Overdue update.

Well, these posts are really becoming less frequent, despite the fact that I've had live-in help (my mother for two weeks -- she was awesome -- and now my equally as helpful sister). My nanny starts on Sunday. I have an official standing with the IRS as a household employer (just in case I'm ever up for Surgeon General or Secretary of State) (hopefully they won't find out about my cleaning people, my dalliances with ______ in college, and that little border snafu in high school when we tried to smuggle Mike back into the country after a night of carousing in Niagara Falls) (my son will NEVER pull such stunts, right?).

Anyway, Kofi is excellent, though still not sleeping great...

As you can see, the shower was a complete success. I spent hours playing in Kofi's safari gymansium (there's even a little mirror to satisfy the narcissist in me) (as if this blog weren't enough)...

But on a serious note, thanks to everyone who showed up and made it a completely joyous occasion for me. The YouTube video above only captures a bit of the festive feeling of the occasion. And I've posted a slide show of everyone I caught on camera holding Kofi. 

A very special thanks to Emily and Karen for organizing a stupendous event and for making it happen without an iota of effort from me.

Today Kofi's Social Security Card arrived in the mail. Not that there will be any Social Security when he retires (retires? I can barely imagine him sitting up yet!). But I have to say it's kind of great to get a government issued document that confirms my son's existence.  Is that weird for me to be beaming while gazing upon a mere piece of cardboard???

Turns out I needed help

What was I thinking? 

Josh is here for a week and it is such a blessing. He cooks, cleans, shops, watches Kofi while I work out, and makes homemade brownies for dessert.

So today, I decided that, indeed, I need more help for when he leaves. It's just crazy to think that I can do this on my own. So my Mom is flying in from London for 2 weeks. And then my sister is flying in from Seattle for a week. And then it will be February and I hope that I will have a Nanny in place by then.

The nanny search, I fear, may require a blog of its own. I put an ad on Craigslist last night and I've had over two dozen responses. Some I deleted immediately (I think they should have to be able to spell "nanny" correctly) but some seem (emphasis on the seem) like real possibilities. Tomorrow I'm going to make my first phone calls...

Home in Boston

Well, the cats and Kofi seem to be getting along just fine. Emile (on left) is quite enthralled with Kofi's crib mobile. Of course, Kofi doesn't have a crib yet, so it's currently decorating my kitchen table.

Today Josh and I ventured out to Costco for enough diaper wipes and laundry detergent to last until... well, probably only until the end of the Bush Administration: I think I'm underestimating how fast we're going to use things.

Sadly, Costco did not have newborn-size diapers. But I'm sure Kofi will be into the larger size in no time: he's already gained 10 ounces since birth and his pediatrician (Richard) gave him a clean bill of health. BTW: everyone in Dr. Marshall's office introduced themselves to me. But why I had to pay a $15 co-pay for a preventative check-up is beyond me.

I'm Home

It was an uneventful trip back to Boston and I'm so relieved to be here. A little overwhelmed too (have to deal with the house: one toilet out, one floor with no heat, one cat that got locked in my bedroom and used my bed as a urinal), but mostly just quite happy. Thrilled really.

And, yes, tired.