Our Baby?! ...
We had to go to a "discharge class" at the hopsital before they would release us. It was good for nothing as I sat there struggling to keep my eyes open and we went home more confussed then ever. They do however now send you home with a "handbook" for your little squacker. We sat there with three other couples and their new babies and we each oohed and awed over each others's offspring while feeling secretly delighted in having the cutest, smartest, best baby there. I did notice however the adorable little outfits worn by the other babies... little matching hats and booties and plush new blankets... Uh apperently we lost the memo that informed us we were aloud to put clothes on the baby in our room. I suppose I was waiting to be told he was mine and I could do what I wanted with him. I tried to hide his skin peeking out from behind the hospital issued blanket we was wrapped in. We had yet to put clothes on him!!! I was horrified when Jon picked him up and his blanket slipped down to reveal his nakedness. I noticed the other parents look at me in cruel judgement while they rocked their little gap models. I have taken great time and energy in dressing him in a different outfit at least three times a day now just to overcompinsate (that and he has leaky diapers....).
The Fever...
I picked Ben up and was horrified to feel his little body absolutly burning. I vaguelly recalled in one of my many books that a newborn fever is very serious. Fortunatly we had bought a digital thermometer the other day. Jon took off his blanket, little hat, sleeper and socks (worn underneath his sleeper left over from an earlier outfit..) and we tried to convert Celcuis into farenhiet (we new 100.4 was a fever...no idea about what is was in celcius which is what our reading was in!) I ran up to the computer to check and as I came downstairs noticed the pile of clothes on the floor... it was 40 degrees outside..... hmmmmm??!!! He was fine. We don't overdress him now. Lesson learned.
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