It is officially official, I am a Dad! Our little baby boy, Miles Joseph Macedo was born at 3:59 PM on Sunday June 12th weighing 7 lbs and 14oz and 20.5 inches long. He is a beautiful little boy, and these last few days have been simply amazing. Sarah has done such an amazing job, from labor and delivery to being an awesome Mom!
The delivery was a long and hectic ordeal. Sarah started to have some contractions at around 4:00 PM Saturday. On Saturday night I was out to DJ an event, and had just gotten all the DJ equipment setup when I got the call from Sarah that she thought it was go time. We did have a bit of a back up plan for the gig, but the hecticness started once Sarah said it was time. I left everything setup, and sped home to get us packed up and out the door. I was a little crazy back at the house throwing things in the bag, running back and forth in the house, getting things put into the car. Sarah was pretty calm except when a contraction would hit, and she was bent over in pain. We headed to the hospital, they sent us home, we watched hours of Netflix(Sarah made us pause the movies during the contractions) and finally I had to get a few minutes of shut eye.
I was woken up by the yelling of Sarah at 3:00 AM that we were finally going to head back to the hospital. We finally got the green light for admission and headed to labor and delivery for 5:00 AM.
Sarah continued labor, and between contractions enjoyed a Red Sox victory over the Blue Jays. Miles was born right at the end of the game, to a Red Sox Victory! At 3:59 PM Miles was born.
The following days have been filled with adventure! My first attempt at daiper changing was a fiasco, including the new born black tar poo getting over the babies feet, and the changing station! I have learned a lot since then and Miles can be proud to have quite the expert of a diaper changer for a Dad! Sleep has been pretty hard to come by. Everything everyone said about sleep has been completely true. The only reason I even know what day of the week it is, is because the computer told me! We sleep in short bursts of only a few hours, and of course Miles likes to be awake at night. He is like a little vampire, once the sun goes down, his eyes pop open and he starts to make his cute little noises because he wants attention.
We have been home now for just over a day, and the pack has welcomed him home. Each animal has tried to get in their smell and a look at the new member, and Stanley even got in a successful lick of his feet. All in all the pack is happy to be a bit larger.
I am not really sure I am successfully describing how amazing this experience has been, but all I can say is it is like nothing else I have ever experienced, and I do look forward to our little addition to the tribe.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Now it is really almost go time
It's now really almost go time. As far as I am concerened, with Memorial Day Weekend here, the baby could come anytime now. Today it is official, the bun is "full term". Junior is full cooked, and as my father and law says, now is just a matter of medium or well done. By the way, I uaully order my steak meduim, so that could mean little junior is ready for the world sooner rather then later.
So we have a baby's room, clean sheets, clean baby cloths, clean diapers and a bunch of other stuff ready for junior! Thanks to some help from Aunt Emily, we have a car seat installed. We have packed the go bag. In fact pretty much everything on our todo list has been checked off! It is getting really exciting, and I don't really have to wait that much longer. I mean I know technically it could still be 3 additional weeks of waiting, but the excitement remains there.
We still don't know if the baby is a boy or girl, which is definately adding to the excitement of the due date. We will get to find out whose take home outfit gets to go on the baby, which by the way, even if I am wrong, I may put it on the baby anyway.
I am not sure the whole Dad thing has really hit me yet. I yelled at my dog yesterday (for throwing up on the rug). The poor dog probally could not help it, though I wished he had thrown up on the floor which is easier to clean. I think I got so mad because he through up because he drank the water too fast. I mean slow down, that water is always there, and if it runs out, we will get more for you. My cat literally did the same thing this morning, she ate her food too fast and through it up. Anyway, after I yelled at the dog, I felt a little bad, and then I thought about how one day, a child is going to say something back to me when I am trying the discipline it. When I say, don't wear your dirty shows on the rug, they will at some point know to say, but you have your shoes on. (even though my shoes will likely be clean).
I guess I have a bit of time to wait for the back talking, and battles of logic with a child about why certain things make sense, and others don't. Now that the car seat is installed, I realize that driving around with the child is going to be very distracting. How to you concentrate on the road when all you want to do is look at the little baby sleeping in the back seat, or the little one screaming at the top of their lungs in the back seat, either way a precious moment you won't want to miss!
