SIX WEEKS OLD!
Well, we made it to the six week mark! Joli celebrated by going to the mall (of course) with her Uncle Pedro. We can't believe how big she's getting! It's amazing that, if we followed her true due date, Joli would only be 10 days old right now. We've had a good couple of days -- Joli has slept in 3 hour increments (which beats the 2 hour ones she was having) these past few days. The big development is that she seems to be looking at us more and "recognizing" who we are.... that's so rewarding!
We're posting a few extra pictures because the family has been realllly mad at us!
So, here's one her Lolo (Grandpa Ed) took when he visited last weekend and one taken of her in the nursery of the hospital (one day old).
My! How she's changed! Enjoy!
Saturday, August 30, 2003
Thursday, August 28, 2003
THE POWER OF REST....
Over the past week, Jorge and I have been blessed with the power of rest! Thanks to the Grandmothers, we've had 2 nights of uninterrupted sleep. Of course, whenever Joli is with the Grandmothers, she miraculously turns into the sweetest little angel who wouldn't even think of waking up at night. In fact, both times, the Grandmothers had to wake the baby up in fear that she must be "starving in her sleep!" Too good to be true once they left, though.... good old Joli was back to waking up every 2 hours at night.
So, we've missed a couple of entries -- thanks to the reminders from all of our family members. Since the last post, Joli has been to see the pediatrican. She is now 7 pounds, 14 ounces and 20 1/2 inches long! Our little girl is gettin' bigger! She's also now smiling at us and playing with us a little bit more. Awww... so sweet!
Jorge's back at work in full swing which has left me at home to grapple with the baby, the house, and the dog. It was difficult and overwhelming at first, but I think I have the hang of it now! Jorge and I got a taste of the "real world" again (seems we had been separated from it since July 16th, 2003), and we went on a dinner cruise - very romantic and tons of fun! Little Joli didn't even know we were missing...... that is, because she was asleep the whole time!
Well, we'll try to get some more pics up soon... we've definately abandoned the "Pic of the Day" and are moving more towards the "Pic of the Week!"
Over the past week, Jorge and I have been blessed with the power of rest! Thanks to the Grandmothers, we've had 2 nights of uninterrupted sleep. Of course, whenever Joli is with the Grandmothers, she miraculously turns into the sweetest little angel who wouldn't even think of waking up at night. In fact, both times, the Grandmothers had to wake the baby up in fear that she must be "starving in her sleep!" Too good to be true once they left, though.... good old Joli was back to waking up every 2 hours at night.
So, we've missed a couple of entries -- thanks to the reminders from all of our family members. Since the last post, Joli has been to see the pediatrican. She is now 7 pounds, 14 ounces and 20 1/2 inches long! Our little girl is gettin' bigger! She's also now smiling at us and playing with us a little bit more. Awww... so sweet!
Jorge's back at work in full swing which has left me at home to grapple with the baby, the house, and the dog. It was difficult and overwhelming at first, but I think I have the hang of it now! Jorge and I got a taste of the "real world" again (seems we had been separated from it since July 16th, 2003), and we went on a dinner cruise - very romantic and tons of fun! Little Joli didn't even know we were missing...... that is, because she was asleep the whole time!
Well, we'll try to get some more pics up soon... we've definately abandoned the "Pic of the Day" and are moving more towards the "Pic of the Week!"
Thursday, August 21, 2003
OH, THE HORROR...
Okay, today's "The Pic Of The Day" ain't for the faint of heart. Some of you may call it gross, but Liza and I feel that, if we're going to truly document the ins-and-outs of parenting on this site, we need to share the good, the bad and the ugly... real ugly.
I mean, neither of us even knew the human body was capable of generating that much force...
Okay, today's "The Pic Of The Day" ain't for the faint of heart. Some of you may call it gross, but Liza and I feel that, if we're going to truly document the ins-and-outs of parenting on this site, we need to share the good, the bad and the ugly... real ugly.
I mean, neither of us even knew the human body was capable of generating that much force...
