The connected family

It started with a phone line. Then it became the cordless phone, the cellphone. Then came the dial-up connection to the Internet, a DSL line (or Cable), Satellite or Fiber. Personal Computers, then desktops, notebooks and netbooks. Now everything is converging. We schedule our TV recordings using the smartphone from our favorite Java cafe, we connect with our friends 1000s of miles away via Facebook for Blackberry while checking prices in the dairy isle at the local grocery store. We sent a quick email to work before going to bed... The Internet is everywhere now and the use of it has evolved in strides previously unthinkable.

How are we ever going to explain to our children (those born after 2005) that there was a time that mail involved paper, pens, envelopes, stamps and - in case of US to Europe relations - at least a week of transit time? They will simply look at us with unbelieving eyes while blind-video-texting their friends on whatever device will be the rave in 2015.

Since the connectivity-train has gone from the commuter slow-poke to the Hi-Speed, 200mph+ comfort wagon I'm not even going to guess what the next 10 years have in store... I just hope we can somehow keep up and a little ahead of our children so us parents can at least pretend to know what our kids are doing and have access to.

P.S.: Both Jen and me now have Blackberry's. Can't believe how attached we already are to them. Hasn't even been 2 weeks... yaiks!

Picture of the Week: Week 46

This was taken at the annual Hauefgloeckner Harvest Party.

A Gorgeous Fall Evening

Picture of the Week: Week 45

Big Day!

Today is a BIG day in the de Jong home. Daniel took his first step today (and his second, third, fourth and fifth!). I didn't get a picture or video of the exact moment, but from the way he's getting more sturdy, I think we'll have plenty more opportunities.

Here's a cute picture I took earlier today. One of my mommy friends gave Daniel a big bag full of PJs (size 12-24 month!). This pair is my favorite. The top has a moose on it!

Bumble Boy

Weaning

Every since Daniel was two months old, I've been pumping 7 times a day to provide milk for him. I've struggled with my supply for most of that time, but with meds, I got to the point where I was able to pump more than Daniel needed. My goal all along was to be able to provide Daniel with milk for the first year of his life. A few weeks ago, I realized that we had enough milk in our chest freezer to do just that and that I could wean.

Last Sunday, I started the process by eliminating pumping sessions. I track how much milk I make on a chart (of course). After so many months of striving for 40-45 oz/day, it's hard to change gears. This week, I stopped the meds I was taking to aid production and my supply drastically went down. I'm down to two pumps a day, and only getting between 10-12 oz/day. Monday I'll go to one pump a day and I'm pretty sure that by next weekend I'll be done.

I'm surprised by the emotions I'm feeling. On one hand, I'm pretty proud of myself. I had just about every complication possible when it comes to providing milk for my son, but I stuck it out and made my goal. He had maybe 4 oz of formula total, from his first week in the hospital when I was out of commission. (Not that formula is poison or anything, but my goal was to give him breast milk). It's been very satisfying to know that I was providing his nourishment--exclusively for the first six months. It was something only I could do for him, and I did it. I'm also proud that my little failure-to-thrive baby is now a very healthy, very hefty boy! My milk did that!

On the other hand, it's a little bittersweet knowing that this baby stage is coming to an end. Niels and I waited a long time to become parents, and it took three tries to have a little one to hold in our arms. We love Daniel so much! One advantage of having children in your 30s is that you can throw yourself into parenthood with your whole being. I thoroughly enjoyed my 20s. I had a great career, a beautiful home, I traveled, I wrote a book...basically, I accomplished all my life goals except the ones that included a family. I love that I get to stay home with Daniel. Even if my brain let me work, there is nothing I'd rather do than devote this period of my life to my son. What is a couple years in the span of a lifetime? It's an utterly joyful time for Niels and I and we love spending all our time with our son. Each day is a new discovery for him and we love that we are the ones that get to see Daniel reach each milestone.

We don't know if we'll have another child, so as I dump the pump, I wonder if I'm ending my last opportunity to fully nourish and provide for a child. I'm having a hard time putting my words together exactly, but I know that as much as I'll enjoy moving into the next season of having a mobile toddler, I will miss this sweet, sleep-deprived, attention-demanding, fully-dependent-on-mommy baby stage. Weaning feels like the final chapter in babyhood and I'm going to miss having a baby.