A.B. Kagledom

The problem with having a newborn, no matter how easy the newborn, is that there are very few moments of relaxation. Now that we have two children, the bird, and ourselves to look after, relaxation really just isn't happening. Laundry, dishes, changing diapers, getting exercise, bathing, and making sure everyone is fed seem to take up all of our time. So really, everything is going well, we're just not having a whole heck of a lot of fun.

Saturday we made it out of Mountain View and into San Francisco for the first time since Adlai's birth. It was sunny and warm and clear and perfect. We left the kids with the Feefadders and walked over for a long lunch with an Alcatraz view. It was the first time we'd both left Adlai and HOLY COW was it nice. After lunch we drove our brand spankin' new (to us) Valentine-red Toyota Matrix home. The having one car thing felt ecological but with two kids, two jobs, and two adults who like to get out alone on occasion, it was starting to become too much of an organizational challenge.

Today we threw a Valentine party for our Las Madres group. Everything turned out well in the end but If it hadn't been for the second car, there would have been a lot of hungry people. I'm not sure we'll be throwing any more parties until our schedules (and our kids) are a little more predictable.

Adlai is cooing more and pooping less. He enjoys batting at toys and looking at ceiling fixtures. He's working on rolling over and is very proud of his fists. I've been spending half of each night in the same room with him because, in the wee hours, he can't seem to keep the pacifier in and he doesn't like to fall back to sleep without it. After two or three trips in the dark from our bed to his crib, I give up and pass out in his room.

Simon has been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately. He has also been congested at night and in the morning since his last cold. On the surface, he continues to think Adlai is the greatest. We're looking forward to the day when he thinks we're great too.