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You should reserve CreamyJunior now ;)

The lad looks perfectly content to be the center of attraction with tons of attention units coming his way. Smart lad! Score!

Cheers! And congrats again :mug:
 
I hesitate to celebrate but all of his bloodwork has been coming back normal consistantly. He has graduated from incubator to a little crib (which, by the way, looks like it was meant for grain, but I digress) and the only thing they are giving him now is his antibiotics until the 14 dose regimen is over. If all goes according to plan, I am taking him home on Thursday.

When my wife came out of the bathroom almost 10 months ago shrieking happily that I was going to be a father, one of the many things I started worrying about was not connecting to my son.

I connected with him somewhere between 30 and 60 seconds after meeting him.

I am not a tough guy, nor a strong guy (neither of will nor bodily) but I am pretty certain that if someone hurt my son (or my wife for that matter) I am capable of literally inverting their chest cavity.

Im still not going to bring his stroller onto the train at rush hour though.
 
If you are traveling, umbrella strollers are the way to go. Fold them up and they take up hardly any space. But if you are going to be walking a long time, the full sized ones that let the car seat snap into them are really nice.
 
Yesterday at about 1pm we brought David Frank home to Astoria. No more IV, no more heart monitors, no more doctors and nurses...

I've learned a few things about him over the past couple days. He does not like his diaper changed. In fact, it is the only time he cries. He likes being held, likes sleeping, really likes milk, and likes being outside on the porch. New York City traffic and train sounds as well as neighbors's conversations dont effect him in the least.

He sleeps better (knock wood) than I am told is typical. My wife had to get up only twice last night (ashamed to say I slept through), and that was just because it was bottle time. He settled right back down after that and passed out. So, in short my son is an eating machine who is used to people and doesnt cry without good reason, and on top of this is one hell of a good looking baby.

I think we will keep him.
 
Yesterday at about 1pm we brought David Frank home to Astoria. No more IV, no more heart monitors, no more doctors and nurses...

I've learned a few things about him over the past couple days. He does not like his diaper changed. In fact, it is the only time he cries. He likes being held, likes sleeping, really likes milk, and likes being outside on the porch. New York City traffic and train sounds as well as neighbors's conversations dont effect him in the least.

He sleeps better (knock wood) than I am told is typical. My wife had to get up only twice last night (ashamed to say I slept through), and that was just because it was bottle time. He settled right back down after that and passed out. So, in short my son is an eating machine who is used to people and doesnt cry without good reason, and on top of this is one hell of a good looking baby.

I think we will keep him.

My friend (a newish mother) emailed this to me today. Thought it was quite fitting for CG
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Judgemental baby
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Does not believe you when you say this is the best way to take his temperature.
 
:D Imagine my relief when I was told that his temperature could be taken under his arm.

For a baby who has been poked and prodded and jabbed with little needles in his heel since he was born, he doesnt seem particularly traumatized. Take his temperature and he just moves around and does baby stuff. Its horribly cute.
 
Congrats! You're life has officialy changed forever - in a good way.

this. I went from an angry jaded a-hole to a guy trying to make sure our boys grow into something better than me. they keep me in line as much as I keep them in line. and I know it sounds cliche, but that first time that tiny person grabs your finger is enough to melt anyone's' heart.
 
this. I went from an angry jaded a-hole to a guy trying to make sure our boys grow into something better than me. they keep me in line as much as I keep them in line. and I know it sounds cliche, but that first time that tiny person grabs your finger is enough to melt anyone's' heart.

Dude, my son has Kung Fu Grip. I'm not going to say that his finger squeezes hurt... but they are getting there.
 
Dude, my son has Kung Fu Grip. I'm not going to say that his finger squeezes hurt... but they are getting there.

My left hand still hurts from playing bloody knuckles with my oldest boy this past weekend. You have that to look forward to - when they are 6'3" and can easily woop the old man!
 
My left hand still hurts from playing bloody knuckles with my oldest boy this past weekend. You have that to look forward to - when they are 6'3" and can easily woop the old man!

That's where crazy comes in. If you convince them that you're nuts when they're younger, they won't mess with you when they're old enough to whip your ass. I'm telling you it works! Crazy beats big every time! It's worked for my wife for 25+ years. :D
 
Stupid question... can I use starsan to sanitize pacifiers?

I think it would work great, but I would definitely most definitely rinse afterwards.

I remember some guy here suggesting he keeps a little spraybottle with him for disinfecting himself after having sex with hookers. That's some similar practical thinking like yours, Creamy.
 
Well, at first you're going to Starsan them. Then you move on to a quick rinse under the faucet. Sooner or later you'll just give it a quick suck in your own mouth. Then you just give up altogether and hand it back to the kid as-is.
 
I'm really becoming "that guy."

While I still enjoy my time alone to play Minecraft or putter around, I have spent literally hours watching him sleep, or his little hand mannerisms. Wish I was home with him rather than in the office at the moment.
 
I'm really becoming "that guy."

While I still enjoy my time alone to play Minecraft or putter around, I have spent literally hours watching him sleep, or his little hand mannerisms. Wish I was home with him rather than in the office at the moment.

I have about 30 hours of video tape of my oldest drooling. Seriously, it's just a close up of his face, drooling. I'd sit with him in my lap every day for about the first month of his life filming this.

Funny thing is you'd have trouble finding any video of my youngest son at all. :D
 
I can't think of a better place to use my 100th post than right here congratulating the new Dad.

Glad to hear your son came through the hospital ok, and it sounds like he has already sorted out who is in charge at home. Enjoy the times you get, and don't let anything make you forget that these memories are forever.
I have 2 sons, the older of which had a rough birth; they had scheduled my wife for induced labor, but she, and the baby, reacted badly to the drugs she was given, he thrashed around in the womb and got the cord wrapped around his neck. After a 5AM emergency C-section, everything ended up ok, and we are all very happy. My boys are what keeps me on track and doing what needs done.

Again, congrats and enjoy it. :mug::ban:
 
I am not a tough guy, nor a strong guy (neither of will nor bodily) but I am pretty certain that if someone hurt my son (or my wife for that matter) I am capable of literally inverting their chest cavity.
I'm a big guy (6'0", 320 lbs, 54" chest), and while I have the capacity to throw one hell of a beat down, I'm often described as a big ol' teddy bear.

However, the first time I held my nephew, I knew if anyone ever hurt him, they would be better off kneeling in front of the judge begging for the maximum sentence than what will happen to them if I get my hands on them. The kid is 7 years old this week, and that feeling hasn't changed. (And now he has a 10 month old sister. Anyone hurts her, once I'm done with 'em here, I'll chase 'em through the gates of hell and go after 'em there too.)

I can't even imagine if they were my own kids.
 
[...]Anyone hurts her, once I'm done with 'em here, I'll chase 'em through the gates of hell and go after 'em there too.)

I can't even imagine if they were my own kids.

Incrementally more intense: you'd chase the remains of the perp you "killed" in Hell to wherever they go from there.

You know....

"Detroit".

Cheers! ;)
 

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