100 years from today, I will be sitting under a virtual tree knitting socks with my laser guided needles and I will be reflecting on my life. I’ll think to myself, 100 years ago, I missed out on playing a video game, or watching a movie, or getting some sleep. But what I got in return was this precious time with my son. I’ll probably laugh when I recall how annoying it was to spend 30 minutes coaxing him to sleep, only to have him scream when his head hits …

Zevry has discovered that he has a voice! His favorite word is ahhhgooo and he says it all the time. All the time. Nana gt a taste of it on the phone the other day, but then yesterday we i-chatted with Grandma and Grandpa and he talked for a good solid 20 minutes. Every time we tried to talk, he would jump in with his two cents.
Zev has also started some rudimentary mimicry. The other day Michael was taking a shower and I brought the baby in to peek around …

Dear Zevry,
Today is your first Christmas and I thought I would take a moment to tell you how much it means to me to spend this day with you and your Daddy. Your Auntie Kathleen, Uncle Ryan, Grandma Jo, Grandpa John, and Daddy are all in the other room, we just talked to Nana and Grandpa David, Auntie Kristin, Great Uncle Jim, and tried to get in touch with Grandpa Jim and Grandma Betty, and Auntie Heather, and I sneaked away to write you a letter.
There really are no words …

Zevry started eating some basic food yesterday. His weight gain continues to be slow, so the health visitor recommended we supplement his feeds with one formula feed a day, but I did a little research and found it would be better to start him on this banana/rice puree stuff. It doesn’t taste too bad, but it certainly wouldn’t make my top ten.
Michael asked if he could be the one to give him his feeds, since he is just getting the one batch per day, and I welcomed, nay relished in …

When we arrived in London from Phoenix, we had to go through Border Control, where they check your passport and make sure you are a valid visa holder. I am the visa holder for our family, and Michael has a sticker that shows he is my “visa dependent.” Apparently, Zev needs one of these stickers, too, because when we got to Border Control they wouldn’t admit him to the country! We had to sit in a special area for awhile while they got the supervisors involved, as they needed to …

2 weeks ago we got on a plane and took Zev to Phoenix to meet his Arizona friends and relatives and visit his house. In a nutshell, the trip was great! Zev was just amazing on both plane rides – he slept 90% of the way, and when he was awake, he was either laughing, smiling, or staring at his fellow passengers, much to their delight. Of course he whined once or twice, but it lasted less than a minute and was easily solved (as usual) with a boob in …

Saturday was a brutal day weather wise. It rained all day and was miserable, but it made for a great day of getting under a blanket with Jen and Zevry and camping out by the TV. I actually braved the weather to go play football, but only 4 people showed up. Wimps!
Anyway, Sunday morning was a completely different scene. The sun was out and Zev was in high spirits and extremely active. We took some photos of him as he did cute things. Then he started rolling over every time …

I think that overall we have been extremely lucky with Zev. The pregnancy, birth, and his health have all been close to ideal, and I am very grateful for that. The only area that has been a little challenging is sleep. Zev hates his cot. Hates it. Either that or he seems terrified of it. So far it hasn’t been a big issue because we have been practicing attachment parenting (check out this link if you want, but in a nutshell it means that we are very responsive to Zev …

Zev’s new goal is to be a better rapper than his Uncles Rico and Ricky so we have started to go to Baby Rhyme Time! There had to have been 100 babies and mums – plus one grandpa. Zev and Sophie were the youngest babies; most were more like 1-4 years old. Zev really loved it – he was looking around in utter amazement at the sheer volume of babies singing rhymes in unison. I liked it because I only knew about half the nursery songs – the rest were …

So the other day I was going through some photos on my computer of Zevry and I noticed as I quickly flipped through them, that it almost seemed like Zevry was dancing. So with that in mind…