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Capella said:
Just had our first mini-panic. MIL was here and thought he looked blue above and under his lips. Yelled at me from the next room so I came in and did that baby back tap thing. He seemed fine. 

This is terrifying. Jesus. 
Dude, relax.  MILs are notorious worriers. 

 
I've woke up multiple times now to see if he was still breathing. 

Went ahead and bought the insane parent sock that just tells you if something goes wrong. I'm stupid. 
I remember the first week, and I did the same thing.  It takes them a week or so to get there breathing normal.  Between that, and freaking out about the next & SIDs, it feels like you are in the clear after a month.  Then they sleep for the next 4 months and they are easy.  

Don't ever fall asleep with the baby.  A guy I grew up with fell asleep with the kid on his stomach, and the baby ended up rolling to where it couldn't breathe.  Was removed from life support.  Horrible tragedy, don't mean to bum anyone out, but just want to make people aware in order to potentially prevent another loss.

 
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First month with Lincoln

one month in, everybody is exhausted and I go back to work tomorrow. somehow we have kept this kid alive and fed but I may never touch my wife again, whose primary job now is basically being a milk pump. 

 
the blog entry is amazing, capella.

soooo many things you hit on perfectly- I'll point out one that got me. the immediate nostalgia over all the moments, large and small. I find myself ridiculously choked up on last days of school or last times doing anything.

 
the blog entry is amazing, capella.

soooo many things you hit on perfectly- I'll point out one that got me. the immediate nostalgia over all the moments, large and small. I find myself ridiculously choked up on last days of school or last times doing anything.
Thank you man, I really appreciate it. I enjoy doing these. 

I go back to work tomorrow and I really find myself thinking about all the small things I'll miss. Before he came about I never thought I would miss that sort of stuff, but now that it's here I definitely will. 

 
Great post, and congrats on surviving the first month.

My baby girl is 10 months old today. The last month has been one of the harder ones with her getting sick for a while and even though many of the individual days have felt long as a result, it really feels like yesterday we were celebrating her at 9 months.

I'm with you on taking so many pics. I still do it. One of my favorites used to be when I'd put her in my lap in the morning, leaning her on my thighs as she'd look at me after her bottle. I flip through all those pictures and see her getting bigger and bigger in comparison to my legs and it would blow my mind. Now there is no chance of getting her to sit like that, she's just too big for it and wants to be moving around. And that is a point where I get sad too, even though it's a product of her growing and developing. 

 
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Great post, and congrats on surviving the first month.

My baby girl is 10 months old today. The last month has been one of the harder ones with her getting sick for a while and even though many of the individual days have felt long as a result, it really feels like yesterday we were celebrating her at 9 months.

I'm with you on taking so many pics. I still do it. One of my favorites used to be when I'd put her in my lap in the morning, leaning her on my thighs as she'd look at me after her bottle. I flip through all those pictures and see her getting bigger and bigger in comparison to my legs and it would blow my mind. Now there is no chance of getting her to sit like that, she's just too big for it and wants to be moving around. And that is a point where I get sad too, even though it's a product of her growing and developing. 
Just do not be the guy posting 8,000 baby pics all over Facebook daily. No one cares. Text that to family/friends.

 
Get out of the house, man.  Don't be afraid to take him places.  One of the things we figured out we did "wrong" when our daughter was young.  He's not going to catch the black plague because you took him to the Cheesecake Factory and made him sit on the bench in that carrier while you scarfed down 8,000 calories of dulce de leche-flavored cream cheese.

 
"My favorite thing is when he is crying and I pick him up and then he instantly stops. That’s an immensely satisfying feeling. Nobody has ever needed me like that before. I know that won’t last forever, but it will in my mind.

I won’t need a picture to remember that."

Yeah, but you'll forget about it until you read something like this that brings it rushing back to you.  Which is just one of the reasons a bunch of people appreciate your blog.  Enjoy it.  Everybody will tell you it goes too fast.  You'll get sick and tired of hearing it.  And they're still right. 

 
Great post, and congrats on surviving the first month.

My baby girl is 10 months old today. The last month has been one of the harder ones with her getting sick for a while and even though many of the individual days have felt long as a result, it really feels like yesterday we were celebrating her at 9 months.

I'm with you on taking so many pics. I still do it. One of my favorites used to be when I'd put her in my lap in the morning, leaning her on my thighs as she'd look at me after her bottle. I flip through all those pictures and see her getting bigger and bigger in comparison to my legs and it would blow my mind. Now there is no chance of getting her to sit like that, she's just too big for it and wants to be moving around. And that is a point where I get sad too, even though it's a product of her growing and developing. 
My boys are 14 and 16 now.  I still remember the days of reading little board books to them as they'd sit on my lap asking me to read them again and again.  Those are great memories, but the one thing I've learned is that is always gets better.  No matter how fun they were as toddlers, they were even more fun as pre schoolers, and even more fun as middle schoolers, and now even more fun as high schoolers (after coaching them in basketball for several years each, they are now helping me coach a sixth grade team, which has been a great experience so far).  Yes, look back fondly at these memories but remember that the present and future will hold great things too.

 
Kids are resilient.  Remember, they were surviving as cave-kids.  If they were as fragile as we think they are, we wouldn't exist!

 
Great post, and congrats on surviving the first month.

My baby girl is 10 months old today. The last month has been one of the harder ones with her getting sick for a while and even though many of the individual days have felt long as a result, it really feels like yesterday we were celebrating her at 9 months.

