The Week of Firsts

This has been a week of many firsts for Baby Dave. Yesterday we took our first trip to the swimming pool together. I wish I couldve taken photos of him and help him swim at the same time, but that wouldn't have worked. He was so cute and, after about a half hour of floating around with me, finally realized that it is kind of fun to kick his legs around under the water. Prior to that he was very distracted by all the colors and sounds and spent time looking at everything with his fun "curious owl look" where his eyes get very wide and his mouth goes into a little circle and he raises his eyebrows way up high and bobs his head around checking the world out. It's adorable.

After the pool we headed to the library, but since he was asleep and we could only stay 10 minutes (it was closing) Im not really going to count that. Plus I didnt take any photos.

Today is a big first as well. And I am SUPER excited about this one, because it's a first for me, too. After years of wanting to I am headed to my first Death Cab for Cutie and New Pornographers concert!! This of course is Dave's first concert ever. Like a good rocker baby he'll be sporting his Shins onesie and baby legs. Pretty much the only thing that could make this better is if it actually was a Shins concert. But since they came through a weekish after the baby was born, we didn't make it. Sad for us.

So -- photos later!

Babysitting Again

Best of intentions had me pointed towards the gym this morning, but instead I ended up at a friend's house babysitting. Allie hurt her wrist doing she doesnt even know what the other day and had planned to sit in the emergency room waiting for some help. Fortunately we know some people through church and were able to make a well placed phone call to someone who could directly order an x-ray and prescribe her some meds. Yay Jesus! Fortunaely it's not broken. Baby Reagan cried most of the time I was with her but that's OK.

So tomorrow I'm hoping to go the gym. First, unfortunately, I have a little surgical consult over at Madigan ... more post baby related fun. No, you really don't want to know. Dave is going to hang out with a friend while Im there. Yawn.

Jumping Fruit

Or maybe it's more like jumping and fruit. Whatever.

First of all, we picked up this new toy -- a jumperoo! Super exciting.

... it's a little big for him. But whatever! He still likes it.

Then we went to the farmers market. Dave was a little tiny bit grumpy. But that's OK. We had fun anyway. We sat in the sun, read a book, bought some delicious looking/smelling fruit. That sort of thing.

Dave found this all thrilling.

Oh lovely day

It's a beautiful day here in Washington. I'm going to put off the library yet again in the name of heading down to the weekly farmer's market in my favorite local small town. In fact, I think Steilacoom is higher on my list of favorite neighborhoods than Capitol Hill. I know -- that's REALLY shocking. And it only outranks because it has an ocean view. Capitol Hill is definitely still a close second. Calm down. I mean, how can you beat this!?: Anyway, so as I was saying

Anyway, so as I was saying -- we are going to hit the farmer's market down there as soon as Dave eats. And then when we are done with all that fun and stocked up on super delicious veggies, we will go on a little walk in the sun. And when we are done with THAT we will come home and post photos for you of a bunch of things, including Dave's exciting new toy. Ok? OK.

Babysitter Amy

It's been a really really long time since I actually full on babysat someone else's kids. My brothers and sisters? Sure. Nursery at church/small group? Definitely. At someone's house while they got out for dinner? Yeah, not so much.

We're talking at least eight years. Crazy, I know.

Regardless, here I am babysitting for our chaplain's family while he and his wife, Charlene, have a delicious meal alone for the last time in a very long time. He deploys Friday or Saturday to join Luke.

I will say this -- having Luke go ahead of everyone else has made me incredibly sympathetic and very available to support the rest of the wives in the group. If Luke was leaving right now, too, I would no doubt be very busy wallowing on my own. Since he's not I'm ... well, I still wallow a little bit, but not like it's a full time job. So there's that.
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Taking the baby to the library did not work out as planned. The library was closed at 945 when I was there and since I had the rest of the day booked with studying and stuff like that, oh well. We'll probably try again tomorrow.

Two Days In a Row -- Go me!

Here I am, keeping my promise to start blogging more. Go me.

Took my little baby to a doctor's appointment this morning so he could get weighed and stuff. It was super great until they took out a variety of needles and stabbed him. One second he is laying on my lap cooing and smiling and the next he is screaming. Poor baby!

Anyway, he now weighs more than 13 lbs and is about 23 inches. Crazy growing child. And for the record, I kinda cried when they gave him his shots. Poor little baby.

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Bethany came over for dinner tonight. I am dubbing today my first ever deployment dinner. I'm hoping to have a weekly gathering like this of deployed spouses. I enjoy feeding people. And I enjoy people company. So all in all it sounds like a good idea.

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At the moment Im marathon watching Gilmore Girls. Ok, Ok it's a good show. There, happy? Primary complaint at this time is the annoying opening song. But that can be skipped -- so no worries! The sad news is that because Abigail is in hiding with the husband she found at the airport (like magic! like Christmas! like a Christmas miracle!) I shall likely be without tv on DVD soon. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about that. Gonna have to come up with an alternate plan for my life. I know, it's really shocking.

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Im going to go to bed now. Tomorrow: change the oil in the car, take the baby for his first library trip, work on school stuff, babysit four lovely young ladies.

Bad Amy!

As I was just perusing my blog of yore, it dawned on me that perhaps it would be appropriate if i made more of an effort to blog consistently now. The best intentions ...

Life has been clipping along, Dave getting bigger, me staying busy doing ... well ... Im not really sure what, but it's taking up all my time. In the last few weeks I've thrown a 4th of July Party with Abigail, hosted (with the help of some wonderful small group folks) my entire family minus Shelly for three days (short version: barfing child, clogged toilet, new tires, finding the mess hall, gross dinner at the PX, ferry, Pikes Place, Ivars, traffic, bowling) and purchased way too much at Costco.

Abigail got her husband back today, if only for 15ish days. This is exciting for me on some level, too, because if SHE can go eight months without seeing Brett, surely I can go eight months without seeing. At the same time, however, it is bitter sweet. While getting so excited that Brett was coming back I slipped up and let myself get excited that Luke was coming back ... except he isn't. Now as soon as I realized this was happening and tried to bed it back down again, but it was already all riled up.

But you know, we've made it six weeks. On the one hand, it seems like he's been gone forever already, a little bit like maybe he was never even here to start with. The six weeks has pretty much flown by. At the same time, however, it seems like I cannot possibly make it another Lord only knows how long until I get to see him again.

Im actually going to make an effort to blog more often. I promise.