Little Milestones

I suspect that anyone who has attempted to keep a blog has discovered that one of the main difficulties is disciplining oneself to post regularly. A large part of that difficulty in posting is finding time, but another component is the dilemna of posting something which you know will "fill space" but will be uninspired, vs. posting something which requires time and craft but will be an interesting read.

Since the intent of this blog is foremost as a "chronicle", a few posts here will fall solidly into the category of "record-keeping" rather than a more concentrated effort on being "literary" (whatever that means). This will be one such post.

Last week (the week of May 20th) and the week previous, Kenshin has steadily been smiling more often and for longer periods. It's still not intentional, but a wonderful moment as a parent of a newborn/infant (my wife informs me the changeover from newborn to infant is six weeks - that milestone was crossed on the 21st) is when you see your newborn, who has previously seemed somewhat alien and distant, begin exhibit emotions which can be indentified as friendly or loving (even though they probably aren't really intended yet). A big gummy smile is more of a reaction and imitative expression at this point, but it does wonders for nerves frayed by serving a newborn who otherwise seems only to frown, cry, fuss and stare blankly. In fairness, looking around with interest also is a big part of his emotive range, but apparent actual happiness is a different thing altogether.

Kenshin occasionally giggles in his sleep (I haven't yet seen him do it while awake) which is a delight to watch, or, if you have the fortune of holding him at the time, to feel.

Daigoro has been somewhat moody at times lately - I suspect as his emotions and self-identity develop he is beginning to have feelings which are difficult for him to understand and control. The inevitable "gimmee!" has shown up in his vocabulary, of course attended by the vehement "mine!". He's still very pleasant in general. One of his favourite shows appears to be "Mighty Machines" a Canadian-made television show featuring construction and demolition vehicles doing their thing around sites in Canada.

Last Friday (May 25), while out with Daigoro at the park (Marli was resting at home with Kenshin), I met a couple around our age (maybe a little older) with a 3-year old son. They seemed to get along very well and happily played with a soccer ball, chasing each other about. The boy's mother mentioned that their young son was a little shy and would benefit from playing with other children outdoors, suggesting we come around again in the future. We have since, but the boy is ill at the moment; hopefully once he recovers he will feel up to playing with Daigoro.

Daigoro is approaching the age where he should start to develop friends, or at least "playmates". I was glad to make this point of contact for him.

This past Monday after work I hauled my bike out of winter storage and tuned it up (cleaning the frame, checking lines, tire pressure, cleaning and re-lubing the chain). Daigoro was enthusiastic about "helping daddy fix the bike", so we had a nice bonding moment in the early evening. Tightening pedals, washing rims and rinsing the frame in the burnished gold light, I reflected on this moment of peace and was thankful.

Kenshin is at a cute stage where he is testing the mobility and control of his limbs. Occasionally while laying on his back his arms and legs will flail madly about. The expressions on his face are of concentration and interest, not alarm, so I can only assume he is enjoying himself. It's somewhat amusing to watch a baby work his arms and legs in this way.

The "stork bite" (a reddish, blotchy skin mark) on Kenshin's brow just over the bridge of his nose has almost completely faded.