Time for a nice cup of tea?

A friend sent me this New York Times article on how our changing use of technology is affecting our family and meal time patterns.

I have to admit that my infrequent and limited access to the internet is hard to get used to. Hence me spate of posts now - little one is sleeping!

It has only taken me 3 weeks to read one book since Markus arrived! and to think I took 3 books into the hospital with me - what was I thinking!!

Anyway, Samantha Smythe's Modern Family Journal was an excellent choice! Came free with a glossy mag, but was not your normal chick or family lit. Funny, humourous, full of love and life. I laughed so much at times, that baby markus on my lap was woken up by my jiggling post baby jelly belly!!

At his Doctor's appt at 3 weeks, he weighed 4.2kg, head circumference was 36.8cm and length was 53.6 cm (from 4.03kg, 36cm and 49cm at birth)


See Markus growing week by week here...

3 weeks old - 4th Sept 2009
Pensive / Put your hands in the air, like you just don't care!

A new user pic in honour of Markus!
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So, we seem to have had a lot of visitors in the last week - see the snapshots below :-)

Sept:
3rd - Alan models our sling / tragetuch
4th - Markus is 3 weeks old
5th - Maternal love
6th - My mum with Markus
7th - My dad with Markus
8th - Sanity is a park bench...
9th - baby ncot models his new stripy top from yokospungeon :-)



And here's a photo of my Markus, my parents and I! My mum was very excited to meet her grandson and was even excited to change his nappy :-)

My dear friend Al, who has Aimee, who is just 2 months older than Markus, has just written a lovely blog post on being a mother.

“Just as there is no warning for childbirth, there is no preparation for the sight of a first child... There should be a song for women to sing at this moment, or a prayer to recite. But perhaps there is none because there are no words strong enough to name that moment... I beheld myself as an infant in my mother’s arms, and caught a glimpse of my own death. I wept without knowing whether I rejoiced or mourned. My mothers and their mothers were with me as I held my baby.”
- The Red Tent, by Anita Diamant

I love the phrase "I wept without knowing whether I rejoiced or mourned" because this completely describes how I have been feeling. I look at Markus and can't believe that he found us, that he is here with us. And I am so excited about what is to come and at the same time wanting to hold onto every memory, every gurgle and face that he pulls :-)

I knew intellectually that having a child changes everything and that is what I wanted - but I am just now beginning to learn this emotionally.