Joel Riggs teaches Aikido, plays piano, enjoyed California for 22 years ('86 - '08), now enjoys Georgia, and reads voraciously.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

On Having a Big Little Guy

Yesterday, Rocket finished his first six weeks. He has grown from 7 lbs. 10 oz. to 12 lbs. 5 oz., and he looks substantially plumper and longer. The tiny little guy we brought home from the hospital is no more.

A week ago, he started making deep, steady eye contact.

A couple days later, he progressed to smiling, although not quite yet on cue.

Maria and I still look at each other in amazement and ask, "when and where did we get this guy?" He appears still new and fresh to my eyes.

Nobody ever told me that it can take a while to grow attached to a new baby. Maria is with him 24/7 (though she has had a couple trips to the dentist without him), and so she is very strongly attached to him at this point. I am steadily growing attached, however, and I already am deeply fond of him.

I look forward to knowing him when he is an adult. I can hardly wait to see what new things he brings into our lives.

A couple of times I have turned to Maria and said, "if he is this much fun now, when he is little more than a digestive tract, how much more fun will we have when he can walk and talk and bring us cookies?"

His only real way of communicating with us right now is vocalizing, which can start with a quiet grunt, but can quickly escalate to a piercing cry if he feels ignored for too long (like 7 seconds). Maria is awesome the way she attends to him, comforts him, and takes care of him. We share all the care duties except the one that only she can fulfill; it gets easier quickly.

When I hold him, I feel a tiny bit afraid that he could fall or be dropped or be bumped into a corner or the wall. So, I just slow down and step carefully and always double check my grip on him.


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