My Last Trimester in Rome

Countdown to Take Off...Home

Nicolas went to the embassy today...but more on that later. It has been a weird week. Three days so far pent up in an apartment with a new baby in a small place was not that fun...and stressful. You've heard of the mother that knows her baby's cry and sleeps lightly so she can hear her baby?...GOOD! send me her number. This baby must not be mine because that has not happened yet.

Nicolas is so well trained by the nurses he only opens his eyes to eat and sleeps in between...so I sleep in between [easily I might add], but I set an alarm for his bottles but I never hear it and so don't wake up on his regular scheduled time to eat...so basically I am late to my own baby's feedings and he gets kind of mean when you do that...growling and turning red. They just let anyone be parents these days.
But other than that...We have had a whirlwind week so far. Sunday was Italian BBQ day at Dr. DeLuca's house with all the other doctors. One funny moment was when I went into feed Nic in a separate bedroom. It was too cold to have him outside with us on the terrace...I took out a bottle from my bag and sat down to feed him and didn't turn on any lights but I couldn't see very well so I reached over and turned on the light and found the entire room full of people from outside had followed me into the bedroom to watch...and scared me to death. They just all stood around watching him EAT! as if 7 neonatologists had not seen a baby eat before ???

I also met Dr. DeLuca's mother and grandmother. He told me before I came that His mother and grandmother wanted to come meet Nicolas and I thought how fun. He said, "well I told her we would be outside on the terrace grilling and the baby would be with us and all the doctors were coming." She told him "that you and your friends (doctors) do not know what you're doing. I will come to take care of the baby. He told her "we are his doctors. I am his doctor!" She told him..."what do you know about babies? Babies do not go on terraces in winter. I am coming and don't touch the baby."

Well luckily for me she did because other than I had to give him a bottle my work was done.

then on Monday he had his last eye check for his condition which is all looking good...we are free to leave the country!!!

THEN Today we went to the US embassy. That was a hoot. See the attached picture. This is Nicolas' passport picture. Since 9/11 even newborns have to have passports and the pictures have to have the baby's eyes open!!! That is not an easy thing to do when he is fast asleep and held in a wierd position. See the other picture where he looks better. I had the Italian photographer blowing in his face...thinking great...this guy smells like parmesan cheese...but it worked...his eyes opened. BUT WAIT 'TIL YOU SEE IT!!. Remember Nick Nolte when he was picked up for drunk driving and they took his mugshot...I think Nicolas might be on the same stuff Nolte was taking. He looks just like Nick Nolte...totally loaded.

posted by Tonto @ 1:25 PM