So we have a baby's room, clean sheets, clean baby cloths, clean diapers and a bunch of other stuff ready for junior! Thanks to some help from Aunt Emily, we have a car seat installed. We have packed the go bag. In fact pretty much everything on our todo list has been checked off! It is getting really exciting, and I don't really have to wait that much longer. I mean I know technically it could still be 3 additional weeks of waiting, but the excitement remains there.
We still don't know if the baby is a boy or girl, which is definately adding to the excitement of the due date. We will get to find out whose take home outfit gets to go on the baby, which by the way, even if I am wrong, I may put it on the baby anyway.
I am not sure the whole Dad thing has really hit me yet. I yelled at my dog yesterday (for throwing up on the rug). The poor dog probally could not help it, though I wished he had thrown up on the floor which is easier to clean. I think I got so mad because he through up because he drank the water too fast. I mean slow down, that water is always there, and if it runs out, we will get more for you. My cat literally did the same thing this morning, she ate her food too fast and through it up. Anyway, after I yelled at the dog, I felt a little bad, and then I thought about how one day, a child is going to say something back to me when I am trying the discipline it. When I say, don't wear your dirty shows on the rug, they will at some point know to say, but you have your shoes on. (even though my shoes will likely be clean).
I guess I have a bit of time to wait for the back talking, and battles of logic with a child about why certain things make sense, and others don't. Now that the car seat is installed, I realize that driving around with the child is going to be very distracting. How to you concentrate on the road when all you want to do is look at the little baby sleeping in the back seat, or the little one screaming at the top of their lungs in the back seat, either way a precious moment you won't want to miss!
Friday, April 22, 2011
It is getting close now..but not really
At the beginning of this process, I honestly thought the 9 months was a super long time. It seemed like plenty of time to get everything done, relax and enjoy the preparation phase (and the designated driver). I even thought the arrival of the little one seemed pretty far away.
I don't really feel that way at all now. Sarah reminded me there is only about 58 days left until the due date (which could mean less then 58 days or more). That seems awful close! That is less then a season! I have said to a few people, well as the weather gets nicer, the baby gets closer! Temperatures are forecasted for 68 next week, and the flowers are in bloom in the front yard.
I wouldn't say that I am freaking out or anything. I pretty much think everything is ready, or as ready as it is going to be. The baby's room is all set up, walls painted, crib built, changing table built, and all diapers are being prepared today. The only outstanding item is the closet (which I am a pro at, so no sweat there). I don't think I even know how to prepare my self, but that doesn't really bother me, because I know it will be 18 plus years of not really knowing what I am doing (as many parents have told me).
I guess the realization is starting to really set in though, that we will have a tenant soon! I got to kind of see him/ her the other day, on one of those fancy 3D ultra sounds. It was a really neat thing to see. The baby seemed a bit shy though (that is from Sarah not me). He/She was hiding behind some of Sarah's body parts. I tried to get her to move them, but it wasn't working out. Any way, it was really amazing to see the babies face. As I sit here and preseverate about time ticking away, I also can't wait to meet the little one!
With my eagerness to meet the new member of the tribe, comes the fact that their is still like two more months to go. I mean we are close, but no that close. It is kind of like when some one is baking a delicous meal, like Thanksgiving Dinner, and the turkey is cooking great, and everything smells awesome, your mouth begins to water, but you still have an hour or so before you can put any thing in your mouth! Yeah, I think that is how I kind of feel.
On that note, I am off to go eat lunch.
I don't really feel that way at all now. Sarah reminded me there is only about 58 days left until the due date (which could mean less then 58 days or more). That seems awful close! That is less then a season! I have said to a few people, well as the weather gets nicer, the baby gets closer! Temperatures are forecasted for 68 next week, and the flowers are in bloom in the front yard.
I wouldn't say that I am freaking out or anything. I pretty much think everything is ready, or as ready as it is going to be. The baby's room is all set up, walls painted, crib built, changing table built, and all diapers are being prepared today. The only outstanding item is the closet (which I am a pro at, so no sweat there). I don't think I even know how to prepare my self, but that doesn't really bother me, because I know it will be 18 plus years of not really knowing what I am doing (as many parents have told me).
