Monday, October 31, 2005

i'm a sweet pea


Happy Halloween 2005

Love,
Trevor

daddy time



In the evenings, Todd and Trevor like to chill and snuggle on the futon. Dad likes the coos and squeals that Tre makes as he "fake sleeps" (amazing how he suddenly wakes up if you try to put him in the crib!) in order to cuddle.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

mobile


Trevor has discovered the mobile on his changing table and watches transfixed for about 10 minutes. Because he is a collicky baby, this offers a much needed distraction so that I can grab a shower or something to eat. We were so excited about the changing table mobile, we bought another one for the crib hoping to extend that 10 minutes of quiet to 20.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

big boy bath



Yeah! No more umbilical cord! Trevor had his first big boy bath last night and seemed to enjoy it much more than the sponge baths. We love how he looks like a "little man" in the bathrobe as well as the smiles, which finally aren't just related to gas :)

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

hungry caterpillar gone awry


We love Eric Carter's book, "The Hungry Caterpillar" so Grandma Linda knitted this caterpillar blanket and Trevor is donning a caterpillar outfit (which he wore for all of 5 minutes before soaking with spit-up!). I'm not sure Tre is convinced that the giant caterpillar is a friendly one; he seems prepared for a sudden attack. . . perhaps "hungry" is a rather frightening adjective.

Monday, October 17, 2005

a visit from the pittsburgh rental units

Grandpa Rick and Grandma Judy paid a visit this weekend. The T-Man is their first grandchild. Don't they look proud?

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Chubster



Erin and I have always agreed that a portly baby is preferable to an undersized one (aka skeletor). While this picture looks exaggerated because of his stance/clothing, it proves Trevor is well on his way to our definition of health and ultimate cuteness.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

the miraculous swing



When my cousin Erica lent us her baby swing, we had no idea how invaluable it would become. Motion (the car, going on a walk, or being in the swing) soothes Trevor and puts him to sleep. Sometimes, the swing is our saving grace for a moment of sanity after much fussing and crying. It also allows us to eat dinner, pick-up, or catch a quick catnap - of course the music option leaves us with "The Farmer in the Dell" playing over and over in our heads.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

doing laundry


I've tried to resist posing little Tre in unnatural positions/locations, but it is ever so hard when he is so very miniature. Here he is in a laundry basket at 2.5 weeks old (weighing 8-9 pounds).

Monday, October 03, 2005

smiles?

While we realize that his smiles are likely unrelated to us at this point, it is still nice to pretend.

its the end of the world as I know it....


and I don't feel fine. As much as we'd like to pretend that Trevor is happy 24/7, the more peaceful moments depicted on this blog site are interspersed with screaming sessions (mostly digestion related). Here he is on my lap late at night trying to work things out.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

beaming with pride


Jen's parents came for a visit last week; both were ecstatic about seeing their first grandchild. Grandma Linda was a huge help around the house doing laundry, cleaning, and cooking. Grandpa Tom can't wait to spoil Trevor. Neither grandparent was ready to say goodbye when it came time to go back to Michigan.

Monday, September 26, 2005

easy living


The baby papasan chair is one of Trevor's favorite places to chill - it comes complete with vibrations and music. It is too bad they don't make larger ones for Mom and Dad

feed me


Trevor has no problems signaling when he is ready to eat!

mommy and me

I am still in shock that I am somebody's mom. Parts of the role feel natural; others will take some adjustment - such as the 3-4 hours of sleep each night.

Friday, September 23, 2005

clowning around


Yo yo, homey. Get down with the G-funk.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

contemplation


Trevor's inability to control his arms and hands leads to some interesting poses. Sometimes his hands look as if they are flashing gang signs; other times, he seems in deep thought pondering the mysteries of the universe.

bath time

I love my bath. I hate my bath. Trevor can't quite decide. We are giving him sponge baths until his umbilical cord falls off. There is nothing quite like the smell of a freshly bathed newborn.

Monday, September 19, 2005

celebrity

Check out 4 Trevor pictures taken by Blessing Hospital and posted on their website. Click on Next/Previous picture to scroll through.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

home at last

Fast asleep in his own crib, Trevor has temporary control over his hand reflexes. There's no place like home (minus the ruby red slippers).