Thoughts upon my daughter's first month.

I seem to be in a reflective and slightly maudlin mood tonight…

… The biggest thing is this: a child completely takes over your life. You will always think about the baby. You will always know where it is at all times. You will recognize when the smiling(?) child you are holding in your arms is also shitting in your arms. You will always have food within 25 feet and 3 minutes of preparation. You will notice other babies and compare yours (favorably) to them.

… They weren’t kidding: a newborn is a LOT of work! It is literally like getting a second career, one that can call on you at all hours of the day and night with no idea of how long you will have to “work.” Laura says that she has no idea why anyone would choose to do this alone because without my help she wouldn’t be able to get but 5 hours sleep at most. But it really isn’t that bad when it is your child.

… Because Laura has to stay with the child all day, it only makes sense that I relieve her when I get home from work around 6:00 so that she can do the things that she wants/needs to do - believe it or not, I have the easier daytime job. I make 5-8 bottles every night, complete with boiling the water for five minutes (Laura hasn’t had to make a bottle since day 3), and cover all diaper changes/feedings (except the 10:00 pm nursing) until 1:00am or so.

… Your relationship between each other is going to change, and drastically. She’s going to feel like crap for about 3 weeks to 6 months after the pregnancy, all of your attention will have to be focused on the child, and you both will suffer from sleep deprivation - a lethal combination to say the least! The solution to this problem is simple: do as much of the physical work of taking care of the baby as possible, and don’t forget to tell her you love her.

… As I’ve mentioned in other threads, I’m a pretty damn good masseuse and Laura probably gets 3-5 massages a week (long ones, from 30min-1.5hours each). When Sophia arrived, however, massages on our bed became difficult because Laura had to hold the baby while I was massaging her, and Laura would be too tired and achy to sit up for long periods. So I came up with a massage position that would enable for Laura to fall asleep in my arms and for the baby to fall asleep in hers.

… At 3 weeks of age Sophie met her first celebrity, B-movie/TV actor Bruce Campbell (Briscoe County Jr., Evil Dead). How many kids can say that? She absolutely loves riding in the car, the bustle of crowds, and movement. She absolutely hates getting baths, air bubbles, and being hungry - one day she ate 42 ounces of formula while being nursed 3 times. Doesn’t sound like much but that is the equivalent of me eating 65 pounds of food! She gained 3 pounds in her first month and is a freakin’ eating machine.

… The pets get ignored big time, which is especially bad with us because we doted on the dogs in pre-Sophia days. The basset hound is taking it particularly hard as they are a needy breed anyway. The scottish terrier, otoh, loves Sophie and was immediately aware that there was a new member of the pack to protect - and I think he is aware and accepting that his place in the hierarchy has dropped down a notch, while the basset was having trouble adjusting to that notion.

… I really love my daughter. I mean, those of you without children have no idea how this feels but a rough equivalent is the emotion you felt at 8 years of age the day before you went to Disney World - you are that excited, that joyful, that full of hope. She is so pretty and smart and right now she is the most interesting person on Earth. This is a special time in our lives and every minute needs to be cherished as much as possible.

Word, son.

Word.

Thanks for sharing, John. I saved your thread for the last one I read before I go to sleep tonight because I knew it would make me feel good and get my mind on the right things. It’s always great to read about someone experiencing the joys of life.

**** Warning: Spoilers!!! ****

It’s good now; it gets even better. Enjoy.

beautiful dude. i wouldn’t trade that experience for the world, although it was also nice after about two months when we started getting more sleep at night :slight_smile:

Awwww, you’ve got a little fuzz-head. I just love the smell of new babies. Well, most of the time, anyway. And how they yawn. And how they make twitchy faces when they dream. And their breath is so sweet!

I WANT ANOTHER BABY!!!

Better and better. Very wellwritten for a guy who has as little sleep as you. You are a gem and a wonderful example for your gender.
Now, since you are so mushy, can you come over here and change my toddler’s nappy? It just keeps gettin’ better 'n better!

The day will come, and soon, when you won’t remember what it felt like not to have your daughter. You won’t remember the single days, the days before she was born when it was just you and your wife. It will feel that she’s always been there and always been part of your life. It will be this way always. You think when they get grown you won’t worry about them. Sometimes you worry more.

A friend of ours told us when Mrs. Babe was pregnant “Once you have kids, your life will never be the same. And you’ll never want it to.”

True words.

A small part of me misses being able to go somewhere at a monent’s notice, to go out in the evenings, to come home and have these wonderful homemade feasts with the Missus. Then I come home from work and both kids run to the door yelling “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!!.”

My older daughter about half the time makes me go to work and take something to remember them by, such as a small stuffed animal, or a Barbie doll.

The feeling when they are a little bit sick. Not so much that you are worried, but enough so that all they want to do is snuggle with you and watch TV, or sing soft songs, or whatever.

When they wake up puking in the middle of the night, and you are unable to be pissed off at them because you are so worried and all you want to do is make them feel better.

When they describe the play-date they just had in grand, animated style down to the minutest details. Why can’t I have fun like that anymore.

And when they finally started to breath steadily at night. Every 30 seconds, it seemed like she would pause breathing, for only about 3 or 4 seconds, but enough time to wake up and have “9-1-” dialed on the phone before she took a breath again.