I guess the realization is starting to really set in though, that we will have a tenant soon! I got to kind of see him/ her the other day, on one of those fancy 3D ultra sounds. It was a really neat thing to see. The baby seemed a bit shy though (that is from Sarah not me). He/She was hiding behind some of Sarah's body parts. I tried to get her to move them, but it wasn't working out. Any way, it was really amazing to see the babies face. As I sit here and preseverate about time ticking away, I also can't wait to meet the little one!
With my eagerness to meet the new member of the tribe, comes the fact that their is still like two more months to go. I mean we are close, but no that close. It is kind of like when some one is baking a delicous meal, like Thanksgiving Dinner, and the turkey is cooking great, and everything smells awesome, your mouth begins to water, but you still have an hour or so before you can put any thing in your mouth! Yeah, I think that is how I kind of feel.
On that note, I am off to go eat lunch.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Cooking for Children
I will not try and take credit for much of the cooking in our house. Sarah does most of the food planning, and cooking at home. If I cook one meal a week on average, then it has been a good week. This is mostly due to the fact that Sarah gets out of work before I do, and by default has the time to get what we need for dinner. However, when I do cook, the food can be put into four major categories. 1) Tomato Sauce and something else. This includes pasta and meatballs, a lovely dish called orange spigets, tonight's new addition to the rotation, which was ravioli in sauce, or a pizza. 2) Protein, vegetable, starch. The most common version of this is steak tips, orzo and a can of peas. Easy, tastes good, not so bad for you. 3) Microwave night. Common dishes are Evol burritos and a "Mexican Dip" which has replaced an old favorite, nachos. Finally 4) Grilling in the back yard, which can be as frequent as 3 nights a week during the more pleasant months of the year.
What I am starting to realize with the kid on the way, is how this may change a bit. I don't think the four major groups will change much. These are my strengths, and I should not mess with a good thing. In my time spent with the little ones that we currently know, I find kids like (in by kids this ranges in children with new teeth to like 3 year olds): Cheerios, gold fish, little tiny cut up pieces of a mystery meat. Chicken Tenders and French Fries (shout out to Brody). French Fries and Broccoli (shout out to Reese), spaghetti, hamburgers, hot dogs and ice cream.
I think most of that food fits into my four groups, so I am good. I can cook for a kid no problem! I remember my parents challenges in cooking for us kids. I was a picky eater, and would claim to not like things I liked probably two weeks prior. I remember telling my dad that I felt the recipe had been altered by some brand of canned beef stew, and therefore no longer would eat it. I hope our kid is not quite as picky. Sarah can attest to how bad it can still get sometimes. I have to remember to lead by example, and be sure and have my no thank you serving without making any faces or unnecessary sound effects while eating it!
What I am starting to realize with the kid on the way, is how this may change a bit. I don't think the four major groups will change much. These are my strengths, and I should not mess with a good thing. In my time spent with the little ones that we currently know, I find kids like (in by kids this ranges in children with new teeth to like 3 year olds): Cheerios, gold fish, little tiny cut up pieces of a mystery meat. Chicken Tenders and French Fries (shout out to Brody). French Fries and Broccoli (shout out to Reese), spaghetti, hamburgers, hot dogs and ice cream.
I think most of that food fits into my four groups, so I am good. I can cook for a kid no problem! I remember my parents challenges in cooking for us kids. I was a picky eater, and would claim to not like things I liked probably two weeks prior. I remember telling my dad that I felt the recipe had been altered by some brand of canned beef stew, and therefore no longer would eat it. I hope our kid is not quite as picky. Sarah can attest to how bad it can still get sometimes. I have to remember to lead by example, and be sure and have my no thank you serving without making any faces or unnecessary sound effects while eating it!
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Kick in the face...
It is getting to the point in the incubation period (aka pregnancy)where there is quite a bit of movement going on in that oven! Sarah of course feels this stuff all day (even gets woken up at night, occasionally). I have felt it a few times on my hand, and even seen the belly moving with my eyes, which was pretty awesome.
The other morning however, I was partaking in a ritual of mine to help the baby get to know my voice, speaking useless information into Sarah's belly. I think I was telling little junior about March, or the weather or maybe plainly what day of the week it was, but somewhere in the middle of the one sided conversation, he/she kicked me right in the face.
