Reunion

misty  ·  Sun, Sep 27, 2015

Chase, Milo, and I headed out to our birth class reunion this afternoon. In total, there were 6 couples in our class, and we (along with one other couple) had the latest due date. The other couple with our due date had their baby on July 30th, which means that Milo was the youngest baby present at the gathering. The babies ranged in age from 13 weeks to 6 weeks, and it was incredible to see the difference between all of the babies’ development. It’s also exciting to think that Milo is going to develop so quickly in the coming weeks!

We had a nice time talking to all the other parents and comparing out little ones. It’s nice to hear that other parents are just as confounded by the crying and fussing of their little bundles. One dad called his son a terrorist and marveled, “Imagine if an adult behaved this way. Imagine if [my wife] was totally cool one moment and then just became inconsolable and started screaming her head off. Then she farts and is, like, totally cool again.” I’d never thought of it that way, but that was a fun conversation.

The other babies were so stinking cute! They’re in various stages of learning to hold their heads up and learning to coo, etc. A couple of the babies were pacifier pros (we still haven’t convinced Milo to take one). One dad was determined to hold all of the littles (he succeeded), and at the end of the party, he deemed Milo the cutest. I don’t know about that, but I think that with time she might be the biggest. She was the youngest, but she was probably about the same size as the others. I don’t know how we ended up with such a chubby baby, but I’m not complaining!

Milo handled herself well all afternoon. She fussed once when she got tired, but we got her to sleep easily. The only time she cried was at the end of the party when we got ready to take the photo (of course). Then something crazy happened - we put her on the sofa next to all the other babies, a couple of whom were also fussing, and they self-soothed and all stopped crying! It was amazing to see. And the photo (see Day Forty-Five) is just about the cutest thing ever. Seriously, brace yourself.