To Elijah on his First Week Anniversary

Feb 13, 2004 16:27

Normally this journal details vaguely improbable events of one being's rise to a position of ultimate power. Updates have of late been spotty because of the impending (and now past) birth of a child. I'm taking a momentary break from the usual updates to give you an unabashedly maudlin one. For those with sensitive eyes, the details are hidden ( Read more... )

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zrblm February 13 2004, 19:34:22 UTC
Again, woohoo!

How long did it take before that sweatshirt had its first baby-barf stain?

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Re: sargent February 14 2004, 08:42:05 UTC
He's been very good so far about not decorating me with the detritus of his digestion.

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Re: zrblm February 14 2004, 08:51:17 UTC
Give him time.

(I associate newborns with being thrown up on, mostly because when I was 7, and my parents first brought my sister home from the hospital, the first thing she did upon being placed in my arms was to throw up on my shirt. She hasn't done this recently, though, so nowadays we get along.)

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isquiesque February 13 2004, 20:39:21 UTC
That was wonderful, Sarge. Do you plan on writing to him often, throughout his youth, with the intent to show him later? If so, will you continue once he's literate, and will you keep them from him until a certain age?

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Re: sargent February 14 2004, 08:42:50 UTC
That's my plan. We'll see how good I am at it.

Of course if we have a second kid, he or she will just get hastily-scribbled sentences on post-its.

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jearl February 14 2004, 14:26:23 UTC
what is there to say, but Woot! many times, very softly and carefully.

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Don't it feel good? eviloompa February 23 2004, 21:46:08 UTC
Congrats again. Isn't being a father a pretty incredible feeling. I have a picture of Elizabeth and I almost exactly like that when she was still in the hospital.

I have a feeling that picture will come to mean as much to you as mine does to me.

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Re: Don't it feel good? sargent February 24 2004, 06:45:57 UTC
It feels pretty amazing, yeah.

My parents were with us the second week. They brought pictures of me from when I was born, so that I could be both sleepy *and* embarassed. One picture was of my dad nearly asleep in a rocking chair with me on his chest. It looked a lot like the one above. My parents talked about how much that picture meant to them.

So I'd say you're exactly right. I'm going to treasure that photo.

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