Stay-at-home dad day

posted by Jeff | Tuesday, September 14, 2010, 2:55 PM | comments: 0

Diana felt it coming last night, and it hit hard this morning: Diana is officially sick. It seems on the scale of bad cold, and not outright flu, so hopefully it's not serious. We've got a plane to catch this weekend!

In any case, she's on Simon probation, so I called in a sick day to look after the boy. As you might imagine, I hate it. ;) He's been really good today so far, aside from some too-short naps. He did stay asleep long enough this morning for me to shower and go out for formula (and Cherry Coke). But he's eating well, waking up happy, and playing happily.

Some of his new big-ticket items arrived today, coincidentally. First was a new stroller that's a bit more portable for travel. The big Graco did OK going to LA, but it's a certifiable pain in the ass going through security with that thing, since it can't be X-ray'd. The new one is lighter, collapses smaller and does fit in the X-ray machines. It also has a nice cover so it won't get grossed up in the cargo holds. With three more plane trips this year for the boy, I think it's worth it. Plus, it won't be the only thing you can put in Diana's trunk.

We also got a new car seat, since he's getting real close to not fitting his original one. Simon is still 90th percentile on length, which is a pain in the ass. The new seat works forward and reverse facing, but developmentally, I believe he has to stay rear facing until he's a year old. His current seat will never last that long at the rate he's going.

The classic parent stories tossed at you are about how they grow so fast and grow out of clothes and what not, but wow, it's a lot worse when you have an enormous baby. He's outgrowing expensive things like car seats, sure, but this six-month-old is wearing 12-month clothes. I was prepared for the cost of formula when the breastfeeding didn't work out, but the equipment costs continue to surprise me.

That sounds like bitching and moaning, but it's not. Every penny we have to spend for that little guy is totally worth it. The "work" involved with caring for him doesn't feel like work most of the time (unless he's exceptionally crabby), and I smile a lot more because of him. I can't get enough of him, and will happily use my sick time for him as needed!


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