JohnT Nice post. Thanks.
I want to hear what you have to say, after the very first time your daughter says to you, “I love you, Da-da”.

Aw, I can’t wait for this baby to be born! It’s number 2, another boy, and I wanted to be pregnant again almost from the moment the first one was born.

I love it all. So what if I didn’t eat a meal sitting down for months at a time? So what if I still don’t sleep all night long? So what if hubby and I don’t… oh wait, that’s not so good! But you really have to schedule your “quiet time” when you have a toddler!

Wait a minute.

China Guy, did you just say you were getting more sleep after two months?!? My two year old still wakes up in the middle of the night! He didn’t sleep more than three hours at a time until he was a year old!

Is it ok to hope that this one will be different? Although, judging from the kicks and movement, he probably won’t be!

EJsGirl, well yep, she still usually wakes up for one feed at night. And being that I’m the light sleeper, guess who gets to feed her? But for us, yes after about 2 months, she started sleeping a little longer at night, maybe 3-4 hours. Also, Chinawife and I worked out a schedule. ChinaWife had the watch up until about 2:00 am, and anything after 5;00 was mine. that way, I got to sleep from 10 or 11pm until 5-6 am. ChinaWife got to take a midnight nap, then sleep uninterrupted from maybe 2:00 am until 9:00 am. It was a life saver. We both managed to get enough sleep to function.

Yep, Abe Babe, at 17 months, I still wake up a few times a night and make sure ChinaBambina is still breathing.

This has got to be one of the greatest feelings in the world.

Much love to you and your family. May your daughter grow to be a happy, healthy, loving, well-rounded individual.

Well thanks a hell whole of a lot for bringing a tear to my eye at work… :wink:

Belonging to the dad club is the greatest gift I have ever been given. For me, the whole notion of “time” is what seems to change the most. How long ago did Maeve grin at me for the first time…? I have no idea…but I know exactly where I was and how I felt.

Maeve has been congested for the past week or so…so we’ve been trying hard to clear her up…nasal irrigator…pedia care…and sitting in the bathroom with the fan off and the shower and sink running hot water steam full blast.

Hearing her labor a bit at night in her breathing makes us sad and frustrated. Remarkably, it seems to bother us more than her…she grins and laughs as much as evil. Of course now her noises sound like some sort of satanic “red rum” recitation…

Our beagle accepts Maeve well…licks her face a bunch (bad daddy for putting Maeve down for beagle licks :wink: ) Clancy does not like it when the baby cries though…leaves the room like the chicken she is.

She rolled over for the first time last week…didn’t seem like a big deal to her…she just wanted to be in a better position to watch Baby Mozart™. And now…she’s teething…I’m not sure if this something I should automatically dread…or if it varies according to kid.

I love my daughter. I love my wife. With a female beagle and cat, I’m surrounded with estrogen…and I’m not complaining. :smiley:

my son was born almost 2 months ago! we now have a male majority in the house! we get to veto mom!

mom: i want to watch the dog show on animal planet
me: oh, sorry! your son says he really wants to see the motorcycle racing on speedvision. looks like i have to break the tie…

in all seriousness-- its great! the kid is perfect and sleeps all night! i haven’t lost any more sleep than usual. the birds are pretty pissed off, cause i only visit them rarely to feed and water them. they hang on the side of the cage and eyeball him suspiciously…

Sophia turns 18 today (10.10) and I wanted to say she’s a better child than I originally hoped for. I am honored that this person is my daughter, and I can only hope I lived up to being her Dad.

OTOH, she may go to Fordham next year, and if so, we might’ve done OK.

Congrats. My baby recently turned 21. It’s a different world as she is a noob adult. Her leaving for her University about killed me. But she is a bright, cheerful lovely young woman. I’m so proud of her, I can’t tell you.
Good luck with your new young adult Daughter.
I hope you’re as happy with yours as I am mine.
Exciting days ahead.

Congratulations, JohnT :slight_smile: I’ve “only” co-parented two brothers, but man I so often see the child that was in the man that has become… and now The Eldest Nephew is entering his teens (and I’m hoping it won’t be as bad a case of The Idiot Years as his dad had), the Pink Princess is a pinker-than-ever tween and The Little Nephew… is still so little, still so enthusiastic about everything, still so many open paths…

Dang, time flies. Congrats JohnT and Sophia to 18 great years, and many more! Fordham sounds wonderful and hopefully there is a scholarship in the future.

FYI, China Bambina not only is still breathing, but I’m proud she is a digital arts major in a film school at university in El Lay! And the later addition twins are both still breathing and thriving at 14!

To this day I can’t watch Star Trek TNG without thinking about all those evenings rocking my oldest to sleep while watching that show…

The basset is not taking it well huh? Well once the dog teaches the youngling to poop in your shoe, they’ll bond, I’m sure.:wink:

It was funnier in the movie…

Dude, I didn’t notice the timestamp on the first post, and thought you were FAR too old to be having a newborn. :smiley:

But congrats on raising a kid. It sounds trite, but it’s the most important, amazing, boring, funny, not funny, fucking DIFFICULT job in the world. You done good.