I am betting at this point you are surprised to see anything posted at all. Time seems to fly, and with Nicky still being a growing (and thus hungry) boy, no wireless internet, living in two places at once, still adjusting to life here, and oh, school starting next week, well, things are a little busy at times. My best intentions seem to be flushed down the toilet and instead of blogging about Nick's every move, Kelsey's newest quote, or Caitlin's newest song (10,000 B.C., thanks for asking!), I end up spending too much time on a too slow internet trying to find activities, furniture, a Master's program I really want to do (when??), and, and, and...
Today I took a huge break from stressing about this somewhat by accident. Our new Ikea couch (we tried Craigslist, we really did, but...) was delivered with an incorrect pillow. We had planned on all schlepping to Ikea after lunch, but ended up not having time to retrieve the pillow from the house before we dropped off the rental car and then hurried to Walnut Creek for lunch at the Pyramid Alehouse with friends. After returning to the house after lunch, the girls wisely thought a trip to Ikea might be boring (frankly, I was quite on the same page).
Good thing we did not go with him. To drive there, return a pillow, and get a new one (not quite right, but close enough), took well over four hours. We ended up staying at the house in order to arrange what I could and for the girls to play 'clubhouse' with the boxes from couch and glider. This is, by the way, a fabulous way for them to play...requires nothing but boxes and they will play for hours uninterrupted. Anyone who has moved recently knows that empty boxes fuel imaginations for days.
They were content to take up permanent residence in the dining room, but Nicky and I needed to get out and stretch our legs. Since school starts on the 25th, I figured we should probably test the walk to the school. And, yes, that is if they both get into the school; it is now looking like we won't find out until Tuesday. We headed off to the park just behind the school and found not only did it have the regular school playground (open to the public), but also a playground for wee ones. It was gorgeous weather, Nick wanted out of the pack, Caitlin and Kelsey saw the perfect baby swing, and so we let Nick-Knack go for his first ride.
This was the first photo I took (with the I Phone, no less) and he remained this happy the entire time. Of course, that his demeanor most of the time, except when hungry. He is so amazingly content, and I can't help thinking it is not only that we are more relaxed, but that he has such doting older sisters, who have yet to balk with helping. Kelsey is not as fascinated with the stinky diapers as she used to be, but still willingly assists with everything Nicky-related.
Since I missed writing about it earlier, now would be the perfect time to add about his six month check-up on Wednesday. We found an office that was recommended by Pete's co-worker AND accepted by our insurance company, a near miracle!
Overall, the appointment went fine. We had to explain the lack of immunizations (other than the first cocktail) quite a bit, as we expected. Then the dreaded, "Does he sleep on his back, side, or stomach?"
At night, should he actually make it to the pack n play, he does go down on his back...but will happily turn over during his slumber. Then when he sleeps with us, he spends half of his time sleeping on side, as he is eating at the same time. Thankfully, the doctor understood the positives of co-sleeping and when we explained, that was that.
They did the height, weight, and head measurements, and like his sisters, he is long and lean. The pediatrician offered that now would be a fine time to start solids, so we bought a little plate and spoon later in the day in anticipation. The poor guy ended up having to get five shots that day, one in the left arm, and two in each leg. He did quite well, crying only until he latched on and seemed to forget the entire event a few minutes later.
To the right is the other "first" of the day. You can't really tell from the photo, but he laughed, giggled, and snorted the entire time. He tried to feed himself, and would have loved to slather himself in the rice. The night ended with a bath, as you can imagine, and now he is sleeping sweetly in his 'crib'.
I can't believe my little guy is almost six months old, or that his sister will be ten years on Tuesday. I almost forgot...looks like the blue eyes will likely stay...my sweet little souvenir Viking...who has awoken again...bless, bless for now.