Fuzzy suit.
Grey and rainy outside. Baby just had a warm bath. Cosy and snug on a rainy spring morning, getting some pacification from Dad. Wish they made fuzzy suits for grown-ups.
Child’s pose.
They say not to let them sleep on their stomaches, but he just sort of flopped over when I wasn’t looking. And he looked so comfortable I couldn’t bear to turn him over.
Post-partum.
These are the moments in which you wish time to stand still. We sit on the deck, Ethan and I, and listen to the wind in the bamboo, and the birds… And I think, when this child grows up he’s going to have such an inexplicable love for the sounds of Austin birds – the … Continue reading
Baby’s first bath.
Today was Ethan’s “official” birth date. But instead, he’s five days old today. And he gets his first bath.
Ethan: The requisite birth story.
Ethan was born March 3rd, 5 days before his “official” due date. I’d been in to the doctor that morning and she seemed somewhat disappointed that I was only 1cm, if even that. She finished the exam suggesting that we begin thinking about our plan should I still be pregnant the following week – whether … Continue reading
Strawberry blonde fuzz.
Before Ethan was born, we liked to speculate on whether he would be a tow-head like I was or a red-head like Den. In fact, he was born a perfect blend of both – a color akin to our favorite Abita strawberry blonde ale.
Black and Sun 