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Posted Oct. 18, 2002


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A Baby Takes Over a House
She's here.
Audrey Alice Moore entered this world under protest at 5:37 p.m. on Thursday, Oct. 3, 2002, weighing in at 6 pounds even.
She was born small, but she's already taken over a townhouse and a station wagon and has turned the lives of two grown adults topsy-turvy. The first evidence of this is that this column announcing her birth is a week late.
Katie and I are doing fine and after a few days at home have overcome the first-baby jitters. Katie had her first experience with projectile vomit last night and both of us have been introduced to the amazing digestive talents of a newborn.
But she's so cute. I've been saying that about 20 times a day since Audrey arrived, but I can't think of anything else to describe the overwhelming cuteness of this little girl. It's as though we gave birth to a Smurf.
Katie's favorite pastime has become watching our baby stretch her teeny hands above her head, straighten out her skinny legs to their tippy-toes, and rub her arms across her eyes several times a day. She looks as though she's cheering for the Redskins, throwing her hands up with each big play and covering her face with each bad one.
Lack of sleep has settled into our house quite comfortably. Where we used to sleep seven or eight hours a night in a row, now we are happy to get five or six in one- or two-hour chunks between 9 p.m. and 9 a.m. If we are lucky one of us is able to catch a couple of hours of sleep during the day, so at least one of us can be well rested for the nighttime.
And getting less sleep than I ever did in college is not as easy as it was in college, because along with the huge responsibility of parenthood comes one very rude awakening: I'm old.
Katie will never be old, but men get old the instant they become fathers. I can just see Audrey as a teenager asking to borrow the car, or failing a class in college, or bonking her best friend in the head with an Elmo doll at age 6.
Will I have the luxury of cracking open another beer and laughing about the incident with an old buddy? Will I just tell her to be quiet so I can watch a TV show? Will I be unreachable out on some golf course?
Nope.
I'll be right there with Audrey, helping her solve her problems from today, when her concerns are mostly about how to pass gas through her system, to adulthood, when her concerns may become much more complex.
I may not have gray hair and an authoritarian voice today, but I certainly will tomorrow. My father could always keep me and my sister in line with a loud whistle, a stern look, or a few choice words in his booming voice. These are all skills, he said, that people don't develop until they really need them, as parents.
However, with Audrey just 12 days old we have already begun to predict her schedule a little bit and we have seen her start to rest a little easier, which means her parents can rest a little easier as well. Predictability in babies is fleeting, I'm sure, and it probably means the baby is training us more than we are training her.
Speaking of training, I have started teaching Audrey what little Spanish I know, in the hopes she will begin speaking in the next few days or so.
I just can't wait to have a conversation with her.
Next week, we will begin her engineering education, the piano lessons, solving problems in astrophysics, and reviewing the written works of Plato, Aristotle and Socrates. We've already got the music of Mozart, Bach and Beethoven playing on a crazy-looking mobile hanging over the crib.
As every parent knows, our children are born to be geniuses, gifted with talents like no other, problem-free, socialites, intelligent and well-rounded.
But for now it might just be enough to know that she's cute.

Copyright © 2002 The Herndon Publishing Company

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