It’s been a couple of weeks since Leo’s scary fever/seizure episode, and he’s pretty much convinced us that he’s back to normal. And then some. While his sleeping patterns haven’t completely stabilized yet, his mood is bright, and he continues to try and succeed at new things. For instance, today he laid on his front for several minutes, and actually started to make crawling motions! Also, he’s starting with solid foods, now, and seems to love them. You’d think we’ve been starving him – if we’re too slow with the next spoonful, he gets mad. I’m sure those who’ve seen how I enjoy a good meal will be positively shocked by this behaviour. (Not!)
I was especially proud to tell my dad that Leo was eating baby-oatmeal. You see, my dear father tried with little success to bestow upon me the joys of porridge as I was growing up. To this day, when I visit, I still suspect he’s making a show of how much he’s savouring his morning breakfast, to convince me of what I’m missing. As expected, Grandpapa Séguin was indeed pleased by this development. I guess the family taste for mushy cereals skipped a generation.
I’m learning too. In fact, I came to the realization yesterday of just how much parenthood has taught me. I was at Sears, picking up a baby shower gift for my good friend and co-worker Andrea. She and her partner Chris had registered for a whole bunch of useful items there, but by the time I got to the store, everything had been bought on the list except the bottle nipples. Not wanting to arrive at the party presenting nipples, I had to search for other stuff.
Six months ago, I would have broken into a cold sweat, agonizing over what to buy. But I didn’t panic. My fatherly instincts (or something) kicked in, and I searched for stuff that you can’t get enough of when you have a baby. I bought:
- Baby outfits, slightly larger than newborn size. These were practical one-piece items, with zippers or snaps all the way down the front, with easy-to-access diaper area. You wouldn’t believe how little regard the designers of most of the “cuter” baby clothing have for the challenges of dressing an infant and changing a diaper.
- A handy kit containing a baby medicine spoon, a dropper, thermometer, a nail clipper and a snot vacuum. It’s stuff you don’t realize you need until your kid gets the sniffles. (When Leo’s nose got stuffy, I drove to three different stores in a panic to find a nasal aspirator. All were closed or sold out.) If you already have these, it’s good to have an extra set in the diaper bag when travelling.
- Orthodontic pacifiers, of the model Leo seems to like most, with slightly different designs so you can tell them apart enough to know which one has been boiled, and which one was licked by the dog.
- Receiving blankets: like the outfits, you may think at first that you have so many that you’ll have to give some away. Ha! Not so. Unless you enjoy doing 8 loads of laundry per day, you’ll want to keep a few of these universal puke-catching, drool-wiping, warmth-retaining, infant-swaddling wonders handy. At all times, in several locations around the house.
Uh oh, I hear the little guy winding up for a wail. Gotta go.