Tuesday, November 04, 2008

I don't think we've been written out the will...

Dave's parents seem to take the news of their new one week old grandson quite well yesterday. Dave explained that there just hadn't seemed to be a good time to tell them this year with them dealing with FIL's deteriorating health, and then Dave had hoped to tell them after he got a new job, but the new job didn't materialise, and then there was a lot of upheaval at his current job (which is now looking to be able to offer him more consistent amounts of work, finally). Dave didn't feel any real chill coming off his mum (the main person I was worried about). She sent him home with the frying pan she'd been promising us for a while, and some meds that we'd run out of supply on, that she had ample supply of - so that seemed to indicate that she wasn't too upset...

That said... About an hour after Dave got home, MIL called, and I answered the phone, and the very first thing she said to me was, "You've been keeping a lot of secrets!"... I just said, "Yes, well..." Then there was an awkward silence, probably while she waited for me to try and explain myself or maybe apologise, I'm not sure. I did neither. Then she says she's rung because Dave left his bag at their place (with his keys and everything in it), so he has to go back there today to pick it up...

I guess, there is always the possibility that after having a night to stew on it, they might be pretty p'd off today. Oh well, Dave will have to deal with that. Not that he's shying away from taking the heat on this one at all. He's assured me he won't let them think not telling them was my idea - because it wasn't...

In other news...

Ari is starting to hold his head up when in an upright position. Bring as lightweight as he is, with a small head, he seems very strong already, and tries to crawl up my chest to my shoulder whenever I hold him chest to chest.

Also, I think he smiled for the first time yesterday. Not one of those eyerolling, windy smiles, but a properly lit-up-eyes smile. LOL, the funny thing is, it wasn't at me or Dave or one of the boys, but at the ambient light coming from the lamp next to our tv... He LOVES staring at reflected light of the walls and ceiling. Erik, as a newborn, used to smile and laugh at the ceiling. We used to say he was conversing with the "ceiling fairies"... Well, it seems Ari might have a relationship going with the light fairies...

Here's a rare picture of the boy with his eyes open - it's very hard to get these photos because he only ever seems to have his eyes open when I'm holding him (and so then I can't take a pic of him), if he's in his boppy pillow, or the rocker, or the capsule, he's asleep...

3 comments:

katef said...

So glad the big reveal went ok.. have been dying to know... nosey bugger that I am! LOL
And ooooh gorgeous gorgeous boy....

Stitch Sista said...

Oh he's gorgeous Sif!!

N used to look up into the corners a lot too and smile. Someone mentioned to me that because babies can see auras they are possibly looking at ours. How lovely!

Nic said...

Yeah Im glad it went well for you.

Awww look at him...

Teenagers and the failing parent...