No, wait, that’s my niece. Not the most flattering photo of me, but I think it’s the first picture of the two of us. It was my dad’s retirement party with the whole family; mayhem ruled. We grilled, laughed, roasted (the guest of honor), and had a great time. I was assigned the high honor of taking care of little EBH. She’s about a month old in this photo. I diapered her and fed her and in general had fun with her.
Honor? To deal with a kid? Well, yes. Such a young baby isn’t terribly mobile and is terribly fragile. Her skin felt like paper and it was scary to button her dress. It’s an honor because, as many can attest, a mother of a newborn is very protective. Four weeks old is still tiny. I was the first person to ever feed her other than her mother, and that meant a lot to me.
Due to my heart condition, it was also exhausting. I spent most of the time sitting in a chair with her. But it was still great. I’m looking forward to lots more sessions like that.
Heart condition? What?
Yeah, not fun, but I’m out of the danger zone now. I have to be very careful about my activities in order to keep my heart rate in the right level. Hence the no gaming and low social life in general.