Day 22

TWENTY TWO DAYS OLD

Keeping my parents awake all night is really draining.

Day 21

THREE WEEKS OLD

LEPRECHAUN OR BABY? I'm just not sure anymore.

Extra love and thanks to the amazing Ms. Laura, who celebrated Quinn's 3 week birth anniversary by sending him the awesome ROCKETBABY bib seen above and some amazing hand-sewn burp cloths, both from Pumpkinhead Baby Co.! Thank you!!!!

Day 20

20 DAYS OLD

Guest post by the Grandma(Cait lost her cable and internet for a bit).
Quinn spent his day visiting with his Great Grandma, getting a tongue bath by a German Shepard and remaining the cutest baby in the world! He then went home and screamed for 3 hours. Poor baby(I mean Cait here!) He has been sleeping ever since. What a muffin :)

Day 19

NINETEEN DAYS OLD

Acid reflux medicine? Gross, Dad.


Aaaaaaand, more smiling:

Day 18

EIGHTEEN DAYS OLD

Whoever said babies only smile when they have gas is completely and utterly lying. Behold: proof.

EXTRAS:

Quinn kicking back with his Baby Sputnik blanket from 826 Seattle's astronaut supply store, a gift from the lovely Lindsay! Thank you, gracious humanoid!

Quinn (and his bff Dapper Groundhog), underwhelmed, in his new motorized chair. More Dapper Groundhog here.

Day 17

SEVENTEEN DAYS OLD

After days and days and days of staring at him pensively and intently, Quinn finally has the presence of mind to reach up and touch his favorite toy- the yellow elephant w/ the tummy full of marbles that hangs from the arch of his baby chair! He then celebrates, per usual, with a power nap.

Mommy & Daddy have apparently cured all of Quinn's tummy woes- not with prescriptions, not with expensive & fancy bottles, but with good, old fashioned gripe water. A collective "duh" settles over the earth.

(ps: my son is the handsomest ever.)

Day 16

SIXTEEN DAYS OLD

Nana's been in town from Worcester since yesterday, watching Quinn and giving Daddy & Mommy some much needed rest. In his usual rockstar tradition, Quinn entertained a revolving door of guests (this time from the Worcester area) all of whom wanted to make him laugh and/or have pictures taken with him. What is it that makes him so irresistible?

I think it's the nose.

Day 15

FIFTEEN DAYS OLD

Colic or acid reflux? Nobody is quite sure yet, but Quinn has a prescription for acid reflux medicine and hopefully that fixes the problem once and for all. It was raining this morning before his doctor's appointment, so Mommy and Grandma made sure Quinn was covered from head to toe.

Day 14

TWO WEEKS OLD

After another day of almost constant, inconsolable crying, Quinn has his first visit to the ER. While there was no official diagnosis, the suspicion is acid reflux. Looks like Quinn'll be headed back to Dr. Chang sooner than he anticipated.

As you can see from the photo above, Quinn is already so much like Daddy that he's mediating in his sleep.

Day 13

THIRTEEN DAYS OLD

Quinn meets both his great grandma and cousin Erin for the first time- Mommy sleeps ALL DAY and cannot vouch for anything that happened after Daddy got home from work at 5:30.

Day 12

TWELVE DAYS OLD

In the continuing adventures of Uber Baby, Dr. Chang tells Mommy that instead of the half an ounce a day normal babies gain, Quinn is gaining an ounce and a half instead.

In a day of firsts, Quinn tries apple juice and hears Fleetwood Mac, both for the first time, and is equally as underwhelmed by both. In other news: still grins when Mommy sings "So Fresh, So Clean" at bath time.

Day 11

11 DAYS OLD


Grandma babysits so Mommy and Daddy can go on a date for the first time in what seems like forever- cuteness, as usual, ensues.

Day 10

TEN DAYS OLD

The worst of the worst seems to be over- after 6 hours of screaming and a call to the pediatrician last night, Quinn's constipation was cured with Infant Mylicon and Reiki. He's still pretty gassy and it's all pretty gross, but he's acting like himself again so Mommy and Daddy are happy.

This morning, as usual, Quinn impressed everyone with his super baby developmental skills by actually grasping his pacifier with his own hand and sticking the nipple in his mouth on his own. Scarily self reliant from birth, just like Mommy!

Day 9

NINE DAYS OLD

Quinn's still almost constantly fussy and we still have no idea why. A doctors appointment on Monday will help, hopefully- Dr. Chang to the rescue!

Baby's penchant for grabbing the entire right side of his face and squeezing it with his fingers (and fingerNAILS) earned him Michael Jackson status for the day today. He's ambivalent, to say the least.

Day 8

EIGHT DAYS OLD

After the stinkiest day of his life so far (cycling through at least 17 diapers, peeing on grandma, puking on grandma, puking on himself, pooping on the changing table, pooping on his changing pad), Quinn gets a much needed bath. Much, much needed.

Day 7

ONE WEEK OLD!

Quinn celebrates with a nap.

Day 6

SIX DAYS OLD

and hearts everywhere capable of love simultaneously break.

Day 5

FIVE DAYS OLD

Daddy gets started early teaching Quinn some meditation poses. Melanie suggests that, in profile, Quinn resembles an illustrating from a Roald Dahl story, which thrills Mommy to no end.

Day 4

FOUR DAYS OLD

Like any good baby, Quinn tortures his parents his first night home by keeping them up all night questioning their own sanity while he screamed and demanded endless diaper changes. The next day, accordingly, he's in amazingly good spirits.

Day 3

THREE DAYS OLD

Mommy breaks everyone out of the hospital a day early by being petulant to nurses and making hospital volunteers cry.

Day 2

TWO DAYS OLD

and looking as much like a tiny old man as ever.

Day 1

ONE DAY OLD

Quinn is born with a beautiful full head of hair and the nurses do him up like Hitler- figures.

Birth

0 DAYS OLD

Quinn Bernard Morrow is born via c-section at 4:34am on July 9, 2008. Daddy watches the procedure and later describes it as looking "like steak." Mommy is wheeled into a recovery room and Quinn is taken to newborn ICU for jaundice and concerns over his genetic tremors.