Walker is now two weeks old and he's a very good baby. (As a matter of fact, the pediatrician, who is also named Mimi, called him a "perfect baby." I knew I liked her.) I spend most of my day sitting and feeding him or changing him although I've been able to get out a
Walker had his 2 week birthday on Sunday and Mommy couldn't pass up the occasion without a photo or two. As you can see here, Walker has the ability to flash his "West Coast" hand signal to all the folks so they know where he harkens from. Good on you Walker! Daddy is working on
The other evening we had a conversation about what inventions most impacted our lives. Shirley's grandmother had said she was most impressed by store-bought mayonnaise. Her mother said the radio. After some serious consideration, Shirley said the cell phone. I added the Internet to the list and Larry said the personal computer. I'm not sure
It's been a week. I can't believe it. It's been a week since my mother-in-law and grandmother came to town and that coincided with Walker joining the family. I feel like we have a little house guest who needs some special attention. It's hard to believe he's going to stay when everyone else goes back
Apparently there is some truth to the fact that this Internet thing is viral -- I understand that my blog is being passed around to a bunch of folks -- so I'll be sure to keep the blog "rated G" and I'm sure I won't share, ahem, intimate details. BABY YOUNG is officially Walker Douglas
We're home and adjusting to life at Ocean Beach. We had a good but very active evening and Grandma Shirley works her magic to keep everyone quiet and calm and entertained with stories. I hope to be posting more later after breakfast (for both of us) with some details about our first few days together.
Baby Boy Young was born 8:30 this morning at a healthy 7lbs 7oz after a super easy labor of only 9 hours. Everyone is doing great and more detail will be coming but I'm blogging from my phone. (Photos are also from my phone and can be found on the right.)
Countdown... T minus 0 It's a day past the due date. (Boy, that was MEAN, wasn't it?) I had a very quiet day yesterday. I finished some cleaning and some improvements in the kitchen that have been bugging me since we moved in (Larry said it looked like a professional had done it). I wanted
There's a legend in my family that my mother decided she was "finished" being pregnant. Like many a Bay Area resident, she decided to take a hike up a hill. A few short hours later, she went into labor. I always recalled the story of her trudging up the Fillmore hill. It's a fairly steep
Yeah, despite all my best intentions and protestations, I've become "that woman." You know the one, the hysterical woman that reads all sorts of gloom and doom into every little ache and pain of pregnancy. I made it through 39+ weeks and finally I caught "the paranoia." I think it has something to do with
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