Tuesday, October 27, 2009

The Newest Family Member

You probably thought adding one new family member recently was enough. We did, too. However, our family was recently adopted by an opossum. At least, he has set up residence in our garage.

It all started last Wednesday. I went to throw a bag of trash into our garbage can. Two beady eyes were looking up at me. So I shut the lid on that can, wheeled it out to the driveway, and told the opossum to "run free." Unbeknown to me, he freely ran right back into our garage.

Around 3AM on Saturday evening Scott was taking a shift with the baby. He went outside to get a drink out of the fridge in the garage. Instead, he was unhappily greeted by our newest family member leaping out of the garbage can.

We now know a few things about our new resident. Our opossum is living up on the storage shelf above our garage doors. He and Buford (our cat) seem to be getting along fine, since I keep finding Buford hanging out on the same shelf. According to animal control, he, like all opossums, is docile (good news) and doesn't carry disease (very good news). Also, according to animal control, they will come and help us get him out of the garage (more good news), but they aren't allowed to relocate him (not so good news). If animal control releases him into our yard, our opossum will be back in our garage the first chance he gets (definitely bad news).

Now we are trying to catch him and relocate him ourselves. Our first attempt, luring him with cat food, was unsuccessful. We will try again tonight. So while we continue our opposum hunting, I don't recommend trying to steal anything from our garage. We have a new, furry night watchman keeping an eye on the place.

That is life in the stroller lane. Lots of love.

Monday, October 19, 2009

What's in a Name?

Let me sidetrack before I even get started. We went to the real photographer last week. Click Here to see the pictures. Just enter any name and any email address (no need for a real one) to see the pictures. TRUST ME THEY ARE WORTH THE VIEW!!!


We have (rightfully) been asked many times, what exactly we are calling Michael Perry? Is he Michael? Or Perry? Or Mike? Or MP? Or Junior? Or ???

The truth is we haven't fully decided. We needed a name for the birth certificate to leave the hospital. We accomplished that and indeed love the name we chose. The fact it is a tribute to both grandfathers is the extra bonus. The hospital didn't require that we decide which name or nickname we were going to use everyday. So we didn't. A month later we still are figuring it out.

Being that we live in the south - where Mary Sue and Billy Bob sound right - we usually call him Michael Perry. But two names and 4 syllables is a bit of a mouthful, so sometimes we call him just Michael or occasionally just Perry. And despite the fact that he isn't truly a junior, we find ourselves calling him Junior. So the short is, we don't have just one name for our son - we have quite a few. I'm sure by this time next year it will be all figured out. Until then, you have carte blanche to use the name you like best.

That is life in the stroller lane. Lots of love.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Creatures of the Night

I am starting to think early Fall is the ideal time to have a baby. With all the Halloween hoopla and talk of creatures of the night, Michael Perry and I feel right at home. We are up with the bats and the werewolves. And like Dracula, Michael Perry searches throughout the night for a woman to host his next meal - though his search is to me, his drink of choice is milk, and his cape is a burp cloth. And with my lack of sleep right now, I'm sure those around me could describe me as a witch (or a similar word starting with "b"). We have fully embraced the Halloween spirit!!!

The the Halloween season also means Michael Perry is one month old. It is hard to believe that a month has passed. He is doing fantastic. He had his check up and weighed in at 8 lbs., 5 oz. To you, it may not sound like much. To us, it is huge. He was only 5 lbs., 9 oz. the day he came home from the hospital. All those nighttime feedings are doing the trick.

And when the little guy isn't feeding, he is doing all the things a newborn should. He is dirtying plenty of diapers, growing like a weed, checking out the world around him, and getting more active every day. He even, amazingly, rolled over at only 3 weeks old. Now that he weighs a little more, he seems to have lost that skill. Jaley was the same way - rolled over incredibly early - then didn't do it again for over a month.

As for me, I am feeling better and better.
While I still have pain, I am back to my old self (except those pregnancy pounds). I am out of bed and back to exercise. I am running the house and carpooling the kids. I am even back to laundry and house cleaning - though I didn't much miss those. I have an appointment with a pelvic pain specialist in two weeks, and from there we will figure out where my treatment goes. However, there are no complaints from me. If this is as good as it gets, it is plenty good enough for me.

And not to exclude the rest of the family, the girls and Scott are doing fantastic, too. Sarah is winding down the soccer season. Jaley is starting art classes next week. And by the time you read this, the new product line on which Scott has been working for 5 years will have launched to customers. Like I said, life is plenty good enough for me.

That is life in the stroller lane. Lots of love.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Party of Five

We are settling in as a family of five. Scott and I have officially switched from the man-to-man defense to zone. Three weeks in and our defensive line is holding.

I'm sure this will change, but the jump from 2 to 3 kids has gone smoother than then jump from 1 to 2. Scott and I long ago gave up any expectations of quiet in the house, watching anything other than cartoons, sleeping through the night, or life without chaos. While we have a brand new baby in the house, we are operating under the same set of expectations.

As for Michael Perry, he is growing fast. According to my marginally accurate home scale, he over 7 pounds. As often as he is nursing that comes as no surprise to me. Now we just have to get him to the magic 10 pound mark. At that weight 3AM feedings move from mandatory to optional (though that is at the option of the baby not me).

I know that raising a boy will be very different from a girl, but right now the only major difference stems from diapering. No matter how fast I am, I am destined to get sprinkled once and a while. Plus diapers on boys leak in totally different places than diapers on girls.

Overall Michael Perry is doing great. He is healthy and really a good baby, though Scott would exclude a couple of hours last night in that assessment. Scott takes a shift in the evening and Nana has been entertaining the girls. These are things that make my job as mommy so much easier.

As for the girls, they are transitioning well into having a baby in the house. Before Jaley arrived, the world revolved around Sarah. So a baby's arrival was quite the transition. This time they are both used to life with a sibling. Instead of being a negative, Michael Perry means they have one more person to play with (soon) and new boy toys in the house. Plus we are already celebrating the month of Halloween - so that is helping to keep the girls smiling.



Mimi and Poppa stopped by for another visit on their way home to Florida. There was no way they were leaving NC without one more visit with their newest grandchild. In just two days, they showered Sarah, Jaley, and Michael Perry with enough love and snuggles to last until their next visit in December.


That is life in the stroller lane. Lots of love.