Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Dr. J
Thanks to all of you visited us, called us, texted us, emailed us, sent flowers and sent messenger pigeons while we were bringing little- well, not so little Killian J. Kling into this world (another angel born into the city of angels.) We love and appreciate each of you and all of your well wishes and messages of love. Natalie, Killian and I thank you all from the bottom of our hearts.
Now that I'm a father, I've already taken more photos than necessary and want to apologize in advance for any excess of those, as well as for any over emotional gushing that this blog may- er- will carry from this point forward. Cheers!
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
1.5
Went to the Doctor… are those lyrics to a Beatle’s song- maybe Rolling Stones? Anyway, went to the Doctor yesterday. Nat is officially dilated. 1.5 cm to be precise- or at least as precise as the Dr. appeared to be, which still I’m a bit dubious about. I mean, I didn’t see him stick a ruler up there or anything to measure, so how he knows for sure is a bit beyond me. Also a bit beyond me is the fact that while the Dr. was…uh- you know, in there- he said he was touching the baby’s head. How crazy is that?! Well, it’s really crazy if you think about it. And that’s what I’ve been doing- thinking about it, so I know how crazy it is.
Well just wanted to post the fact that Natalie was beginning to dilate and that the little one is on its way. Interestingly enough, to “dilate on,” means to write or speak at length about something, which as you know is something we sometimes do on this here blog. It’s what I’m doing now, or maybe not. I’ve run out of things to say. Except I figured out what lyrics I was thinking of. I’ll leave you with them, the profound musings of The Indigo Girls- “…I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains…”
Well just wanted to post the fact that Natalie was beginning to dilate and that the little one is on its way. Interestingly enough, to “dilate on,” means to write or speak at length about something, which as you know is something we sometimes do on this here blog. It’s what I’m doing now, or maybe not. I’ve run out of things to say. Except I figured out what lyrics I was thinking of. I’ll leave you with them, the profound musings of The Indigo Girls- “…I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains…”
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Joel's baby registry:
I just wanted to take this moment and thank all of you who have been so considerate and thoughtful in giving us such wonderful gifts to help us with our preparations for the new arrival!
But now, let’s take a moment to think about what we really could have used, that for some reason or another remained off people’s radar. Here’s a top-ten list:
1) Noise reducing headphones: (Around ear Quiet Comfort acoustic noise canceling headphones, to be specific.) For those of you who aren’t aware, babies are quite capable of producing a lot of…“acoustic noise”– hence noise reducing headphones. Ah-ha!
2) Portable DVD player: If our child is anything like my nephew Fin, this actually should be number one on the list. Now we can all watch Thomas the Train till we go Toot-toot!
3) More hours in the day. Don’t they sell gift certificates for these yet?
4) More diapers: sure there’s a zillion super cute baby outfits out there, irresistible to any and every soon to be grandmother – but the only outfit that matters to me, are the ones that hold the heavy loads. We live in Southern California for crying out loud, who needs clothes?
4-a) A live-in diaper service. I’ve never changed a diaper in my life. I’d like to keep it that way. PLEASE!
4-b) Actually, a live-in diaper/maid service: in addition to “acoustic noise,” and poop, babies also make messes far disproportionate to their size.
6) External hard-drive. You think there are a lot of pictures now? Wait until the little photogenic freak is born! You think all those gigs of jpegs and gifs are going to fit on my hard-drive? Think again.
7) A Valium prescription. Do I need to elaborate?
8) A membership to 24hour Fitness. For the missus – you know- ;)
9) Tom Selleck, Ted Danson, and Steve Guttenberg. Why not learn from the masters?
10) That damn storks head on a plate!
But now, let’s take a moment to think about what we really could have used, that for some reason or another remained off people’s radar. Here’s a top-ten list:
1) Noise reducing headphones: (Around ear Quiet Comfort acoustic noise canceling headphones, to be specific.) For those of you who aren’t aware, babies are quite capable of producing a lot of…“acoustic noise”– hence noise reducing headphones. Ah-ha!
2) Portable DVD player: If our child is anything like my nephew Fin, this actually should be number one on the list. Now we can all watch Thomas the Train till we go Toot-toot!
3) More hours in the day. Don’t they sell gift certificates for these yet?
4) More diapers: sure there’s a zillion super cute baby outfits out there, irresistible to any and every soon to be grandmother – but the only outfit that matters to me, are the ones that hold the heavy loads. We live in Southern California for crying out loud, who needs clothes?
4-a) A live-in diaper service. I’ve never changed a diaper in my life. I’d like to keep it that way. PLEASE!
4-b) Actually, a live-in diaper/maid service: in addition to “acoustic noise,” and poop, babies also make messes far disproportionate to their size.
6) External hard-drive. You think there are a lot of pictures now? Wait until the little photogenic freak is born! You think all those gigs of jpegs and gifs are going to fit on my hard-drive? Think again.
7) A Valium prescription. Do I need to elaborate?
8) A membership to 24hour Fitness. For the missus – you know- ;)
9) Tom Selleck, Ted Danson, and Steve Guttenberg. Why not learn from the masters?
10) That damn storks head on a plate!
Monday, May 7, 2007
Saturday, May 5, 2007
Getting to know the mocking bird
It's 5:15 am, and I have yet to fall asleep. I've peed 18 times, eaten left over chicken, drinken some apple juice, fixed steamed milk, read "Baby Talk" magazine, downloaded photos, put together the baby swing, surfed the net and I'm still up staring blankly at the computer screen. I guess I should get used to it, but I can't help but feeling a little bit guilty, like I'm keeping myself up, because I am so freakin' excited! I can't believe our baby could be arriving anytime in the next 2 weeks. I can't stop thinking about it. It's amazing. I feel like I can't wait another minute to meet this little moving worm inside of me. Who is he/she? What will they look like? I can't wait to hold its hand, and its little foot. I want to bathe it and play with it and talk to it. I want to look into its eyes and tell it what a great journey this is. My stomach has butterflies at the thought that this is really happening. I don't mean to romanticize it, because I know it will be full of its challenges, but I am so ready to meet this kid, it's ridiculous. Until then, I'm getting to know the patterns of the bird calls outside our window during the early morning hours, and staring at the changing table, and adding things to the hospital bag, and delighting in the awe of this perfect unfolding......
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