this is a really nice time (2 months old)

11/9/21

something I thought was cute yesterday, we just had daylight savings so it’s one hour later than usual, and our phones changed but our microwave and oven clocks didn’t change, and I was telling R, maybe let’s leave it that way so when we find out the real time  after looking at the oven and thinking it’s later, we’re relieved that we have an extra hour, and he told me he was thinking the same thing lol

when I opened the window today, there were so many dead leaves outside rustling around in the wind that at first I thought it was running water- it made the same sound.

11/12/21

around 10:30 AM: think I just heard his first laugh, it was only 1-2 seconds, in his sleep.

I think it’s cute: when me and R are not watching TV together- we watch the bad stuff. Like I’m watching by myself right now so I picked this romantic movie called The Knight Before Christmas lol. And when I wasn’t there recently, he was watching this bad Keanu Reeves movie about a guy who clones his whole family after they die in an accident. But then when we’re together, we watch stuff we really like that gets us excited: 30 Rock, currently. Before, it was Stranger Things, Glow Up, etc.

I feel like…even though I’m like over the moon about work staying remote (boss announced it recently), I won’t be able to really, fully appreciate all the time I’m going to get to spend with my son – my only child- until he grows up and I look back on it.

last night or the other night, I was thinking about SIDS: like, if all of Medicine can’t explain why some babies just die suddenly, for no apparent reason…I think babies must inhabit a totally different world than us. Like…they must not see anything the way we see it, or experience anything like how we think they do.

R said something so special tonight, it came out of nowhere it seemed like to me. He was holding Hunter, playing/comforting him, and I was just putting all the condiments back in the fridge (we had hot dogs for dinner) and he walked into the kitchen holding Hunter and without any segue was like, “We’re so lucky we get to hold him close like this right now” and I looked at Baby all fat and soft and cuddly in R’s arms. R continued, “When he grows up, like when he’s 15, he probably won’t want us to hold him like this anymore. I know it’s stressful sometimes but…this is a really nice time.”