Thursday, June 28, 2007

Our munchkin is growing so quickly!

It's amazing how quickly time flies. It seems like only last week we got home from the hospital with Erini in our arms, and now she's rolling over! It's crazy to think that she's four months old now.

And from the sound of things, not very happy right now...

Excuse me...

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Water Girl

Rini had her first swim today at the Grant MacEwan Centre for Sports and Wellness. At first I wasn't sure how well this would work, but that was due to a lot of things. First, wearing a swim diaper and a swim suit. Not something she was used to, and we also put the suit on backwards. Oops! That led to a bit of crying, and she was a little uneasy about going into a big pool. After a bit though she was kicking around like crazy! We even spent a little time over at the hot tub. We just dipped her in, we're not that irresponsible to leave our daughter to cook in 40C water. Just a taste, in and out, but mostly on the steps.

I knew that swimming tuckered you out, but I had no idea what it would do for Rini. After she had her fuss getting changed, we put her in the stroller and she promptly slept for the next four hours!

In the mean time, I need to get to sleep, or I am going to be in attrocious shape for work tomorrow.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Father's Day

This is my first official father's day, and it's given me a moment to think about the previous twenty-seven to which I gave hommage to my dad. I'm still going to give him a call and talk to him, it is his day after all, buy now I have something to celebrate with him. I'm not the most experienced parent at this point, as my wife would be quick to second, but in the past four months my daughter and I have worked at establishing a bond. It's comforting to know that the emotional bond we have is reinforced by the sealing bond that my wife and I have to each other, our daughter, and any other children that will be born to us in the future.

The great irony to this is the thought that our screaming, squalling, and messy daughter will be with us for eternity. But with that we also have our cute, adorable, and peaceful daughter. Gotta take the good with the bad, and I suppose in the long run, it's all good.

It's odd that you develop a greater appreciation for your parents once you become a parent yourself, but that is probably one of the greatest things of God's plan for his children. Great joy is born from great sorrow, as is portrayed in the scriptures countless times, and is a contributing factor as to why a baby's cry is one of the most irritating and heartbreaking things to the human ear. Although Erini has not started talking yet, I'm sure my heart will melt the first time I hear her say, "Daddy" or "Dada" or whatever babbling I'll convince myself is speech that seems to resemble one of the many titles for a father. Just so long as she doesn't refer to me as a personal ATM, I'll be fine.

Or I might be like my father-in-law, who when his daughter got married, dressed up in a King Henry costume and recited the poem, "A Father's Lament," which he wrote himself, hence I couldn't find it on the net. I'll see if I can convince him to dig it up, but in summary, he goes to great length describing what he went through raising his beloved daughter, and how he never complained, until August 2, 2003, when his little girl got married.