One may get angry in another situation of getting kicked the face, but this did not really hurt that much, and truthfully was probably one of the coolest things I have been able to experience during the bun baking process. I am not sure if the kick was actually a kick, or a punch or a head bunt or something else, but it stopped me mid sentence, because I was so shocked! Of course I then sat there with a cheesy grin on my face repeating to Sarah a few times, oh he/she just kicked me in the face!
I now expect this every time I go in for a conversation, and though a repeat kick has not happened yet, I am hoping for it a few more times. Once the little one is out in the real world, I will settle for smiles, giggles and other avenues of affection, but for now, I will take the kick in the face.
The other morning however, I was partaking in a ritual of mine to help the baby get to know my voice, speaking useless information into Sarah's belly. I think I was telling little junior about March, or the weather or maybe plainly what day of the week it was, but somewhere in the middle of the one sided conversation, he/she kicked me right in the face.
One may get angry in another situation of getting kicked the face, but this did not really hurt that much, and truthfully was probably one of the coolest things I have been able to experience during the bun baking process. I am not sure if the kick was actually a kick, or a punch or a head bunt or something else, but it stopped me mid sentence, because I was so shocked! Of course I then sat there with a cheesy grin on my face repeating to Sarah a few times, oh he/she just kicked me in the face!
I now expect this every time I go in for a conversation, and though a repeat kick has not happened yet, I am hoping for it a few more times. Once the little one is out in the real world, I will settle for smiles, giggles and other avenues of affection, but for now, I will take the kick in the face.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
The Honey Do List
I have never considered myself to be handy, at all. I am so bad at trying to get stuff done around the house that I have a celebratory beer when I successfully hang a picture on the wall! I have unsuccessfully attempted closet shelves, flooring, painting the bathroom, fixing a leaky floor, removing the foundation of a shed and a few other projects that have been left unfinished or done poorly.
Failure after failure I started to ponder how it is possible that I could get anything right! On almost every little project there was someone on YouTube who could get what I wanted done in like a blink of an eye. I would try to mimic their technique for hours to absolutely no success. I would read instructions, follow directions, fail, try my own technique, fail, review videos on-line, fail, and then finally give up.
All of this frustration created a nice long Honey Do list that we would add project after project to, with no items being crossed off, since I was afraid to even try them.
That all changed once we learned of our growing tribe. We now had a deadline to get everything on that list done (and of course we had to add a few new items). Weekend after weekend the do it your self attitude in me has been growing more and more confident. Failure is no longer an option! I have installed closet organizers, painted several rooms, hung up advanced wall hangings (shelves, mirrors, pictures), I have updated our door locks, and I have more on the list to do! Almost everything on the list has been met with success, not necessarily on the first try, but success in the end. Now I feel like no project is too big! Bring it on! I was even considering taking the do it your self attitude to some vet work needed on the cat (Sarah stopped that before it got too far).
I am not saying that I could build my house or anything, but I am less likely to look for the handy man's phone number before I tap into my inner weekend warrior first. By the time this kid is born, I will be able to take my skills to the next level and may put together the crib and set up the pack and play, but those skills are still a few months away!
Failure after failure I started to ponder how it is possible that I could get anything right! On almost every little project there was someone on YouTube who could get what I wanted done in like a blink of an eye. I would try to mimic their technique for hours to absolutely no success. I would read instructions, follow directions, fail, try my own technique, fail, review videos on-line, fail, and then finally give up.
All of this frustration created a nice long Honey Do list that we would add project after project to, with no items being crossed off, since I was afraid to even try them.
That all changed once we learned of our growing tribe. We now had a deadline to get everything on that list done (and of course we had to add a few new items). Weekend after weekend the do it your self attitude in me has been growing more and more confident. Failure is no longer an option! I have installed closet organizers, painted several rooms, hung up advanced wall hangings (shelves, mirrors, pictures), I have updated our door locks, and I have more on the list to do! Almost everything on the list has been met with success, not necessarily on the first try, but success in the end. Now I feel like no project is too big! Bring it on! I was even considering taking the do it your self attitude to some vet work needed on the cat (Sarah stopped that before it got too far).
I am not saying that I could build my house or anything, but I am less likely to look for the handy man's phone number before I tap into my inner weekend warrior first. By the time this kid is born, I will be able to take my skills to the next level and may put together the crib and set up the pack and play, but those skills are still a few months away!
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