I have the best girl in the world

’cause I came home from a hard day’s work and she made me this:

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Succulent. Beef. Ribs. With 2 kinds of BBQ sauce. HEAVEN!

Noah – 1 month old

If you really want to feel time passing by, have a baby. I can’t believe it’s been a month already.

“Feed me NOW!!!”

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We introduced the bottle this week. He took to it like a dog to a bone. (I find that baby training is very similar to the puppy training, except that I can’t tempt Noah with scooby snacks.)

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He hasn’t given us a real social smile yet, but sometimes right after a feeding he closes his eyes and gives a little one.

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Noah’s tío y tía (uncle & aunt) came for a visit.

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Faces of Terror!

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Noah, week 4

It was the longest month, it was the shortest month. I don’t think I’ve tried to form as many long-term memories at any time in my life as I have in the past 4 weeks. What a ride! Speaking of rides, Noah loves his new ‘gandulina’*… especially when you rock it hard like it was possessed by a devil. I’d be scared of flying out of the thing, but he falls asleep. (*Spanish for ‘Lazy-boy’)

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To all those who told me that having a baby was so much more difficult than raising a puppy… wrong! Like I said, you don’t know Jack. Literally. My dog Jackson had a ridiculous case of separation anxiety as a puppy — howling and whining and keeping me up all night long, destroying the house whenever I went away, and he a bad tummy to boot so I was constantly cleaning up after his vomit and loose poop. It took nearly a year for him to get over most of it. And have I mentioned his drooling? So I’m sorry to disappoint you, but Noah is a walk in the park compared to the Jack-beast.

Thanks to Alex & Becky for the awesome tee.

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Noah got a bit of ‘baby acne’ all over, mostly on his face and chest. Excess hormones from the breastmilk. It’ll go away and it doesn’t seem to bother him much, except for looking like a teenager 13 years too soon.

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Los abuelos [the grandparents] flew in from Spain last week (and boy, were their arms tired). That means it’s family picture time!

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Sporty Dad!

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Noah, week 3

3 weeks already! Feels like 3 months. Probably because I’ve been awake so much with all the late night feeding & fussing. But it also feels very natural, and still tons of fun. In some ways I’m tempted to fast-forward to a time when he can speak so that I can understand what he’s thinking. But in other ways I wish he’d stay the same for a while longer, because I know that by the time I get used to things he’ll already be onto the next stage.

This week we discovered that he loves taking baths. Which is great, because I bought a floating pirate cove playset for the bathtub and I’ve been wanting to play with it (er, I mean give it to Noah to play with). He still doesn’t like “tummy time” very much, but he’s getting better at it. And I’ve learned that I can multi-task around the house with Noah in my arm (thank you, bicep curls!).

Noah, the Couch Potato:

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Bath time!

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Tummy time

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Soup a la baby

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Noah, week 2

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This is Noah in one of his cuddle-dry towels, taken while we were “top & tailing” him with a nice sponge bath. He’s got a cold now, and he projectile vomits once every/other day, so he needs a good cleaning. Even though he hates being cold & naked.

He’s feeding like a champion, already up to 3.75 kg, more than recovering the weight dip after birth. Except for the cold and adjusting our feeding/burping patterns to help keep his food down, he’s doing great.

Being a Dad is interesting. I think Dads get the baby when they’re most cranky. He’s quiet with Mamalicious because she’s got the food, and when he’s sleeping. So what’s a Dad left with? Nappy changes, bath time, hungry, and bored/lonely. None of them being an enjoyable state for the baby. Still, I don’t mind. Noah’s the cutest little pirate peanut and if it means rocking & singing his favourite lullaby (“Hard Day’s Night”) when he cries between 2-3am, then it’s my privilege to be the one who gets to do it.

Noah, Week 1

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Santa has delivered a bundle of Noah pictures

I know you’ve been naughty, that’s why they’re late.  Click the following link: http://picasaweb.google.com/LondonMitch/NoahLondon#

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Noah’s birth day video

Video – Noah waking up from his first nap

More baby Noah pics

Ready for my close-up!

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Mother & child.

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The Prisoner, the early years.

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The Pirate Santa (“Garrrr”)

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Santa’s Mini-Me

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The whole family, December 2009

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