Tuesday, August 19, 2003
THE VISITORS
Liza went to see her OB/GYN (aka. Joli's travel agent to the world), Dr. Lazar. She was the one who followed the pregnancy from start to finish, and she delivered Joli into this world. Liza thinks she's one of the best doctors ever! All the people in the office thought Joli was such an adorable baby, and everyone who walked by stopped to see her. Liza's recovery is going well, and she can now start exercising --which she has been eager to do for a while now! So, mom and baby will be cruisin' the neighborhood on walks! Watch out world, here we come!
Ooooops... forgot to mention that this past weekend was the weekend of siblings. Aunt Marie, Uncle Andy, Uncle Paul and his girlfriend, Kirsten, all visited Joli. Kirsten and Uncle Paul were nice and made dinner and breakfast for us. They did some babysitting and gave us a break - thanks! Both sets of siblings brought clothes for Joli. Honestly, this child has more clothes than Liza and me (and they are certainly more fashionable!).
The girl's pretty popular...
Liza went to see her OB/GYN (aka. Joli's travel agent to the world), Dr. Lazar. She was the one who followed the pregnancy from start to finish, and she delivered Joli into this world. Liza thinks she's one of the best doctors ever! All the people in the office thought Joli was such an adorable baby, and everyone who walked by stopped to see her. Liza's recovery is going well, and she can now start exercising --which she has been eager to do for a while now! So, mom and baby will be cruisin' the neighborhood on walks! Watch out world, here we come!
Ooooops... forgot to mention that this past weekend was the weekend of siblings. Aunt Marie, Uncle Andy, Uncle Paul and his girlfriend, Kirsten, all visited Joli. Kirsten and Uncle Paul were nice and made dinner and breakfast for us. They did some babysitting and gave us a break - thanks! Both sets of siblings brought clothes for Joli. Honestly, this child has more clothes than Liza and me (and they are certainly more fashionable!).
The girl's pretty popular...
Monday, August 18, 2003
Saturday, August 16, 2003
PIC OF THE DAY
Alright, with the blackout and everything, we got a little behind on Joli's photo collection. So, let's go back in time and see yesterday's Pic Of The Day today!
Special Thanks to my mom, whose subtle, yet demanding, phone messages keep this site on track and up to date...
Alright, with the blackout and everything, we got a little behind on Joli's photo collection. So, let's go back in time and see yesterday's Pic Of The Day today!
Special Thanks to my mom, whose subtle, yet demanding, phone messages keep this site on track and up to date...
Friday, August 15, 2003
BLACKOUT OF 2003
No power, no lights, no TV, no internet... Last night, our house was sort of like the TV show "Little House On The Prairie" . Liza and I played the roles of Ma and Pa Ingalls-- talking by candlelight, churning butter and turning in early.
Joli, of course, was the star of the show, Laura Ingalls.
A pooping, screaming, restless, hungry Laura Ingalls.
Correction: Last night, our house was sort of like the movie "Gremlins".
No power, no lights, no TV, no internet... Last night, our house was sort of like the TV show "Little House On The Prairie" . Liza and I played the roles of Ma and Pa Ingalls-- talking by candlelight, churning butter and turning in early.
Joli, of course, was the star of the show, Laura Ingalls.
A pooping, screaming, restless, hungry Laura Ingalls.
Correction: Last night, our house was sort of like the movie "Gremlins".
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
WEEKEND UPDATE
Apparently Joli's grandparents are finding this site to be as addictive as crack. I got an email from my dad this morning complaining that there had been no updates since Friday and he needs his Joli fix now!
Sorry about the delay but we had family over, work and-- oh, yes --we've discovered that Joli is a night owl... a hungry night owl... a hungry screeching night owl.
So, anyway, it was a fun weekend. Uncle Jon was home from Oregon and finally got to see his niece. Tita Grace was here too. She was in awe of Liza's breastfeeding skills... maybe a little too in awe.
LIZA: "Grace, can you please back away from my boob!"
Aaaaaaaah, the joys of sisterhood.
Uncle Alonso (Grace's fiance) came down with the Talusan posse, and his friend Juan (sorry we don't have a picture, Juan!). Much fun, food and merriment was had by one and all.
Stay tuned, I promise to be much more diligent this weekend!
