church. I spoke to my mom and dad about it, and they enthusiastically support my decision. So as of Wednesday, I am considered a ‘Candidate’ to the Catholic Church.

And, in a way, this decision plays a large role in parenting. It fulfills a promise I made when taking pre-cana classes with my wife before we were married, that I, to the best of my ability, would raise my son in the Catholic faith. And now that my son is here, I want to share in that with him.

So this blog, from time to time, may detour from parenting and hit on progress made in RCIA, but I consider this a large part of parenting now and in the future. It certainly is a journey, just like parenting, but one that is all connected in the end.

I certainly do not wish to take away from this blog, so spiritual-talk will be kept to a minimum, because I believe that religion is a very personal thing, something that may be very different to each individual. My choice has much less to do with the social/political aspects that are sometimes attached like a parasite to the Catholic Church and more about my personal relationship with God. So if you’re really expecting me to be much different, you may be disappointed (or relieved).

In the meantime, let us not forget the events that happened this day eight years ago, and remember the lives lost on that fateful morning.

Back to Work!

Well, paternity leave is now over.

I really enjoyed staying at home for a solid three weeks, but it does feel good to be back to work, too, if nothing else, just knowing my son will be waiting on me when I get home every day. Just add that to a return to autumn weather and football literally days away…

This past weekend we visited my family in Hurricane and Ironton. It was the first time my extended family got to meet Parker, so that was exciting. I know both sides of my family just adore babies, and I know Parker had a good time meeting everyone, even if he just slept most of the time.

Parker also started legitimately smiling this past weekend as well. He’s been smiling obviously for a while, but this weekend he really started smiling in response to people around him. And, as you can imagine, it’s absolutely adorable.

This weekend begins football season, which is always my favorite time of the year, and having Parker around will only make it better. We plan on making him a part of our usual gameday traditions as much as possible. He’ll even be going to his first tailgate next weekend.

In Ohio State gear, of course.