Gene is, touch wood, a relatively quite little tacker, just waiting for that 3-6week start of colic.. sigh, it can't be this heavenly always right?
D and I finally did the 'Baby Bunting' store shop. it's amazing how much you can spend.. one should just check their credit cards in at the door, and that's just the small stuff we needed on top of all the fantastic baby-wrangling equipment we inherited from Greg and Edyta (again, many thanks to you guys!)We ended up getting one of those convertible change-table/bath combos, the set up we've been using just isn't working for us in the flat with the items we've got (emptying the bath is doing our backs), Dave justified the expense that once we've finished using it for Gene he has a bike cleaning work-bench (oy!)
Annabel, thanks for that link to the yiddish jumpsuit site, methinks Dave will be very interested!
Sayr, sorry not to let you know... kinda knew you were round the corner, but we were trying desperately to minimise the amount of peeps coming to visit at the hospital, -hey, I've got a six-week check-up with my obs at the Freemasons, perhaps if you aren't busy we could catch up that day? -I'll email you..
Okay, 'nuff of the chit-chat.. I'll get onto the pics...
Here's Gene under the phototherapy lamps while he was jaundiced, looking like a true St Kilda fashionista getting his 'solarium tan', although, it's more like an 'untan' as it is used to help eliminate the bilirubin build-up (that made him bright yellow).... (yeah, I know, I'm a medsci geek...)
Gene wrapped up in his 'going home' gear, I was so excited to get him out of the phototherapy crib! he's wearing a matching hat and cardy, and wrapped in a bunny rug his grandma made him.
This image was taken about 5 mins after we arrived home, (those 5 mins were while we waited for Hintele to calm down a bit), he was curious, but very good (the dog that is) Actually, much to my surprise, Hinty has been fantastic, I really thought I'd have jealousy troubles with him, as he's been the sole source of my attention since I got him, but he's adjusting to his lower rank in the pack really well, he knows that my lap is a no-go zone when I'm feeding Gene, but he's allowed to sit on the seat next to us. and he gets lots of pats afterwards as a reward... Touch wood this is a continuing trend.
Music soothes the savage beast....
Well, Gene's not really savage, but the sleep deprivation of two noob parents desperately trying to get their son off to sleepy-bo-bos kinda is.. Gene seems to really like Dave playing the piano. I got a small vid of Dave playing, but I'm not sure how to post videos on this blog (still learning this thing)..
Gene was also really attentive last night when Dave started playing the tuba, I know he's just kinda newborn, but he really did look like he was concentrating on the sound and was very curious about the big bright brassy thing that was being waved around infront of him. I dunno, perhaps it was just wind, isn't that what 'they' say about babies?
This is a pic my mum took of Gene yesterday, it's a typical 'cute' look, as if to say, 'are you gonna just stand there taking pics of me, or are you gonna give me tit?' Seems I'm just a food machine for my son. sigh.
This is what happens after he gets fed.. (the hat was bought by Dave from the front reception of the Maternity unit at the Freemasons, all the nurses seemed to go wild about it, I reckon it's pretty cute too! :D )
