We're Surviving - 6-weeks
Yes, Fletcher, Daddy's hair is getting grayer.
Fletcher is (aka Jaws) is tipping the scales at 14lbs – remember muscle weighs more than fat.:-) As his vision gets better, he is able to track us and is definitely very observant. We aren’t sure if he knows he has those toddler-sized hands yet, but he definitely uses them more and his grip is very strong.
The gifts for Master Fletcher still floweth – they have come from as far away as Turkey and Argentina. People keep telling us we are going to spoil him, but to the contrary, our family, friends, and colleagues seem to be taking on that role.
In the past six weeks, we have learned:
It is imperative to try out baby equipment before heading out to use it in the streets. We believe we are fairly intelligent people, but a stroller terrorized Fletcher and sent us packing and heading back home BEFORE we used it and we didn’t even gets to take care of the errands we set out to do. We all felt defeated!
Now we are the first to arrive at a party AND the first to leave – all to preserve Fletcher’s angelic reputation.:-)
Learning Fletcher and his needs evolves each day – sometimes requiring new techniques.
A ringing phone with a crying baby will never be answered.
It is impossible to watch a movie without hitting the pause button many, many times. So, a two-hour movie may take 2.5 or 3 hours to watch.
As we care for Fletcher, we feel a love and purpose in life like none other. Hopefully, we’ll feel the exact same way when he’s sixteen.
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