We are trying to get this blog up-to-date, honest we are. It's hard to be on the computer when there's a very cute baby waiting for you. So in the interest of catching up, here are some of my favorite pictures from Desmond's first few weeks on earth.
Such a wee little thing! (Just one month later, the hat and overalls barely fit)
The existential nature of life proved too much for him
Grandpa's little man. So small and wrinkly - but look at those long fingers and feet! Remember Gloworms - those dolls that you could squeeze and their head would light up? Desmond looks like a Gloworm in this picture.
We had forgotten the details of exactly how we came up with Desmond's name until recently. Most people assume that we got it from the hunky, enigmatic Desmond on Lost. While we follow the show, that isn't the name's origin.
When we were still in Houston, we went to a concert by a local musician and his band that provided a soundtrack for Edward Gorey's Gashlycrumb Tinies at DiverseWorks. I love Gorey, and when I saw it it clicked. The concert was very entertaining as well--we were sorry we left before the second installment was performed.
Here's a video from that concert:
This is not to say that we plan on any Gorey-esque accidents for the wee bairn. We just wished we had a name that was part of such an awesome story.
I took this picture during a baby class at Alta Bates in Berkeley. It shows early audio tests on babies, but I like to think of it as some experimental DJ project. How cool is that baby?
These are Desmond's audio test pictures. A little more technically advanced and less intrusive. We had to wait until he had slept and the tech came in and put the leads under Des' little cap. I have no idea how they actually determined that he was hearing thing, but I was really glad when I saw "PASS" next to each ear. All I could think of was Dr. Benton on ER and how he randomly discovered that his son "Reese" couldn't hear. Don't ask me why he didn't get this test. Poor Reese. Good Desmond.
Kendra was the first to stop by the hospital to say hello to the little man. She was pretty mad that we hadn't called her when we were in labor like we had promised. Our plan was to call her once we had arrived at the hospital, but by then things were crazy and we managed to call absolutely no one! Oops.
October 6, 2007 - Desmond Riley arrives, bloodied but victorious! A few minutes after he is born, Des opens his eyes and takes a look around. A few hours old, he is weighed and measured. 7 lbs, 19 3/4 inches long.