May 11 2010
Day 2
Here we are at the end of Day 2 in the life of E.C. Diehl, and things are still going quite well. We decided to take Little E out to Nana and Papa’s house, as well as a trip to Babies R Us and Jimmy Johns for lunch. We concluded things with a stop at Starbucks. A few people recognized that we were carrying around a newborn, and a couple even asked how old he was. It was a little odd to respond, “One day.” Had we delivered at Prentice, we would have probably still been at the hospital. Score one for homebirth, I guess.
Elliott did a good job with being in the car, though he didn’t really like being strapped into his carseat. The one we have right now seems a bit too big for him, so we might end up switching it out for our other, smaller seat that we used with Jonah. We’ll see.
He also had his first bath today, and predictably hated it. Jonah did a nice job with helping out, but Elliott definitely wasn’t having any of bath time. Once he got out and dry, he was OK though.
Grandma and Grandpa Diehl came by pretty much as soon as he was out of his bath. He was mostly asleep or half-asleep the whole time, so my Mom didn’t really get a chance to see his eyes, which she wanted to see. There will be time enough for that, I suppose.
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Just got back from giving him 2 oz. of formula, changing a poopy diaper (still meconium) and changing his outfit because he peed all over me. Good times.
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A few words about Jonah: He seems to be adapting OK, though he is definitely a little more manic when people come to visit. Not sure if this is a call for attention or what, but he seems to slip into a higher gear for sheer entertainment purposes in order for people to notice him too. Maybe it’s just my imagination. Anyway, everyone who comes to visit pays a lot of attention to him, so I assume he’s not feeling too neglected. Plus he’s cleaned up on big-brother gifts, so he’s pretty pleased with that. My parents gave him a big milk truck that he’s now enamored with.
One other note on Jonah — for a while he would say, “I not like you!” to me. When I asked why not, he would say, “Me not know,” or “I don’t know.” Sometimes it would be accompanied by him hitting me. He also bit me last month. Not sure where that came from or why he thought that, but fortunately it seems to have been a phase that he has now grown out of. I think I also encouraged it by asking, “Do you love me?” to which he would respond, “No.” For a little while, I would show people and they would sort of laugh, which probably encouraged the response. I’ve avoided doing that lately and we seem to get along pretty good now. Needless to say, I won’t be testing him there any time soon.
