Friday, September 02, 2005

My Son

I haven't written a lot about Mason II, either here or in my pen-and-paper journal. Again, with the exhaustion and procrastination. But there are memories I don't want to loose. I know there are already little things I've forgotten, and I want to hold onto as much as I can.

I remember that while he was still in the hospital, and when we first brought him home, he'd only open one eye. We'd call it his pirate face.

He makes the strangest little noises, Miriam will call him her little bird, or little kitten.

Even though both Miriam and I were born with a lot of hair, I was still surprised to see that Mason II was born with so much. Its going to be so tough when we finally have to take him in for a hair cut.

Nine pounds, two ounces is big for a baby, but he still seemed so small and light.

I love carrying him around in our Maya Wrap. love how he falls asleep, and how I can be so close to him, but still be free to do things, like grocery shop.

I feel like Miriam and I are a good team. She never has to ask me "to babysit." Every night I try to take him for an hour or two, so Miriam can catch up on work, or just relax for a bit. Even though he still do a lot, I love spending time with him, or even taking him on errands.

I want to be the best father I can be, and I know that a big part of that is setting a good example. So I've been thinking a lot about what I can do better in my life: Work smarter, be a better friend, be nicer and more helpful to people in general.

Part of me wishes he'd grow up so we can see him smile, crawl and play, but I don't want to miss anything.

I have found that he likes The Decemberists, Andrew Bird and Belle and Sebastian. Miriam is going to be burdened with listening to freaky music for the rest of her life.

Just this week, he has really taken to his swing. When before carrying him around the house or the yard would calm him down, but now those tactics don't work. I hope we can get a few weeks out of the swing.
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