Baby Update

Shaan is now 2 months and 2 days old. How time flies, it seems like just yesterday that I was sleeping all the way through the night. Actually to be honest, my wife, the trooper, let me sleep through the night last night. I felt great this morning. But back to Shaan. He is now up to 10 lbs even and is 22 inches long. This puts him in the 10% and 25% percentiles for those categories, respectively. One day I really hope he read these old entries, this thing really was supposed to be all about him. But then I am so self interested, that I had to write about what was going on with me. I have selfishness issues.

So on his 2 month anniversary of his birth date, Shaan got his shots - for a variety of diseases that we are attempting to eradicate. He got one oral medication and three shots. He cried for about 3 minutes after the shots, but then was no worse off. A tough little guy at the age of 2 months. I have heard some kids just cry for what seems like forever. Maybe its the way the shots are given. But he was real good about and didn't seem to be bothered a few minutes later.

One of the side effects of these shots is a possible fever. And sure enough Shaan's temperature went up. Now for those of you unfamiliar with babies and baby related activities, when a baby gets a fever, the temperature must be taken anally. Now I have deferred in the past to my wife to take Shaan's temperature, because the thought of sticking something in my son's butt, is just not a pleasant one. But it was time I did it. Crazy thoughts raced through my head - what if I hurt him, what if I put it too far in (is it like a q-tip: stop when you feel resistance), what if he squirmed and it broke, what if he liked it and smiled. So many things to think about.

But as is with life, the one thing you don't think about, is the one thing that happens. We placed him on the changing table with his diaper off. So I dipped the thermometer in the lube. I then lifted his legs and get my head down to ass level for the best view, just to make sure I don't miss. And then, just as my face is inches away and I am about to place the thermometer in - Shaan farts. He farted right in my face. And as with all men, whenever he farts, he smiles. I just sat at butt level stunned that my son, whom I have nurtured since childhood, would fart in my face. Ungrateful I tell ya. Oh yeah, he had a slight fever. Its gone now.

Also today, my wife called me at work. She has two days of her maternity leave left. She asked if I minded if she and her mom took Shaan to the temple. I told her I didn't mind. It makes her feel better to get the baby "blessed." She knew I wanted no part of that. So it worked out nicely. But I did score some samosa and rasam from the South Indian restaurant near the temple. Out of curiosity, is there a Hindu temple in America, that doesn't have a kick ass South Indian restaurant less than a mile away?

So all in all, Shaan is doing great. He smiles a lot more now and can raise his head on his own for quite a while. Oh yeah, he farts like a champ. That's my boy.