I'm with you on taking so many pics. I still do it. One of my favorites used to be when I'd put her in my lap in the morning, leaning her on my thighs as she'd look at me after her bottle. I flip through all those pictures and see her getting bigger and bigger in comparison to my legs and it would blow my mind. Now there is no chance of getting her to sit like that, she's just too big for it and wants to be moving around. And that is a point where I get sad too, even though it's a product of her growing and developing. 
Thank you.

Yes I do something similar with the pictures. Crazy to even look back 3 weeks ago and see how tiny he is in comparison. 

 
Just do not be the guy posting 8,000 baby pics all over Facebook daily. No one cares. Text that to family/friends.
I have about the smallest amount of Facebook friends humanly possible. I'm not posting a pic every day but if they don't want to see it they can piss off. 

 
Capella said:
I have about the smallest amount of Facebook friends humanly possible. I'm not posting a pic every day but if they don't want to see it they can piss off. 
Agreed.  Anyone who doesn't want to see them can just "unfollow" you and they won't get your updates on their feed.  Your facebook page is yours.  Do what you want.

 
Bob Sacamano said:
"My favorite thing is when he is crying and I pick him up and then he instantly stops. That’s an immensely satisfying feeling. Nobody has ever needed me like that before. I know that won’t last forever, but it will in my mind.

I won’t need a picture to remember that."

Yeah, but you'll forget about it until you read something like this that brings it rushing back to you.  Which is just one of the reasons a bunch of people appreciate your blog.  Enjoy it.  Everybody will tell you it goes too fast.  You'll get sick and tired of hearing it.  And they're still right. 
Thanks man. Nice of you to say. Really nice. :thumbup:  

 
Bob Sacamano said:
Get out of the house, man.  Don't be afraid to take him places.  One of the things we figured out we did "wrong" when our daughter was young.  He's not going to catch the black plague because you took him to the Cheesecake Factory and made him sit on the bench in that carrier while you scarfed down 8,000 calories of dulce de leche-flavored cream cheese.
:lmao:  we've been going to places where you can sit outside. I'm probably insane.

Hey, the weather is nice. 

 
Capella said:
Thank you.

Yes I do something similar with the pictures. Crazy to even look back 3 weeks ago and see how tiny he is in comparison. 
Meanwhile my youngest is a freshman in college. He wandered into the kitchen over Thanksgiving break at the crack of lunchtime and I'm like what is this full grown man doing in my house.

And yes it goes by fast.

 
Meanwhile my youngest is a freshman in college. He wandered into the kitchen over Thanksgiving break at the crack of lunchtime and I'm like what is this full grown man doing in my house.

And yes it goes by fast.
if i had one guess, i'd say it was eating all the food you had. even things you forgot you had years ago.

 
"We have had to institute a rule in this household that nothing said between midnight and 5 am can be used against us later, either in a court of law or to ourselves."

Hahahahahahahahahaha..... yeah.  I'll bet that works.  I love my wife and I think she used to love me, but there was almost murder committed in the middle of the night multiple times during our kid's first 6 months.  And we still relive those arguments on occasion when we are really mad. Those arguments and the worst argument we ever had about Time Travel rules in Lost.   

 
"We have had to institute a rule in this household that nothing said between midnight and 5 am can be used against us later, either in a court of law or to ourselves."

Hahahahahahahahahaha..... yeah.  I'll bet that works.  I love my wife and I think she used to love me, but there was almost murder committed in the middle of the night multiple times during our kid's first 6 months.  And we still relive those arguments on occasion when we are really mad. Those arguments and the worst argument we ever had about Time Travel rules in Lost.   
:lmao:  the other morning I am 99% sure she whispered "you mother####er" to me during another 4:30 feeding I skipped. When I woke up I was like "that's a little much" and then she denied saying it, but followed that with "you really need to start helping out with these early feedings."

She's gonna smother me with a pillow one day. 

 
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:lmao:  the other morning I am 99% sure she whispered "you mother####er" to me during another 4:30 feeding I skipped. When I woke up I was like "that's a little much" and then she denied saying it, but followed that with "you really need to start helping out with these early feedings."

She's gonna smother me with a pillow one day. 
My wife absolutely freaked out one morning at 3 am when she woke me up because I was snoring.  To this day she claims I leaned in real close to her face and the nursing, almost asleep baby and yelled "Boo."  In reality, I whispered "Poo?" I thought she needed me to change a diaper. She was so angry she screamed at me and needless to say no one slept the rest of the night.  

Sleep deprivation is a serious thing.  

 
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My wife absolutely freaked out one morning at 3 am when she woke me up because I was snoring.  To this day she claims I leaned in real close to her face and the nursing, almost asleep baby and yelled "Boo."  In reality, I whispered "Poo?" I thought she needed me to change a diaper. She was so angry she screamed at me and needless to say no one slept the rest of the night.  

Sleep deprivation is a serious thing.  
:lmao:  one night around 5 she asked me if I could change his diaper and I said "yes" and then rolled back over and went to sleep. 

 
But I already put in the basketball hoop. 

How off are they on her height? 
:lol: The timing on this is funny.  She literally had her checkup last night.  Since she's reached puberty she obviously will stop growing soon.

The outliers stop growing completely or continue with a lot of growth, but for the majority of girls hitting puberty it's a couple more inches.  They said last night probably 5'4"

I too had my dreams crushed yesterday :)

 

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