Things are starting to settle into a routine. Of course, Baby Jay has made a point to dictate what many of those routines look like. Still, I finally feel like I'm getting to recover a somewhat semi-normal rhythm to my days. Although I'm not operating at 100% of productivity levels from before Jay arrived, I
have been able to find some time to get a bit of work done in the downtime when Kimbre is watching him or when he's sleeping. Normalcy is really nice.
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My favorite part of his second week has been watching his personality begin to emerge. He spends a lot more time staring at faces and making faces of his own. We're communicating better and he's beginning to have a bit more variety in his moods. His explosive farts are almost as impressive as the self-satisfied look he gets on his face after letting one out. It's a bit frustrating that newborns don't smile except when passing gas. A smile after I tell a funny joke or kill it with a silly face would go a long way. Right now, I feel like I am responsible for a ornery old man with a weird boob obsession and a lack of concern for the sleeping patterns or dignity of others.
Still, we're getting a lot of quality time together here in these early days. He and I spent a lot of the day yesterday watching football. Get them started young I always say. Jay was not impressed with the SEC's West's outing last night.
That's my boy.
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