Apparently Joli's grandparents are finding this site to be as addictive as crack. I got an email from my dad this morning complaining that there had been no updates since Friday and he needs his Joli fix now!
Sorry about the delay but we had family over, work and-- oh, yes --we've discovered that Joli is a night owl... a hungry night owl... a hungry screeching night owl.
So, anyway, it was a fun weekend. Uncle Jon was home from Oregon and finally got to see his niece. Tita Grace was here too. She was in awe of Liza's breastfeeding skills... maybe a little too in awe.
LIZA: "Grace, can you please back away from my boob!"
Aaaaaaaah, the joys of sisterhood.
Uncle Alonso (Grace's fiance) came down with the Talusan posse, and his friend Juan (sorry we don't have a picture, Juan!). Much fun, food and merriment was had by one and all.
Stay tuned, I promise to be much more diligent this weekend!
Friday, August 08, 2003
FIRST VISIT TO THE PEDIATRICIAN
We just got back from taking Joli to her first doctor's visit. Her pediatrician's name is Doctor Good. Liza and I think he's pretty cool and so did Joli.
Here's the info from the exam...
She's gained some weight-- going from 5lbs 5oz to a whopping 6 lbs (most of that appears to be in her head).
She's also an inch and a half longer. She's gonna be some kind of track star or supermodel, you watch.
Anyway, the doctor's great, the exam was good and Joli's healthy!
We just got back from taking Joli to her first doctor's visit. Her pediatrician's name is Doctor Good. Liza and I think he's pretty cool and so did Joli.
Here's the info from the exam...
She's gained some weight-- going from 5lbs 5oz to a whopping 6 lbs (most of that appears to be in her head).
She's also an inch and a half longer. She's gonna be some kind of track star or supermodel, you watch.
Anyway, the doctor's great, the exam was good and Joli's healthy!
ANOTHER NOTE FROM MOM
This is an excerpt from an email my wife sent me:
"SCORE: JOLI = 2, MOM=0
What does this mean, you ask? Well, it translates into 'Joli pooped on Mom twice'. Actually, it was way more than two times, but I was able to move out of the way, and it landed on the bathroom floor.
The good news is.... you don't have to clean the upstairs bathroom anymore. I took care of it. Or, should I say, your daughter made the bathroom cleaning status slightly more urgent.
Why bother bathing children? In fact, why bother bathing yourself? I put her in the bath... she pooped in it......I took her out of it (in the process, getting myself soaked, and pooped on -- the first time)...... cleaned out the tub (try doing that ONE handed!)... added water... put her back in ... she smiled... then she pooped the water-- REPEAT PROCESS TWO MORE TIMES, THEN RINSE.
I figured I learned my lesson from when she peed on me 2 days ago, and I put a diaper on her before I fed her. Well, as babies will have it, she spit up all over me.
So, imagine... here I am... poop on my shorts (not from me), spit-up all down my chest and stomach, and the baby cooing and laughing. I tried to get her to calm down because last time she 'cooed and laughed' I ended up pooped on.
Finally, I put little Princess Poopie Waaaa down, and took ANOTHER shower.
I'm just waiting for another 'orefice explosion'.
Other than that, 'today was a good day' (said in pure rap voice).
Love-- 'the stay at home mom' ... the toughest job you'll eva luv"
This is an excerpt from an email my wife sent me:
"SCORE: JOLI = 2, MOM=0
What does this mean, you ask? Well, it translates into 'Joli pooped on Mom twice'. Actually, it was way more than two times, but I was able to move out of the way, and it landed on the bathroom floor.
The good news is.... you don't have to clean the upstairs bathroom anymore. I took care of it. Or, should I say, your daughter made the bathroom cleaning status slightly more urgent.
Why bother bathing children? In fact, why bother bathing yourself? I put her in the bath... she pooped in it......I took her out of it (in the process, getting myself soaked, and pooped on -- the first time)...... cleaned out the tub (try doing that ONE handed!)... added water... put her back in ... she smiled... then she pooped the water-- REPEAT PROCESS TWO MORE TIMES, THEN RINSE.
I figured I learned my lesson from when she peed on me 2 days ago, and I put a diaper on her before I fed her. Well, as babies will have it, she spit up all over me.
