Going out of order
Watching Diehard at Christmas.
At one time, this blog was going to be a chronological record of Jack Henry’s life. Having a kid, it turns out, is really time consuming, though. If I continue to try and keep this thing strictly chronological, Jack’s gonna be in college before I have time to get his entire first month of life posted. I don’t wanna miss stuff that’s happening now. So, from here on, I will continue to update with old stuff, but it will be mixed with real time new stuff as we go! I’ll make the chronological stuff all searchable with tags or something.
Bringing Jack home was scary. As nervous as those first few days in the hospital were, at least you had doctors and nurses all around you. Once you were home, you were on your own.
We were somewhat nervous because we were bringing Jack Henry home to a house with four dogs (miniature daschunds). They’re all good dogs, but we had no idea how they would take to a baby. In preparation, we brought one of his blankets home first and let them spend a few days learning his scent.
Once we got him home, we introduced him to the dogs one at a time then, eventually, let them all into the room together. At one point, one of our dogs, named Eleanor Rigby, growled. We were immediately heart broken. We love Ellie, but there was no way we were going to create a situation where Jack might be in danger of ever being bit. Sara started crying. A few minutes later she growled again and we quickly realized she was growling at the other dogs whenever they got too close to Jack! She was being protective of him! You can’t imagine how relieved we were.
Ever since then Ellie has become obsessed with Jack. All of the dogs are somewhat interested in him, but Ellie follows us into his nursery, watches him, and won’t stop licking him. She loves him. It’s all very sweet.
Right before we brought Jack Henry home from the hospital, he peed on me.