Myles Meets Grandma Lindsay, Goes to the Beach & Gets a Bath

Post bath, curly haired(?)

Myles is officially 4 weeks old now & I see changes in him everyday. His 3rd week on the planet was met with the arrival of Greg's mom, Lindsay - now Myles has met all his adoring grandparents! Lindsay was here for a week and in that time Myles got to see the ocean for the first time & he was given his 1st "real" bath. 

Grandma Lindsay & Myles

The boys 

The SmithAldridges in Malibu

At the recommendation of Ms Erin Williams, Myles is toted in the k'tan baby carrier

White Greg, Asian Greg

Relaaaaaxing

Happy Baby, so fresh & so clean

Myles Meets the Aldridges

Myles, 2 weeks

Our baby boy is 2 weeks old! My parents and brother were here to meet Myles for the first time as well. We celebrated Myles’s 2 week birthday by taking him on a “non doctor related outing!” We went out for a family dinner…and Myles slept the entire time. 

Myles & my Mom (whose "grandmother" nickname is yet determined)

Myles & his Papa

Myles gets comforted by his Uncle Charley

Out like a light

Our sweet boy, dozing off

Myles likes to hold hands while he nurses

Myles, 1 Week & a Short "BOB" Addendum

Myles celebrated his 1 week birthday by cheering on the Bulldogs as they defeated Missouri! Go DAWGS! 

What a difference a week makes! Myles changes everyday – he seems to be growing right before our eyes (which, literally, he is – already having gained ½ the weight lost after birth.) Everyday he takes in more of his world. Yesterday I looked at him & he looked so different than just a few days ago. It makes it so hard to hold onto those moments when it’s peaceful & perfect & I try to memorize the feel of his skin & the smell of his head & the way he looks up at us knowing that it’s fleeting. But I also know those times will be replaced by new perfect moments of the future. Even when looking at pictures from one week ago, I think, “This just doesn’t do the moment justice.” But everyday we're so excited to see what new changes life will bring to us through Myles!

Tupelo LOVES Myles & keeps a sharp eye on him

"Hmmm, I think I shall make a poop for you." And that's just what our young Myles did.

"That's hilarious...and then what happened?"

"A wiener dog just licked my toes!!!"

Watchful Myles, ever the skeptic

Writing the BOB blog  was a great way to spend my pregnancy & I really enjoyed it. I do miss those pregnancy kicks & when I look at Myles's little feet I can't believe THOSE were making the kicks!

We will continue blogging about our SmithAldridge adventures...and fondly remember all the BOB times! And whenever we or others wanna call Myles "Bob", it will be smiled upon.

MYLES FLYNN SMITHALDRIDGE

BOB no longer, Welcome to the World

MYLES FLYNN SMITHALDRIDGE

born 9/1/12 at 4:17pm, 7lbs 9oz, 19 1/2 inches long

Myles Flynn,  less than 1 day old

So, who had “Boy, September 1^st, 4:17pm?” That is when we became parents and nothing’s been the same. After 34 ½ hours of labor, we finally met the little baby boy who gave me such a smooth & kind pregnancy.

Many things did not go as planned during the labor & delivery and although Greg & I went into this with a natural birth plan, we also said that our ultimate goal was to leave the hospital with a healthy baby. And that’s what we did. Some things are out of our control and we would make peace with whatever decisions needed to be made to give us a healthy baby. Although I was able to avoid a C-section, delivery left me with a loss of blood that ended in convulsions & passing out (hey, I always wondered what smelling salts were like and I reacted just like in the movies!) I ended up receiving a blood transfusion the next day as my blood pressure & heart rate would not stabilize. However, 34 ½ hours of labor, 22 of which were “natural”, convulsions & one blood transfusion later, we got to leave the hospital with our wonderful new addition!

When people say it changes your whole world, they’re not kidding. Emotionally, physically, environmentally – everything looks different, from the minute to the monumental. The other day Greg said, “I never noticed all these crazy ass people on the street and shitty drivers til I had a baby in the backseat. Were these people here before we had Myles?”

And Myles is truly amazing! I cannot stop myself from staring at his perfect face and touching is soft skin, petting his full head of hair (that never once gave me heartburn! Thanks Myles!) and kissing his little cheeks. When I look at him I feel like my chest is going to explode and it can be completely overwhelming. I said to Greg, “I feel overwhelmed. Not overwhelmed as in ‘too much to handle’, but overwhelmed as in the feeling to do my best is the biggest thing I’ve ever felt.” Sometimes all I can think is, “I want to do my best for him. ALL I want is to do is my best.” 

Mere moments after birth, Myles was placed on my chest where he was awake & yelling. When I held him, he immediately calmed, looked around alert & blinking and then  "crawled" to nurse & fell asleep. 

Daddy with Myles, after cutting the cord & "clean up" time

So in love

Daddy, Myles & Tupelo enjoy the backyard

Already stronger eyesight, looks at us & reaches up

Myles, 6 days old & staring us down!