So, imagine... here I am... poop on my shorts (not from me), spit-up all down my chest and stomach, and the baby cooing and laughing. I tried to get her to calm down because last time she 'cooed and laughed' I ended up pooped on.
Finally, I put little Princess Poopie Waaaa down, and took ANOTHER shower.
I'm just waiting for another 'orefice explosion'.
Other than that, 'today was a good day' (said in pure rap voice).
Love-- 'the stay at home mom' ... the toughest job you'll eva luv"
"NAVEL WATCH" - UPDATE
I was changing Joli last night at about 3AM. I looked in the diaper and saw what I thought was the nastiest looking turd in the world. After a second or two, I realized what I was looking at... the last bit of her umbilical cord.
I glanced up at her abdomen... "Liza, get the camera!"
Yes, Joli has a bellybutton... it's an outie.
I was changing Joli last night at about 3AM. I looked in the diaper and saw what I thought was the nastiest looking turd in the world. After a second or two, I realized what I was looking at... the last bit of her umbilical cord.
I glanced up at her abdomen... "Liza, get the camera!"
Yes, Joli has a bellybutton... it's an outie.
Thursday, August 07, 2003
A WORD FROM MOM
This a real excerpt from an email I received from my wife today:
Miss Thang keeps spitting up and then keeps making me feed her. She is spitting up MOUTH-FULLS of milk, Jorge. I told her to hang on until we see Dr. Good and she said...
"Screw you, mom" and then spit up on me.
You can't make this kind of stuff up.
This a real excerpt from an email I received from my wife today:
Miss Thang keeps spitting up and then keeps making me feed her. She is spitting up MOUTH-FULLS of milk, Jorge. I told her to hang on until we see Dr. Good and she said...
"Screw you, mom" and then spit up on me.
You can't make this kind of stuff up.
Tuesday, August 05, 2003
Saturday, August 02, 2003
WE HAVE PHOTOS!!
Well, we finally have the ability to add pictures to this blog. The site actually gave us the upgrade for free because it took so long.
Shout out to blogger.com!
Well, we finally have the ability to add pictures to this blog. The site actually gave us the upgrade for free because it took so long.
Shout out to blogger.com!
Friday, August 01, 2003
THE BIOLOGY OF A DAD
Ya know, throughout the pregnancy, much was made of the changes in Liza's physique. Especially in the area of the belly. People seemed in awe of her enlarged abdomen.
Yet, whenever I would point out my own belly and the growth it was experiencing, people simply shook their heads and looked away. They thought my physical change was simply the result of one too many pieces of pizza, or the occasional donut... dozen.
Well... they were right.
But, to those people who scoffed at my belly, insisting that it was the result of gluttony-- I say "Nay!"
It was in fact the paternal "nesting" instinct kicking in.
Yesterday, Joli threw a hissy fit everytime we layed her in the crib. It was only when I layed her on the soft, relaxing rolls of my belly that she finally calmed down and, eventually, fell into a deep sleep.
It appears that my belly is a perfectly designed infant "bean-bag". She actually curled around it, using my love handles the way the good lord intended them to be used.
So, I sit now-- scarfing down a couple of donuts --doing the work that only a father can do... expanding the bean bag.
Ya know, throughout the pregnancy, much was made of the changes in Liza's physique. Especially in the area of the belly. People seemed in awe of her enlarged abdomen.
Yet, whenever I would point out my own belly and the growth it was experiencing, people simply shook their heads and looked away. They thought my physical change was simply the result of one too many pieces of pizza, or the occasional donut... dozen.
Well... they were right.
But, to those people who scoffed at my belly, insisting that it was the result of gluttony-- I say "Nay!"
It was in fact the paternal "nesting" instinct kicking in.
Yesterday, Joli threw a hissy fit everytime we layed her in the crib. It was only when I layed her on the soft, relaxing rolls of my belly that she finally calmed down and, eventually, fell into a deep sleep.
It appears that my belly is a perfectly designed infant "bean-bag". She actually curled around it, using my love handles the way the good lord intended them to be used.
So, I sit now-- scarfing down a couple of donuts --doing the work that only a father can do... expanding the bean bag.
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