We are thrilled to announce the arrival of Noah Lyle Sitkoff, on June 2, 2007 at 1:22pm. At birth, he measured 21.5 inches long and weighed 8 pounds, 5 ounces. Everyone involved is healthy, happy, and thrilled to be home and together as a family. More details to come, but for now, a few photos:
There are a lot of last moments around here lately, most happy, some bittersweet. We’ve taken some last solo trips to some favorite local haunts, had a last week of sleeping in late, and when the baby moves, I sometimes wonder if this is one of the last days I’ll feel him inside me.
In a last that is entirely good news, we took what I hope are the last pictures of me at nine months pregnant. Hopefully, we’ll be posting photos of someone much cuter within a few weeks.
I wouldn’t say we are done with work on the baby’s room, but we’ve made a lot of progress. The screen door is now installed, resulting in three unhappy cats can’t play in the crib anymore. The walls are done, and most impressively, the light fixture is installed and works – Nathan even included a dimmer! There are diapers in the closet and very small hats in the dresser – almost like this might be a room a baby is actually going to live in. We still need to put some shelving in the closet, replace the rug and curtains and relocate the dresser to a part of the room with a higher ceiling, but I think there’s a chance we might actually finish this project on schedule.
I took a few photos at the Boston Flower Show today – not as many as I would have liked, but enough to share my little taste of spring.
We brought the camera along to Roger Williams Zoo today, and although I’m not usually big on photos of myself, I thought I’d share how I look at 7 months pregnant. All of the zoo photos are up in the gallery, if anyone wants to see animals!
We had another sneak peek at the baby this morning, and we are now done with gender neutral pronouns! This baby seems to be a boy, although a very sleepy boy, who held his hands in front of his face for most of the ultrasound. He shows all signs of being healthy, exactly the right size for his age, and generally perfect. Unless somethings comes up requiring another ultrasound, the next time we see this little face, he’ll be out here in the world with us!
(Click on the thumbnail for photos – like all ultrasound photos, it is possible that you had to be there to appreciate these…)
I’ve looked at other parents-to-be’s ultrasound photos many times, with a puzzled smile. What could there be to be excited about in these fuzzy gray blobs? Were these people even sure that was a baby?
Then, last Friday, it was my turn to lie on a table watching this tiny person move around the screen, putting a tiny fist to its tiny mouth, using the side of the womb as a surface to kick of off, somehow without my feeling it. When I laughed, I could see how my laughter bounced it around its watery home – further proof that we really were looking at something that lives inside of me.
These blurry photos can’t possible convey the awe we felt on Friday, but they are our first look at a miracle that we won’t get to meet until May, and for that, I treasure them.
Just a quick note to share what I’ve been doing with all this summer leisure time. We started summer vacation with a trip to see Nathan’s family. One of the highlights (as always) was some time spent with our fantastic nieces and nephews who we don’t see nearly enough of.
Since our return, I’ve been enjoying the downtime before my on campus summer course at Lesley starts next week. Downtime at home is always cause for gratuitous cat photos, of course.
Happy summer to all!
Our seder was just the two of us this year. Two people, anyway, plus a few interested feline onlookers.
We cooked together, and things turned out better than expected. The potato kugel, sadly, was disposed of. Ripe potatoes are not supposed to be green. However, we had matza ball soup, sweet potato and apple kugel, carrot tzimmes, mushroom and asparagus frittatta, and a honeycake, so there was no shortage of food.
Nathan led our little seder of two, and we got to use our seder plate and cup of Elijah! We’re usually away for Passover, so they’ve been in the attic for years.
This was a lot of fun, although in future years, I’d love to plan ahead enough to have friends around the table.
Today’s direction was west. We drove about two hours on I-40 to the Petrified Forest National Park. The most striking thing about the drive was how flat and empty the landscape was. Most of the trip is along a perfectly flat plateau with only two towns of any size visible from the road – Winslow and Holbrook. Outside of those towns, some of the land is Navaho reservation land, and some was commercial cattle grazing land.
As we got closer to the park, the tourist trade picked up. Although we didn’t see any signs to top yesterdays ‘friendly Indians’ billboards, we still had more than once chance to purchase jewelry, knick-knacks, and t-shirts. We wound up stopping at Jim Grey’s Petrified Wood Company, where I bought some small cacti and some jewelry made of polished petrified wood. We aren’t exactly sure how I’m going to get my new cacti collection home, but I’m sure a plan will come to us before Sunday.
Other than that bit of shopping, we went directly to the park’s south entrance. It was colder than anticipated (which seems to be the standard for this trip) so we opted to picnic in the car. Although the weather was a little cold for sitting and eating, it was perfect for hiking. We started out by walking the ‘Long Logs’ trail loop past Old Faithful – the largest petrified wood sample in the park. Interestingly, Old Faithful had been cemented back together after a lightening strike in the 1950’s.
Our next short hike was through ‘Crystal Forest’ a few miles further up the park road. The crystals – mostly amethyst – are long gone from the petrified wood in the park, but it was still a neat walk. The snow melt had left the desert trails uncharacteristically wet and muddy, which made it slightly easier to picture the hot and humid Jurassic world these trees must have grown in.
We also saw Agate Bridge, which is a very large petrified log which spans a small gully. The work of the concrete loving 1950’s conversationalists is apparent here as well as at Old Faithful – the span is held in place with large concrete slabs. The materials provided by the Park Service are almost apologetic about all the concrete – they continually reiterate the current philosophy of allowing ‘natural forces that create unusual features to continue’.
There were more ruins to be seen at our next stop in the park, Puerco Pueblo. The ruins were interesting, although smaller than yesterday’s. The really fascinating part of this stop, however, were the petroglyphs. The drawings were amazingly preserved. My favorite was of a very large bird that appears (to my remarkably inexperienced eye) to be eating a very small person. I’m not sure was the message was, but it has lasted 800 years in that stone.
As we drove north up the park loop, the piles of petrified wood gave way to huge sandstone outcroppings, with distinctively colored layers. The road climbed up to Kachina Point, where we parked and walked along the Rim Trail for a little ways. The view from the rim is impressive – we even picked out the mountain peaks we’d left behind in Flagstaff this morning. The desert is bare of vegetation, but the sandstone (I think it’s sandstone) is layered with reds, browns, and bluish grays.
Our drive back to Flagstaff was uneventful, but capped by an amazingly good dinner at the Cottage Place restaurant. We’ve mostly been packing lunches and eating in, but this was a notable exception. Tomorrow, it’s back to Phoenix, and from there, home.
The rest of today’s photos can be seen here.