Revisionist Thinking

I’ve always loved the concept of revisionist thinking.  JFK…the greatest US president?…or the chap who had a bit Marilyn Monroe on the side?  Take your pick.  A very shallow example I suppose.  Sometimes it works other ways.  Every Friday and Saturday night BOTH local radio stations have a 70s and 80s Glitz Mix.  We glorify the days of old…that is until we see pictures of the hair, clothes and mobile phones.  Around our house we’ve fell victim to a bit of revisionist thinking…or you could just call it rose tinted glasses.

Holly is now just over 3 and 1/2 weeks old.  She’s at a stage where she won’t settle on her back (front, side…you name it).  She’s getting into odd feeding habits and gets really unsettled between 3am and 6:30am.  To be honest, babies drive me nuts.  Its seems as though you can’t count on much with these little beasts.  Of course in my memory I’m taken back to the days of brief 10:30pm dream feeds and a boy that slept from 7:00pm to 7:00am.  Surely he was doing this by day 4…right?  OK, maybe not.  I’m smart enough to remember that I went through lots of ideas to get us over more than a few hurdles.  But surely by 3 1/2 weeks we were starting to get some order.

DUH!  No chance.  Last night Nicola decided to check out the blog from 2005.  I started it when Evan was about 3 weeks old.  Guess what.  We’re probably 2 weeks ahead in milestones in comparison to Evan.  So that made us feel a lot better.  Parenthood doesn’t really get any easier second time around (and I’m guessing 3rd, 4th etc etc either).  What does make it feel easier is that you know it ends…it being the difficult, unsettled and unpredictable times.  Already we’ve got a great feeding schedule (even if she’s a bit lax in the late afternoon…but we’ve started to sort this with a mix of formula and breast milk at 6:45pm).  We’ve started using the swaddle (with reinforced velcro straps…cruel?  I think NOT!) and yesterday I found the greatest use for the iPod ever.  I downloaded 10 minute loops of an electric fan, hair dryer and a rain with womb sounds.  Suddenly those crap non-powered external iPod speakers I got for holiday a few months ago have real use.  However the £150 cot accessory is a little steep.

Wow…that’s a lot of verbage.  If you’re feeling more than a little broody I suggest you check out the early blog here.  Be sure to scroll to the bottom to start from the very beginning.

BTW…you may have noticed that the blog has a bit of different look.  Its no longer Evan’s Dad’s Blog but rather Evan and Holly’s Dad’s Blog.  So we had to add a feminine touch to it. (bigger pictures too).

The mother-in-law got me a Rally Thrill experience at Silvestone…AWESOME!

Me in the helmet condom

On Monday my great mate, Simon Kemp, and I raced off to FOCUS on Imaging at the NEC.  I learned I don’t need to go again for at least 3 years!

This morning…awww…bless!

Playing coy

Now you know why we call her Dolly

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