Rollin Rollin Rollin

OK, not rollin' over completely yet, but he's half way there. Brenden is now rolling on to his side and will sleep that way (see above). He gets his feet in the air and swings them to his left, and his body goes with them. It's quite interesting that he's learned that already, and he seems to like it. He can also roll back on to his back. Next step, he'll be rolling to his stomach and crawling. Scary!

The Dr. appointment earlier in the week went well. We were told that Brenden is in the 75 percentile in size. To me that means he's 25% larger than the average, which is still ok. Dr. thinks he'll be tall like me. He now weighs 13lbs 13oz and is 62cm tall. Everything is going great (as it should be). No problems which is great news.

Tomorrow, Friday, Michelle and Brenden are stopping by her work, and then coming to my work, to show-and-tell Brenden. Hopefully Brenden will enjoy it, and will learn what it's like to work.

Week 13 Developments

Developments at 13 weeks. Can a 3 month old actually laugh? Apparently this one can. Could be my funny looks, but I actually got him to laugh the other day. The mouth was open with the biggest smile ever. I should have got that one on camera, but it wasn't in the vicinity. I'll have to try and get one and post it up for all to see.

It's just amazing watching the stages a baby goes through. Everyday it seems like something new. We are at the point when we can actually carry him around for 10-15 minutes without him fussing about it. We'll go for little tours around the house and look at pictures, mirrors, plants, out the window, etc. We try and point to things, but he hasn't grasped the finger pointing thing yet. When we take him outside, we'll look at colorful flowers, trees, a fence, etc. Anything to visually stimulate his brain. He loves the outdoors.

The long weekend in August we are taking Brenden camping for his first time near Sandbanks (on Lake Ontario, near Picton). This will actually be quite the experience for all of us. Totally different, since we won't have the luxuries of home while were away.

This weekend Michelle and I are in a ball tournament, so Grandma Schaefer will be taking care of him on Saturday for us.

12 weeks old now

Clothes courtesy of our family in Germany!
Thanks to Marc, Melanie and Family!

Well, "B" is almost 13 weeks old now. He has almost gained total neck control and he smiles up a storm while he tries to put words together. The past week he has learned how to grab objects. He will hold on to them for 5-10 minutes at a time. Most notably he likes to grab his shirts and pull on them. I figure maybe they're a bit to tight and he wants to stretch them a bit. Brenden also loves to stare at the TV. He likes his "Baby Einstein" DVD's. He will sit in your lap and stare at the tv for 10 to 15 minutes before he decides he's had enough. I had him interested in a Bluejay's game the other day and he watched it quite contently.

It seems he's crying less and sleeping more at night, but that could be just an illusion. Brenden is doing goood, and so are we.

Sorry for such a short update. I will try to get another one in midweek as well.

Go to sleep, Go to sleep

Another week gone by and no post. What's going on here? To me it almost seems like a chore, however now that I think about it, I am really writing this for Brenden right? So he can read it later on, and laugh at it. I should post more. But what? It's almost as if I, yes me, has run out of things to talk about. That's not like me. There's always something out there to mention. Then I think. I am posting, but is anyone really reading, or are they just looking at the pictures I post? I'll never know. I can't let that get in the way of me posting every couple of days. So once again, I am going to step back, and post every few days. Heck, even if I just post a picture/video and a caption, at least it's something for those reading this, to see. Better off doing that, then to have you come here daily only to find I've posted nothing, and then you lose interest. All ramblings aside though, lets talk about past and recent events, if I can remember them....*sigh*, I must be losing it or something.

Lets start with my own ability to walk. The sprained foot is nearly healed. I would say about 75%. I bought myself new high-cut cleats and have been wearing the ankle brace I have and it has helped considerably. I played 3 games of ball this week, and although I have used a runner, I have been able to hobble down to 1st base. I think my stats for this week, were something like 10/12. Not bad, batting .833. Maybe I should sprain my ankle more often. I find I can't swing the bat as hard, which generally means I bloop the ball in between the infield and outfield. Whatever works.

Enough about me...How's the baby you ask? Great and growing I have to say. He smiles and you can tell much more when he is happy now. The oddest thing about this baby though is that he doesn't like to be held. He would rather lay on his blanket and stare at you, and "goo goo gaa gaa" at you. He plays with is mobile toys, and kicks the crap out of them with his feet. He loves it. Everything he kicks it, it plays music. He is at the point now where he's able to lay on his blanket for a good 30 minutes and play on his own, and he smiles and talks to his toys. It's quite amusing at times.

On July 5th, Brenden visited the Toronto Zoo. Albeit too young, at only 2 and a half months to know what he was seeing or even where he was, it is a day spent outside, which now, means more sleep for us. We find now if we stay outside for 4-5 hours with him and bath him at night, he will sleep 7-8hrs. In fact, that night after the zoo and a bath, he slept for 9 hours straight. Not a peep. Last night was similar. He was outside for a good 4 hours, taking in the scenery at my Aunt Marilyn's and he hardly slept there. We got home, he woke up, gave him a bath, fed him and he slept for almost 8hrs. We also find that when he gets his sleep, he is much happier. Sounds a lot like me. Need my beauty sleep. Haha.

So far everything is good. Bad moods and crying are tough at times, but we're starting to get the hang of what to do if that's the case. The hardest is when the baby is crying in public. Because Brenden at times, has vocals higher than that of Mariah Carey. Just when you think he's screaming at the top of his lungs, he goes louder. That's usually the point I take over the stroller. People may stare, but I could care less. As long as we know he's fine, then that's the main thing. Eventually he stops, and all is fine again.

Anyway, another week in the books. Can't believe in 2 weeks, Brenden will be 3 months old. Everyone is right...they grow so fast. Gotta head to the baby's room. Sounds like he's waking up. Time for a feeding.