tempus fugit
2005-03-07
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I've been just crazy busy. Schwest and Jeremy drove all the way from Chicago to see Owen yesterday, then they turned around and drove back the same evening! I think he's had a pitcure taken of him about every 5 minutes of his life. Unfortunately, none are all that great. There's this one, but he kind of looks like he has a broken neck: And there's this one of his very first bedtime story.
I wrote up a birth story of sorts. If you are into that sort of thing, it's here. Slowly but surely, things are starting to become "normal". Owen can pull 4 hour stretches at night, which is lovely. He "power nurses" for a few hours before that, about once every 45 minutes. And he makes all sorts of crazy bird-like noises. Ack, I'm tired.
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