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I think today wore sammy out, he's really cranky this evening with no particular reason why. He just seems overtired, but can't seem to settle down. He's in his crib now and periodically will start howling for thirty second intervals, then fall asleep again. Possibly a cross between gas and overstimulation. (hey, apparently I had the exact same digestive issues as a baby-- but worse. Says my mom today)
But it was a good day in general: it was Sammy's baptism! I stayed up when he woke me for his 6:30 feeding so I could go out and plant the tomatoes (which I didn't get to after I bought them yesterday) and shower, and spent the morning tidying the house a bit and feeding sammy again and also eating. The plan was that I would go to noon Mass (and my family came too), and then Jason would bring Sammy afterward (since the baptism was after Mass), so he could be put into his nice outfit at the last minute rather than spit up on it and so he wouldn't have to cry through Mass. This turned out not to be a problem because Sammy ended up sleeping all that time anyway-- even while being put into his new outfit. Of course, he STARTED sleeping-- and soundly-- at about 11, so though I MEANT to feed him one last time before I left, I didn't want to wake him, so of course when he finally DID wake up RIGHT before the baptism began he was STARVING, but seemed calmed enough by Jason's finger and by the interesting new sights and smells of the service so that he wasn't INCONSOLABLE until the very end, and was generally very well-behaved-- even seemed to be enjoying himself some of the time! There was one other baby being baptised at that time-- he had an older sister who decided it would be fun to play in the baptismal font during his baptism-- I thought that was pretty funny. Anyway, it was all really nice and I felt really happy. And his name sounded really nice when the priest said it, nicer than I'd even thought it sounded before (and nicer than the other baby's name I think, too). Think it really is his proper spiritual name.
Then afterward we went home and ate fruit and dip and Sammy opened presents-- okay, I opened presents for sammy. He got lots of BOOKS-- most of which were religious in nature, obviously, but two of those were actually written by a woman who used to go to the Weirs' (actually the Beeghleys') church, which was cool; and he also got a Mother Goose collection which shockingly we didn't have yet, and a book about a knight and a dragon, which I thought was very appropriate. And he got an engraved Noah's Ark bank that said "Sam I Am" and a ball with a bell in it, which I think we will have a lot of fun with. And I got two mother's day cards. My parents found one that was for Daughter's First Mother's Day and my sibs one for Sister's First. They make cards for EVERY possibility, don't they? We were saying how amazing it is that we've got this wall of baby cards, many of which are specifically BOY baby cards, and we didn't get a SINGLE DUPLICATE. Anyway, we were going to have a late lunch that my parents were bringing, except they forgot it at home-- well, they forgot the main course, they brought salad and bread and of course the fruit dip appetizer; so my dad ran out and got these pre-marinated pork tenderloins at shopnsave which Jason then grilled-- they turned out Pretty Awesome. And there was also chocolate-chocolate cake made by Mim-mim. We had a nice afternoon, and since everyone else was holding Sammy, I lost track and fell asleep on the couch and everyone let me! That's just all you need, there.
And of course in the middle of typing this Sammy woke up for REAL, crying in a "feed me, change me" way instead of an "oh my god the world is so terrible get me off it now" way, so I went through the whole bedtime routine since it was time for that, and that successfully settled him right asleep, so now I will join him. In being asleep. I get my own bed, which fits me much better than a bassinet.
But it was a good day in general: it was Sammy's baptism! I stayed up when he woke me for his 6:30 feeding so I could go out and plant the tomatoes (which I didn't get to after I bought them yesterday) and shower, and spent the morning tidying the house a bit and feeding sammy again and also eating. The plan was that I would go to noon Mass (and my family came too), and then Jason would bring Sammy afterward (since the baptism was after Mass), so he could be put into his nice outfit at the last minute rather than spit up on it and so he wouldn't have to cry through Mass. This turned out not to be a problem because Sammy ended up sleeping all that time anyway-- even while being put into his new outfit. Of course, he STARTED sleeping-- and soundly-- at about 11, so though I MEANT to feed him one last time before I left, I didn't want to wake him, so of course when he finally DID wake up RIGHT before the baptism began he was STARVING, but seemed calmed enough by Jason's finger and by the interesting new sights and smells of the service so that he wasn't INCONSOLABLE until the very end, and was generally very well-behaved-- even seemed to be enjoying himself some of the time! There was one other baby being baptised at that time-- he had an older sister who decided it would be fun to play in the baptismal font during his baptism-- I thought that was pretty funny. Anyway, it was all really nice and I felt really happy. And his name sounded really nice when the priest said it, nicer than I'd even thought it sounded before (and nicer than the other baby's name I think, too). Think it really is his proper spiritual name.
Then afterward we went home and ate fruit and dip and Sammy opened presents-- okay, I opened presents for sammy. He got lots of BOOKS-- most of which were religious in nature, obviously, but two of those were actually written by a woman who used to go to the Weirs' (actually the Beeghleys') church, which was cool; and he also got a Mother Goose collection which shockingly we didn't have yet, and a book about a knight and a dragon, which I thought was very appropriate. And he got an engraved Noah's Ark bank that said "Sam I Am" and a ball with a bell in it, which I think we will have a lot of fun with. And I got two mother's day cards. My parents found one that was for Daughter's First Mother's Day and my sibs one for Sister's First. They make cards for EVERY possibility, don't they? We were saying how amazing it is that we've got this wall of baby cards, many of which are specifically BOY baby cards, and we didn't get a SINGLE DUPLICATE. Anyway, we were going to have a late lunch that my parents were bringing, except they forgot it at home-- well, they forgot the main course, they brought salad and bread and of course the fruit dip appetizer; so my dad ran out and got these pre-marinated pork tenderloins at shopnsave which Jason then grilled-- they turned out Pretty Awesome. And there was also chocolate-chocolate cake made by Mim-mim. We had a nice afternoon, and since everyone else was holding Sammy, I lost track and fell asleep on the couch and everyone let me! That's just all you need, there.
And of course in the middle of typing this Sammy woke up for REAL, crying in a "feed me, change me" way instead of an "oh my god the world is so terrible get me off it now" way, so I went through the whole bedtime routine since it was time for that, and that successfully settled him right asleep, so now I will join him. In being asleep. I get my own bed, which fits me much better than a bassinet.
