14 Weeks 5 Days Old

  I overheard someone yesterday say that the pain of being kicked in the crotch is like giving birth multiple times.  I couldn’t tell if he was serious or just trying to get everyone around him riled up.  Myself included. 

  I’m fortunate enough to say that I have never really been kicked in the crotch and I certainly won’t be giving birth so I guess I have nothing to compare it to.  Except for the fact that I watched my wife for the 30 or so hours it took her to bring Von Bebe into the world.  I watched my wife, immobile with pain through each contraction.  I felt her tightening grip with every push until 7:31am on January 9^th. 

   I’ve also seen a fair number of guys take it in the crotch.  In fact, you can too.  Just go to youtube and type “kicked in the crotch”.  Nevermind, here it is.

   It does appear to be quite painful.  But in almost every case, it appears as though the guy can get up after a couple of minutes and go about his business.  Except for the fact that there is an embarrassing video of him getting kicked in the crotch for all the world to see on Youtube. 

   Now that I have a child, I am sure that at some point I may get a chance to experience this pain.  I’ll put that off as long as humanly possible.

   Meanwhile, to all you guys complaining that getting kicked in the crotch is equal to or worse than the pain of giving birth, try getting kicked in the crotch every 2 minutes for 6 straight hours.  And if you still think getting kicked in the crotch is more painful than childbirth, you are a total ass.

Enough of that rant, here’s a video of Von Bebe talking up a storm.  And her parents acting like total dorks.

14 Weeks Old

  We feel fortunate because the little one sleeps like a champ… usually.  And almost like clockwork.  We all go to bed around 9pm.  She’ll get up around 1am for a feeding and then promptly go back to bed.  Then she’ll get up again for another feeding around 5am.  And each time she goes back to sleep with little fuss.  And on top of this awesomeness, she hardly has a dirty diaper through the night.  (Which makes for very interesting morning bowel movements, but that’s another story)

   This was not the case last night.  She was up several times through the night and didn’t go right back to sleep.  And it seems like each time required a new diaper. 

   Now I fully realize that our worst night may be another family’s best night and that we should be grateful.  But this doesn’t make it any easier when we expect her to do A, B and C but instead gives us X, Y and Z.  It feels a little like doing advanced calculus with only a basic understanding of arithmetic.  (Not that I’d know because I don’t think I’ve ever done advanced calculus)

   This is just Von Bebe changing it up on us.  It’ll help keep us on our toes for the days when she REALLY changes it up by sneaking out of the house at night. 

   Can’t.  Wait. 

It’s a good thing she’s so darn cute.