First Few Days of Clark...at Home!

While COC (yikes), er, Chronicles of Clark has been on a week 'hiatus', I'm sure you, our humble readers, are anxious for the unfolding of what has been happening 'behind the scenes'.

The discharge from Cedars was surreal. A giddy morning only to be punctuated with several exclamation points of happiness, glee, warmth, and bliss! There are pics along with a complete unfolding...Christy's workin' on it. The ending looked something like this.

So, did anyone ever tell you that when you have a baby, you sleep a lot less? Why didn't anyone tell us?! What a dirty trick. So, here I am, as I type this sentence, it's 4:16am. I just mercifully took a Clark Shift for Christy (I swear I heard a bit of begging in her voice). Clark had to be literally PRIED from her boob, so I could change him and feed him and Christy could get some much needed shut eye. He was really ornery, fussing lots as I changed his diaper, then sucked down a whopping big bottle in record time. I placed him on my shoulder, bounced him about, and took him downstairs to watch me eat some chocolate banana cream pie (thanks Barb and Don!)! Mmmm, late night snacks rock!
Clark is truly thriving. Getting stronger and more willful by the day. Today was a great day!


Monday night was a learning curve for sure. Where do we put the changing table? Do we need to feed him now? You wanna hold him? Organizing. Agonizing. Exercising (well, not that...just needed another 'ising'). In fact, Monday is kind of a blur, let's just skip to...

Tuesday. Wow, first day at home with the bobbin! No wires! No restrictions! No poop. Oh dear. No worries. Though Clark had been having 'issues' in that department, he seemed comfortable. So we spent the day introducing him to every nook in the house and feverishly organizing. Fitting every area in the house with a 'changing area', complete with a supply of diapers, butt balm, burp cloths and other necessities. That evening Christy and I bathed him, massaged his little body with coconut oil and whisked him to bed.

Wednesday...morning...EARLY morning! Dude loves to eat and loves to be held and loves to tell us so! Christy and I juggled shifts, but she took the late night brunt as I had to work in the morning in Santa Monica. Clark had his first Drs appointment that afternoon where he received an A+ for health! The car ride home was long (traffic), but Clark did nary a complaint.

Thursday. Getting used to getting up at the crack. I had another busy day. Audition in the morning, recording session in the afternoon. It was beautiful outside and Christy set up Clark in the back yard to soak up some rays and some semi-fresh, Los Angeles air. I couldn't help but swing home between appointments to see him enjoying real live nature!

That night though...was rough. No poop still. Clark let out agonizing screams of discomfort as Christy and I could only look on, helpless. Even after a suppository, rectal stimulation, leg exercises...nothing.

Friday. Wow. Really. Freakin'. Tired. Had me an early AM, four hour, recording session, which was followed by another audition in the late afternoon. Instead of coming back home to visit, I stayed out and ran errands. Boy did I miss him! I had called Christy to check on him and could hear him coo and fuss over the phone! I uttered: "Hey buddy!" Thus establishing my first father-son phone call!
Picked up a Snap and Go stroller as part of my errand-running, so when I got home, we took Clark on a first time tour of his neighborhood. With Molly on leash, Christy and I, beaming, as we pushed Clark around our 'burb, as PARENTS! Rock!

By the way...that afternoon...he pooped! Twice! Yay! And again today. Looks like we might have to cancel that GI Doctor's appointment after all! THAT was a relief.

So those are just some tid bits. I've already ranted long enough. To summarize, having Clark home is so much more than awesome! Parenthood is supremely fulfilling and so very tiring, but I can honestly tell you, readers, it's the easiest hardest job I've ever done.

More to come!