Sorry I haven't written more. It's a combination of a new computer, which therefore leaves my pictures on my old computer, and the fact that I have a baby now. Most times when I have some time to myself, I tend to just play some games to relax. Relaxing is important.
You know what else is important? Teeth. Some of you have heard that when Jess went to the dentist a few weeks after Tyler was born, and discovered to her shock and surprise that she had 7 cavities, especially given that 6 months prior, she was completely clean. Evidently this is a pretty common occurrence for pregnant women, as so many of their nutrients get sapped away by their little parasite.
We managed to get the cavities filled all at once while Mom Swanson was here to watch Tyler, but unfortunately the saga doesn't end there. A little while after that, one of her teeth started hurting, so she went into the dentist again to get it looked at. Turns out one of the fillings didn't bond correctly, so they had to make another appointment to redo the filling.
That was last Thursday, and keep in mind that every time Jess goes in for one of these appointments, I have to take over Tyler. He's been spending a lot of time in the office, though fortunately he mostly just curls up in the sling and falls asleep for hours. It lets me get back to work once he lets go of my pinkie. It's a little nerve-wracking, though, when he starts to cry. I don't want to bring the office to a standstill, so I'm getting very efficient at baby-soothing when at the office. Quick bottles and diaper changes, as well as walking in the hallways away from people's offices, is the order of the day. Makes work a little more stressful knowing that I have this time bomb strapped to my chest, not to mention that going to the bathroom with a sleeping baby on you is an exercise in one-handed dexterity.
Not so stressful as for Jess, though, because her tooth adventures aren't over. The tooth they fixed was better, but the one behind it started hurting, and much worse. Jess was trying to tough it out (I don't know why she does this) but I had to put the hammer down when she sneezed and nearly jumped out of her skin. She said she thought the tooth had come out of her jaw. She puts the pain level at 13 on the ten point scale and this from a woman who just went through *labor*. I don't know why *I* had to be the one to insist on calling the dentist. They called in a prescription for an anti-inflammatory and Jess has been taking plenty of Advil to help with the pain, but it's not been fun.
So she went into the dentist today and they tried to do their best to fix the problem, leveling out the tooth, but even after 4 shots of Novocaine, the tooth still hurt to push on, so the dentist didn't want to do anything. Jess has another appointment with the Entomologist (root canal doctor, I think) tomorrow morning, so I'll take at least part of the day off to take care of Tyler. Depending on how everything goes, she may have to take a Taxi back home, but with any luck, this will be the end of a pretty horrible stint in tooth pain. Those of you who have gone through it before can attest: no fun at all.
We got a new, fancy camera, which is nice, though I haven't pulled any of the pictures down yet. It's a DSLR, which I mostly like because I can now flip a switch and have it just snap pictures, 3 a second, for a good long while. Great for capturing fleeting baby-face moments.
We're starting some early experiments to see if we can get Tyler on a sleep schedule. He already has a bedtime, but he naps kind of whenever he feels like it. So far it's been all over the place, but he's a little early for a baby schedule yet. He's not quite even two months old yet. Getting bigger all the time, though. And cuter. He makes cute smiley faces, gets really leg-kick excited when daddy comes home, and really enjoys his new toy: a blanket with a bunch of toys and rattles suspended above. He's started smacking at the objects, another important developmental milestone. He also flips over from belly to back a heck of a lot more readily, and is a champion at holding up his head. So advanced! The smartest and strongest baby in the world. I credit my genes.
Bedtime for Tyler. Wish Jessie luck tomorrow!
-N
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