It's a tough life....

October 15th

Tomorrow, Preston turns 13 weeks and it is also my Grampy's birthday. He would have been 85. He has been gone (but certainly not forgotten) for 4 1/2 months now. He would have loved to see Preston and become a Great Grandfather.

In my dad's words: In 84 years, he experienced a lot of good things, and appreciated them all - "Beautiful", "No Problem" for sure. And Roland gave us all kinds of good stuff that have become part of us. So, Roland lives on through us ... today, tomorrow and beyond.

look who's talking

At 12 weeks old, Preston has started to make the cutest little baby coos and gurgles. I can't get enough of them! He is also making the cutest expressions now and wiggling his eyebrows! We are so in awe of him and the changes that occur on an almost daily basis.

Preston and his buddies

Preston and Carys, who is five weeks younger than him, but already seems to asserting her power as a woman! Carys' mom is my good friend Liz, who lives on our street. It was so wonderful to have someone to go through pregnancy with, and now we are having a great time figuring out this baby thing together!


Here is Preston with some of his friends from my mom's group. He and Tucker, the baby on his left, are the only boys in the class. I love that they are sound asleep while most of the girls are crying or fussing! Ha! Men...

cutie pie

looking adorable in the hat and sweater that his granny knitted for him.

baby on the go

We've had a busy and wonderful past two and a half weeks. Alex's parents from New Zealand were visiting, and we kept Preston very busy... going to Martha's Vineyard, Old Sturbridge Village, Walden Pond, a Weston High School football game, back and forth from Framingham to Boston, daddy and baby class, a wedding in Rhode Island...phew, I get tired just thinking about it!! But, Preston was a very good baby, adapting to all of the changes in his "routine" like a pro. Our philosophy is that you can't adjust your life to suit the baby, but rather make the baby fit into your life. And he's doing OK so far.... (minus the few obligatory breakdowns every once in a while!)

welcome to the world, preston robert

I can't believe you are 10 weeks old already! I had all sorts of plans to document your life from day 1 on this blog, but I've been busy getting adjusted to our new life, rather than recording it. It's amazing the way a baby changes things- the distant memories of sleeping through the night and long, lazy sunday mornings spent snoozing in bed seem as if they were a lifetime ago. Simple things such as taking a shower, checking email and returning a phone call seem now to be luxuries that may go neglected for days.

The exhaustion is felt deep down into my bones, but the elation from a seeing a smile spread across your face as you look at me instantly cancels out all the hard stuff, tenfold.

You are an amazing little boy- you are growing so quickly and learning so much about the world. You have discovered your thumb and are thisclose to sucking it... you have figured out that breast feeding is so much nicer than taking milk from a bottle, and you let everyone know that you are NOT happy when we try to feed you from one. You have started to sleep for 6 or 7 hours at a stretch at night, and mommy and daddy thank you for this! You are starting to outgrow your newborn clothes and this makes me happy and sad at the same time. Life is full of new adventures and discoveries for you, and I'm excited to be along for the ride as you experience it all.