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Between the innocence of babyhood and the dignity of manhood we find a delightful creature called a boy. Boys come in assorted sizes, weights and colors, but all boys are the same. Boys are found everywhere … on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to.
Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older brothers and sisters tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them.
A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.
When you want him to make a good impression, his brain turns to jelly, or else he becomes a savage, sadistic jungle creature bent on destroying the world.
A boy is a composite … he has the appetite of a horse, the digestion of a sword swallower, the energy of an atom bomb, the curiosity of a cat, the lungs of a dictator, the shyness of a violet and when he makes something, he has five thumbs on each hand.
A boy is a magical creature … you can lock him out of your workshop, but you can’t lock him out of your heart. Might as well give up … he is your captor, your jailer, your boss and your master … a freckled face, pint size, cat chasing bundle of noise.
But when you come home at night with only the shattered pieces of your hopes and dreams, he can mend them like new with the two magic words, “HI, DAD!”
…Author Unknown
We live for each other…
Daddy got a new camera not sure what the name of the camera…Canon D1, D2, 5D, 5D1, 5DS, 7D…D, D, D oh or was it a Nikon?!? Anyways he was taking a test shot and this is the result.
Here is a Calvin and Hobbes quote ENJOY your day!
“The more you think about things, the weirder they seem. Take milk for example. Why do we drink COW milk? Who was the guy who first looked at a cow and said. “I think I’ll drink whatever comes out of these things when I squeeze ‘em!”
- Calvin and Hobbes
Day 11, Calvin has slowed down his drinking a bit and we are back to 3oz to 3.5oz a feeding. We are still adding breastfeeding so that he keeps healthy with all the antibodies and such. He is still waking up once a night, which we still haven’t gotten used to. As long as he is full and has a clean set of pampers, he is happy but he can get cranky for no reason. I just let him claw my face cause for some strange reason, it makes him smile. lol
Methuse jumps on his diaper changes when I don’t get up as fast as I should. My mind is moving but not my body… and it hasn’t even been two weeks yet. This is not all the time of course. His face is changing everyday from what we have noticed. His nose seems to be getting bigger or maybe his face is getting smaller? He had some rashes today, not sure if it was from his clothes but we are watching it very closely. Here is Calvin and his sleepy mom.
Son, yesterday, you blew me away. You made me cry endlessly and stopped my heart cold. When I saw your face, I fell in love once again in my life. 9 months I thought about what you would look like and today, all my questions were answered in a second.
Around 4pm, your mom started pushing and pushing and even the doctor said that she was a great pusher. She pushed so hard that her face turned maroon but after 20 mins of intense pushing, your heart rate dropped below 40 BPM. Dr Wang said that she was going to perform an emergency C-section if that were to happen and at the drop of a hat, they wheeled your mom off to the O.R. My heart dropped in an instant but that was all second fiddle when the mad dash to the O.R. initiated.
The best way to explain it is “controlled chaos”. I keep telling people that nurses and doctors were coming out of every door, closet, hole in order to get to the O.R. As I chased your mom down the halls, Grandma and Grandpa Choi finally ended up finding us but under very stressful and frightening conditions. To add to the pressure, they were escorting your grandparents to the waiting room. Another nurse starts prepping me but by the time I get to the entrance of the O.R., they tell me to hold on for just a minute. I stood there while thoughts of every worse case scenario came into my mind. By the time they let me in, they had already pulled you out and I heard your voice for the first time. You made me tear up in an instant. “Congratulations! It’s a boy” they all shouted! When they heard that I didn’t know your sex, they all took a moment to say how amazing that was and how that is how things should be.
I finally made my way into the O.R. and the moment I did, they handed me a pair of surgical scissors to cut your umbilical cord and then I saw your face. I cannot recall what I thought the moment I saw you cause I had mixed emotions about your mom’s surgery. I could not see her or hear her and the thought that she was not there in your very first moments, well it made me very sad. Of course, I didn’t have my camera on me as I got lost in the shuffle. As funny as it sounds, the only camera I had on me was my iPhone and well, that was gonna have to be good enough. So I must have taken about 50 photos in just a few minutes before I had the opportunity to give you a kiss. After pissing on the nurse, getting I.D. tags, diapers and being weighed, I was able to finally take you to the recovery room where your mom was going to moved to.
After what seemed like an hour, your mom was wheeled in and I was able to see all the pain she was in. I have never seen your mom in that much pain. She is usually a trooper when it comes to holding her pain and it tore me up inside. In all her agonizing pain, I knew the one thing that would counter the pain was to see, feel and hear you close to her. This photo represents to me the entire day in a nutshell. To your mom and all the mom’s out there, you have my continued respect and thank you for doing what you do. Men would definitely crumble if we had to do anything near that. Thank you to all the doctors and nurses at Kaiser for your talent and skill and most of all, your love. It really shined through and thank you to my wife, you will never know how much I love you. Happy birthday my son.
more photos at: Day at the hospital
