Sup Angelina Brolie, Bro Naimith, Bro Paterno

this blog ud mostly with my right hand because i got a baby wuth the left. life is kind of interesting being a dasd. here are some thoughts and feelings about everytginh including some things about baby jimmer.

-it was so neat seeing him come out. many probably know that i really strygglr with blood, needles, and stuff like that. but i was able tyo watch the water break and go everlywhere. i watched the head come out, while helping emmy push obviously. my ange wasnt very good, so i first thought it was a small head, then saw a bigger head and then the arm and shoulders, and he was/is a big baby. i might ber qrong but i think dallas was the biggest in my family and he was 8 lbs 6 oz. jimmer came out at 8 lbs 13 oz. well actually thats wgat he weighed after pooping 6 times before he was put on the scale. the doctor thinks he lost 5 or 6 oz with that. emmys family is used to big babies, her one bro was 11 lbs 6 oz! look at me talk and be all interested in weight of babies, defintely not a conversation topic i wasnt interested in before emmy got pregnant.

anyway, it was such an amazing experience seeing him for the forst time andthen seeing the doctor rake out the gunk in his mouth and then hearing his voice. He opened his eyes and saw his dad for the first time. That was neat. The whole experience was just so special.

(got 2 hands again)

-I don't think Jimmer knows that he's a newborn. Emmy's family all say he's a super active baby. The other day he rolled over his whole body except his head, he couldn't quite figure that out. He's so rythmic when he's eating, Emmy sings songs to the rythme he provides. He's a night owl, he likes to stay up late and doesn't really want to sleep the whole night. This is all probably the same with every newborn I'm sure, just sharing observations about this kid. A few positions he really likes to be in: sitting up (with our help of course) and being over my shoulder. He lifts his eyebrows a lot- that's a cute look. He gives kisses already (I'll have to post a video of that sometime). When he roots he goes all out and really lets you know he's hungry. And when he's actually eating he reminds me of the cookie monster. He handles stress differently than most people. When he was circumsized he did awesome, didn't cry or anything. But once he realized what happened as he was being cleaned afterwards, he pooped, peed, and spit up at the same time. The pediatric said that was a first for him. He does that a lot when he gets excited/frantic when he gets changed or have a bath. Again, all probably normal newborn stuff...but I don't know that! He growls and grunts a lot...and I mean it. Sometimes he growls or grunts like he's having a conversation. He's very flexible and if he had it his way he would go his whole life with keeping his legs up in a frog position. I try to stretch out his legs for him once a day because the frog position has gotta be uncomfortable! His smiles are cute, it'll be fun when it's not just gas that causes them. He squeels sometimes when he's upset. Emmy likes getting the boogies out of his nose, it's so satisfying to her, maybe I'm missing out.

Um, this parenting thing aint so bad. It's still kind of weird to be a dad. The sleep loss...well that just stinks. But he's a pretty cool kid who knows it. He's got a cute chin and a really nice profile. Even though we did it, it's just strange to me that you go to the hospital as just you and your wife, and then you leave with a baby...someone who's totally dependent on you. I'm giving a talk in a few weeks about this, about how his total dependence on me and Emmy is like our total dependence on the Savior.

Anyway, cool kid, he's fun. He's a handful, but he grows cooler by the day. Hopefully he thinks his dad is cool too. He better, I change that kid's diapers, he better be grateful. I thanked my mom the other day for dealing with me as a newborn, though I'm sure I was easy.

Wow, that was a long post. I've been blogging a lot. We don't leave the house much these days, so there ya go.