Elia’s Growth: Statistically Speaking – Ten Months

Weight

  • Birth: 7 lbs 1 oz
  • Three Days: 6 lbs 11 oz – 50%
  • Two Weeks: 7 lbs 5 oz – 50%
  • One Month: 8 lbs 6.5 oz – 50%
  • Eight Weeks: 10 lbs 10.5 oz – 50%
  • Four Months: 14 lbs 10 oz – 50%
  • Six Months: 16 lbs 2 oz – 40%
  • Ten Months: 18 lbs 4 oz – 40%

Length

  • Birth: 20″ (we think this was .5 off)
  • Three Days: 19.5″ – 50%
  • Two Weeks: 20.5″ – 75%
  • One Month: 21.75″ – 75%
  • Eight Weeks: 22.60″ – 75%
  • Four Months: 24.50″ – 75%
  • Six Months: 26.5″ – 60%
  • Ten Months: 28.5″ – 60%

Head

  • Birth: Unknown
  • Three Days: 13 7/8″ – 75%
  • Two Weeks: 14″ – 75%
  • One Month: 14.5″ – 75%
  • Eight Weeks: 15 3/8″ – 75%
  • Four Months: 16.25″ – 75%
  • Six Months: 17″ – 60%
  • Ten Months: 17.75″ – 60%

We Carry – A Poem

A beautifully written poem by a great friend that has also lost like we have.

We Carry

We carry the grins

The belly laughs

The chubby cheeks

We carry the smiling eyes

The first steps

The shared naps

We carry the “I love you”

The hugs and kisses

The birthdays

We carry the could have been

The should have been

The memories

We carry the tears

The longing

The impossible good-bye

But most of all

We carry the love

The hope

The promise of One Day

We carry You

In our hearts

Always

J.R. Ganzel

Rewind: Food For The First Time

Elia’s Age: 6 months

Ahem…by food, I mean solids (not that nursing isn’t food). I’m tell you, giving kids food for the first time creates some of the best faces, reactions, and sounds (and thankfully those experiences don’t stop with the very first food, but the first time that they eat many different things over the first few years).

It really is amazing how much things have changed in the four years between Ezra and Elia (of course we didn’t get to experience this with Liam)…for example, they are now suggesting that we no longer hold back on introducing food types or groups to kids – feed them anything, and do it early, as this is proving to help decrease food allergies. Ok, I can support it, but in moving from the theoretical to the logistical, we are finding some decent difficulty just trying new things before she gets ‘too old.’ Following the simple advise of introducing new things one at a time, and focusing on those things for a few days to determine how her body will react to the new food, it becomes quite the chore to introduce new food groups long before we would have done it previously. You almost need a organizational/planning chart if you want to aggressively introduce. Anyhow, as you can see below, her first reaction to rice cereal was about par for the course.

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Rewind: Florida Spring Break

Elia Age: 6 months

Observations from Florida: March is a pretty decent time to hit northern Florida. My Grandparents are amazing. A last minute decision to drive 3 hours each way to surprise Ezra with a trip to Disney’s Animal Kingdom was awesome, tiring, expensive, and completely worth it (and Elia was a serious trooper). I’m amazed at what my Grandparents are still able to do with their Great-Grandchildren – build, play, swing, color, and read. I love that Ezra and Elia have a great relationship with their Great-Grandparents. If given a choice, there is no choice: non-stop flights are the only way to go with kids. Memories are worth the wallet hit and the headaches.

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Rewind: Elia Hits The Pool

Age: 6 months (as these rewind posts are created, age seems like an important thing to include in Elia’s case)

Given how much we like swimming, it’s somewhat surprising that it took us an entire six months before we found our way to the pool with Elia. But, it seemed to work out alright since after the initial environmental shock, she settled right in and enjoyed the experience. Ezra showed her the surroundings of the kid’s pool, and I took her to the deeper end for some underwater time. I’m always amazed at how instinctual it is for kids to hold their breath when underwater…I guess that I just presumed that it was a taught skill prior to having children. Going to the pool with Ezra and Elia is a different experience than with just one of them, but Ezra has come a long way in swim lessons, and he has afforded us the ability to just let him play on his own without constant supervision..which is both freeing and troubling at the same time.

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Rewind: A Lack Of Posts

I continue to completely underestimate the power that two kids have over time. It seems that they have the ability to manipulate time, space, and energy in ways that I never thought possible…with this blog being a primary target of theirs. Apparently, they are not big fans of being published, or they would allow for more time for me to write. Well, as promised several times prior, I am going to give it another attempt to start back to writing; and because there is so much to share, there will be a series of posts titled ‘Rewind,’ where we will journey back in time a few months and explore happenings that took place (what seems like) eons ago. Let’s begin…

Elia – 10 Months!

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Ezra – 62 Months!

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Elia – 8 Months!

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A Father’s Day Essay

I was recently contacted by the Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep organization about writing a piece on Father’s Day for their newsletter…below is what I came up with.

From A Father’s Perspective. by Liam’s Dad
It’s hard when people forget to tell you “Happy Father’s Day!” because they don’t see the child that you have. It’s hard to watch and hear other people tell stories about how they get to go do something special with their kids on Father’s Day, and we have to go to a cemetery (or memorial spot) to spend the day together. But the truth doesn’t lie with everyone else.
This is the third Father’s Day that I spend as a grieving parent.
I was not supposed to know what it felt like to spend three Father’s Days as a grieving parent. Father’s Day celebrations that I had dreamed about did not look like this. But here I find myself, like all of you, grappling with the idea that I am a father without one of my children.
Two days shy of being two months old, our son Liam, died in February of 2011. As June rolled around a few months later, the thought of a “Father’s Day celebration” seemed like an idea that was far away from what my emotions could handle. Even saying the words created a pit in my stomach. I actually tried to mentally prepare myself for the day, but as you all know, no amount of ‘preparation’ actually compared to how the day presented itself.
June 19, 2011 was an emotional roller coaster that lasted all day long. It was worse than I thought it would be. As parents, and as fathers, our expectation is that we will work tirelessly to provide for our families. We will do whatever it takes to care for them, and that we will exist in concert with our spouses to ensure that every opportunity is given to them. We cherish that we will laugh, hug, and buy ice cream. We support, and mentor our children; and under no circumstances will we let anything bad happen to them. This is what Father’s Day celebrates. It has nothing to do with the legal fact that you conceived a child; rather that you are that child’s loving and caring parent. And when it is all taken away from you, it’s difficult to cope with what the day actually means.
The truth is that we may not have been able to take our kids out for an ice cream; but we have shown them in our time together that we love, care, and cherish them. However that time was spent for however long or short it was. We are reminded of this through the pain and the exhaustive loss that is felt every day, especially on Father’s Day.
I wish that I could tell you that it has gotten easier over the last two years, and that entering the third time around, I have been able to focus only on the ‘love, love, love.’ But that would be a lie.
The day has not gotten easier. The celebration has lost almost all of its luster. Sometimes on Father’s Day I feel ashamed, sometimes I do feel love, and sometimes I feel satisfied; but I always feel incomplete.This year, I am committing to doing one thing: smile more. I will look at the amazing pictures that I have of Liam and me, I will say his name, and I will try to remember that Father’s Day 2013 is celebrating the time that I had with Liam, not the time that I have been without.