Time Flies

The thing that has surprised me most since our L'il Linker has come onto the scene is how quickly the day goes by. Don't get me wrong, I'm usually counting down the seconds until Steve gets home from work but on most days it's mid-afternoon before I know it. Last week I realized that it was already 4 pm and I hadn't even brushed my teeth (sorry Owen). I was warned about this baby time warp but didn't get it until now. It's a good day if I can do a little laundry, tidy up the house and go for a walk. I tip my toothbrush to Mom's with more than one kid, these little ones are time consuming!

March 9th marked the one month anniversary of Owen's earthly debut. Unfortunately it's taken me an additional two weeks to write this post. Blame baby time warp.


I would describe the last six weeks as overwhelmingly joyous with punctuations of tremendous frustration. I spend a lot of time just staring at Owen and am amazed that grown adults can get so excited by bodily functions considered rude in polite circles. In recent weeks Owen has met his Bubbe Linker, Great Aunts Naomi and Carole, Great Uncles Lew and Alan, cousin Gregg and Aunt Tracey. He's also reached some exciting milestones: outgrowing his newborn clothes and tolerating bath time. If only that calm would translate to diaper and clothing changes. Soon enough, I suppose.

Bubbe's got the magic touch

Those of you who know Steve or are familiar with the web site, stuff on my cat, will appreciate this shot.