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Last night, Ian was VERY fussy. Understandably. We had to go by my OB's office to get some paperwork finished (you know, the paperwork that my company needs to fully handle my leave...the bits the doctor has to fill out). That's been sent in now, at least.
Then from there we went to the mall because Scott's contract on his phone was done and he could upgrade. Since his phone (long out of warranty) has decided that "reception" is an optional feature, this was really NOT an option. Had we not been within a few weeks of the upgrade when it started the worst of its flakiness, we'd have had to buy a cheap phone of some sort to tide him over; as it was, it was really annoying. (The problem was mainly inbound calls - he could usually call out fine, and data was almost always okay, but the darned thing just didn't bother to ring or register missed calls. I learned to text when he didn't answer, and roll my eyes at his phone.) Anyway, we made it our Christmas present to ourselves and both have shiny new iPhone 4S's. I really wanted one for some of the improved features, though my previous phone was still working.
In any case, it was a LONG trip out for an Ianling, and he slept through it. Partially unfortunate, because when he woke up when we got home he was MOST unhappy to have not been fed sooner (he was not past a reasonable time frame given his age, though he was close to it and clearly past what HE considered reasonable. Apparently the car rides were too soothing - not entirely a surprise. It made him a bit frantic through the evening and up to midnight, so I kind of expected the whole night to be a sleepless, miserable blur.
It wasn't. After the midnight feeding, he appeared to calm down substantially and resume his general trust that, yes, we are responding to him and his needs will be met. He woke a reasonable number of times to eat (and get his diaper changed, not that he appreciated that part), and slept well. Which meant WE slept well, for parents of a baby.
Drew took a while to settle down, time he spent with Scott on the couch in the family room, but once he came to bed with us he slept well (and right through Ian's various wakings, mostly). At one point, Scott put Ian back in his crib after a feeding and Drew rolled over until he was snuggled against me, draped an arm over my neck and tucked his head under my chin. So. SWEET. And yes, I know he was also looking for reassurance that he's still mine and I'm still his too, but it was still so sweet to have him snuggled there. Made more so by the fact that, as Ian was sleeping, I *could* cuddle Drew and give him that wordless reassurance.
I wish I thought it would go this perfectly from here on out, but I will for the moment be very happy that days/nights like this are possible.
Also, happy that the paperwork and phones are sorted. We do have to do grocery shopping, but that's a lot shorter/easier trip to manage. Other than that, and an afternoon appointment with our financial adviser, next week is wide open and lazy. We'll probably drop by day care some time to show them Ian and do his paperwork for when he starts next year. They have the slot held, and only need it sometime "a few weeks" before, but this way both Scott and I can go. If I wait until he goes back to work (which is sooner than I do), he won't get to enjoy the initial showing-off of the Ian. :)
Then from there we went to the mall because Scott's contract on his phone was done and he could upgrade. Since his phone (long out of warranty) has decided that "reception" is an optional feature, this was really NOT an option. Had we not been within a few weeks of the upgrade when it started the worst of its flakiness, we'd have had to buy a cheap phone of some sort to tide him over; as it was, it was really annoying. (The problem was mainly inbound calls - he could usually call out fine, and data was almost always okay, but the darned thing just didn't bother to ring or register missed calls. I learned to text when he didn't answer, and roll my eyes at his phone.) Anyway, we made it our Christmas present to ourselves and both have shiny new iPhone 4S's. I really wanted one for some of the improved features, though my previous phone was still working.
In any case, it was a LONG trip out for an Ianling, and he slept through it. Partially unfortunate, because when he woke up when we got home he was MOST unhappy to have not been fed sooner (he was not past a reasonable time frame given his age, though he was close to it and clearly past what HE considered reasonable. Apparently the car rides were too soothing - not entirely a surprise. It made him a bit frantic through the evening and up to midnight, so I kind of expected the whole night to be a sleepless, miserable blur.
It wasn't. After the midnight feeding, he appeared to calm down substantially and resume his general trust that, yes, we are responding to him and his needs will be met. He woke a reasonable number of times to eat (and get his diaper changed, not that he appreciated that part), and slept well. Which meant WE slept well, for parents of a baby.
Drew took a while to settle down, time he spent with Scott on the couch in the family room, but once he came to bed with us he slept well (and right through Ian's various wakings, mostly). At one point, Scott put Ian back in his crib after a feeding and Drew rolled over until he was snuggled against me, draped an arm over my neck and tucked his head under my chin. So. SWEET. And yes, I know he was also looking for reassurance that he's still mine and I'm still his too, but it was still so sweet to have him snuggled there. Made more so by the fact that, as Ian was sleeping, I *could* cuddle Drew and give him that wordless reassurance.
I wish I thought it would go this perfectly from here on out, but I will for the moment be very happy that days/nights like this are possible.
Also, happy that the paperwork and phones are sorted. We do have to do grocery shopping, but that's a lot shorter/easier trip to manage. Other than that, and an afternoon appointment with our financial adviser, next week is wide open and lazy. We'll probably drop by day care some time to show them Ian and do his paperwork for when he starts next year. They have the slot held, and only need it sometime "a few weeks" before, but this way both Scott and I can go. If I wait until he goes back to work (which is sooner than I do), he won't get to enjoy the initial showing-off of the Ian. :)
