We're a little late this month, but we're posting, so that's something, right?
Sweet Felicity is 5 weeks old today. Overall she is an easy-going baby - she usually only wakes up once in the middle of the night, naps like a pro, and doesn't cry in public places like airplanes, restaurants, etc. We can already tell she is a people-person and will be outgoing; she readily smiles at strangers and enjoys being held by most anyone (unless it's time to eat, in which case only mom will suffice!). We haven't been able to capture one of her million-watt smiles on camera yet, but they're inconsistent at this point and a little hard to predict.
Rachel's parents were in town in late November to visit. Although Paul missed the birth by about 36 hours, Beth was an invaluable part of Rachel's birth support (see birth story here) and stayed on an additional two weeks to make sure of the following: 1) we didn't kill our child; 2) we remembered to eat and had food to consume on hand; 3) we didn't drown in our own laundry and lack of cleaning skills. Seriously though, we absolutely could not have made it those first few weeks without her (some people, not mentioned in this post, may have bawled their eyes out when she left). We asked her to move in...
You'll be surprised to know that we are doing other things besides bragging up our sweet offspring. Most importantly, Ian is once again in the throes of the job hunt. He interviewed with Georgetown and Indiana University at the Eastern APA last week, and Washington University (St. Louis, MO) has requested a fly-out interview in February.
We're currently in Albuquerque, New Mexico visiting Jan, Ian's mom. Felicity is her first grandchild and, against all expectations, Jan is enthralled with her. We've been eating a ridiculous amount of chile (of the red and green variety, or "Christmas" if you have them together in one dish). Ian's sister Hilly and her husband Ben join us tomorrow for what promises to be a fantastic weekend. The four of us drove to Santa Fe for the afternoon which was a whole lot of fun.
And, skipping around a bit, Ian and I did our own Christmas for the first time. We had a little tree in the bay windows of our apartment which we didn't kill (awesome!). For the most part, we made some excellent food and just hung out. For Christmas Eve, we made prosciutto and date ebelskivers for brunch and Ian made posole with pork and all of the fixings for dinner. On Christmas morning, true to McCready tradition, Rachel made homemade sticky rolls (they looked ridiculous but tasted heavenly) to pair with grapefruit and summer sausage (which we couldn't find in New York, so we had some other sort of sausage...). Ian still doesn't quite understand the food combination (do any of us?), but he's learning to just smile and nod when it comes to Christmas traditions and Rachel's staunch desire to adhere to all of things she grew up with. SMILE AND NOD. For dinner, we had roasted rack of lamb, garlic and Parmesan mashed potatoes, and shaved brussel sprouts with pecans. There was an unfortunately eggy pecan and chocolate pie in the mix of Christmas food, a disgraceful recipe pulled up online from Emeril. Fail Emeril, fail.
So far being parents is really suiting us. Neither of us anticipated wanting and having a baby so soon in our marriage, but it has absolutely been the best adventure and we can't imagine our lives without our sweet bundle of joy (with the poop-sack attached to her bum).
Sweet Felicity is 5 weeks old today. Overall she is an easy-going baby - she usually only wakes up once in the middle of the night, naps like a pro, and doesn't cry in public places like airplanes, restaurants, etc. We can already tell she is a people-person and will be outgoing; she readily smiles at strangers and enjoys being held by most anyone (unless it's time to eat, in which case only mom will suffice!). We haven't been able to capture one of her million-watt smiles on camera yet, but they're inconsistent at this point and a little hard to predict.
Rachel's parents were in town in late November to visit. Although Paul missed the birth by about 36 hours, Beth was an invaluable part of Rachel's birth support (see birth story here) and stayed on an additional two weeks to make sure of the following: 1) we didn't kill our child; 2) we remembered to eat and had food to consume on hand; 3) we didn't drown in our own laundry and lack of cleaning skills. Seriously though, we absolutely could not have made it those first few weeks without her (some people, not mentioned in this post, may have bawled their eyes out when she left). We asked her to move in...
You'll be surprised to know that we are doing other things besides bragging up our sweet offspring. Most importantly, Ian is once again in the throes of the job hunt. He interviewed with Georgetown and Indiana University at the Eastern APA last week, and Washington University (St. Louis, MO) has requested a fly-out interview in February.
We're currently in Albuquerque, New Mexico visiting Jan, Ian's mom. Felicity is her first grandchild and, against all expectations, Jan is enthralled with her. We've been eating a ridiculous amount of chile (of the red and green variety, or "Christmas" if you have them together in one dish). Ian's sister Hilly and her husband Ben join us tomorrow for what promises to be a fantastic weekend. The four of us drove to Santa Fe for the afternoon which was a whole lot of fun.
And, skipping around a bit, Ian and I did our own Christmas for the first time. We had a little tree in the bay windows of our apartment which we didn't kill (awesome!). For the most part, we made some excellent food and just hung out. For Christmas Eve, we made prosciutto and date ebelskivers for brunch and Ian made posole with pork and all of the fixings for dinner. On Christmas morning, true to McCready tradition, Rachel made homemade sticky rolls (they looked ridiculous but tasted heavenly) to pair with grapefruit and summer sausage (which we couldn't find in New York, so we had some other sort of sausage...). Ian still doesn't quite understand the food combination (do any of us?), but he's learning to just smile and nod when it comes to Christmas traditions and Rachel's staunch desire to adhere to all of things she grew up with. SMILE AND NOD. For dinner, we had roasted rack of lamb, garlic and Parmesan mashed potatoes, and shaved brussel sprouts with pecans. There was an unfortunately eggy pecan and chocolate pie in the mix of Christmas food, a disgraceful recipe pulled up online from Emeril. Fail Emeril, fail.
So far being parents is really suiting us. Neither of us anticipated wanting and having a baby so soon in our marriage, but it has absolutely been the best adventure and we can't imagine our lives without our sweet bundle of joy (with the poop-sack attached to her bum).
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