More about Henry

Hi there,

So we're two weeks in and still alive. Actually, we definitely measure things in weekends, when we have to switch to a zone defense*. In any case, everyone is still doing well and we've only had to discipline the older boys once each for hitting Henry (their contacts with Henry have been about 1/34 violent so far...not too bad).

Henry is coming along nicely. After a couple of days at the start of DEMANDING BETTER FOOD NOW, like a new hospital patient, Holly's milk came in and he became a lot happier. He is a good eater and, after a snack, routinely spends long blocks of time quiet (or at least hiccupping) with his eyes open. This is something I don't remember the last one doing much early on (what do you call that, black-coloured glasses?). Henry also likes being held by pretty much anybody, as long as he's not hungry.

Sleep-wise, Henry does really well. We've broken the rules a bit by letting him have a couple of extra-long sleeps, but his weight and bodily functions are right on track so we're not too concerned about sacrificing a feeding for more parental functionality. The trouble is coercing Henry to sleep. He doesn't seem that soothable at this point...at least not the rocking/shushing variety. Holly's had some success with this sort of soothing, but after punishing him with a typhoon of breast milk. For me, it's all about walking and wearing (thankfully, the October weather has been more than accommodating!!!). I should have a pedometer.

Given that this is our last go-around with babies, we are breaking our own mould by trying to dress Henry in things other than sleepers as much as possible. You know what, babies look pretty cute in all these baby clothes! I look back at how many pictures we have of Max and Leo in sleeper after sleeper and it's kind of funny.

Here are some more pictures of our cutie-pie:

*Actually, this line (which I've heard from a few people now) got me thinking that with a much larger family, we could use some other defensive alignment analogies from the sporting world. I'd love to say that we'd have to employ the neutral zone trap, the Tampa 2, taxi, 40 minutes of hell, a shallow outfield, or a nickel package. Given a bit more time or energy, I could figure out how those would translate to parenting but for right now, I just think they'd be fun to say.