Now that's perfect?

These before and after pictures show what happens when a baby cramps your workout routine. Former heavyweight champion of the world Brian "Mister Perfect" Woglom was brought down by his very own dog, the current champion of the World Canine Entertainment League, Kasey "The Body" Moe. In this tables, ladders, and chairs match, these previously mentioned items were not even needed as The Body dropped Mister Perfect with a sleeper hold and then finished him off with her specialty, the canine clutch. The match was observed from the sides by Christopher "the New Nature Boy" Woglom who simply commented, "Eh, eh, wah." No one really knows what this means for Perfect's career but it sure is embarassing when 35 pound dog drops the heavyweight, excuse me, former heavyweight champion of the world. Stay tuned for updates and news from the Perfect camp to see where this loss leaves the disgraced champ.

The Ring Sling

I wanted to give Brian one more reason to call me a hippie so I busted out the ring sling yesterday to hold Christopher in. Thank goodness it came with an instructional DVD to show me how to put him in correctly! At first our son was not really thrilled about it--he lasted 10 minutes to start. Later after a good nap and afternoon snack, he was much more content and hung out in the sling for about 3 hours in between feedings. We even went for a walk around the block with him in that thing! I felt like a member of some primitive tribe or something. One of our neighbors saw us from a distance and asked where the baby was because we didn't have our stroller. The sling is great though because it frees up my hands and feels pretty good on my back. I'd like to wear him more as I get back into doing things around the house. I'll eventually experiment with more holding positions but for now we're going to stick with what works! Anyway, here is Daddy and son hanging out as Mommy took a much needed evening nap...

Kasey's turn

Hello, everyone. Mom dropped me off at Pawz at Play this morning and I managed to get onto one of their computers while the other puppies are napping. It's been over a week now that my mom and dad brought home this creature from the hospital and I'm still not sure what to make of it. When I first saw them carrying a container into the house, I thought they might be bringing me a huge basket full of treats because they missed me so much. But much to my surprise as they walked with it toward the living room, the container started making noises! I have to say, it stopped me in my tracks. They say denial is the first step of the grieving process and that is what I felt when I realized I wasn't the only baby anymore. Now that time has passed, however, I am leaning more toward acceptance, especially since we've been going for walks almost everyday. Prior to the baby coming along, I was not a big fan of strollers or toddlers. I think now that I am coming to terms with both, although I'll let you know about the toddler thing in a couple years. Mom and Dad still love on me a lot, even when they are holding the baby. I like to sit in front of Mom's chair when she's feeding him and let me tell you, I sometimes even get close enough to lick his little hands. He gets squirmy when I do that! But boy oh boy, his diapers sure can smell ripe to a dog who's sense of smell is about 400 times greater than a human's! Anyway, the bump on Mom's stomach that I referred to in my last post has gone away so I am fully expecting us to resume our runs shortly. She should have absolutely no excuse!

Doctor doctor, give me the news...

We went for our first well visit today with Dr. Brooks this morning and everything with Christopher looks good. They took his measurements and weight and then checked his eyes, ears, and mouth (which he opened wide with a nice cry!). He gained another ounce so he's up to 8 pounds. We go back again next week for a weight check but that's it for now. Daddy went back to work today after the appointment so we'll see if he survived when he comes home tonight. For the past 3 nights, Chris has been sleeping pretty well (2 to 2 1/2 hours at a time in between feedings) but he wanted to make sure Brian remembered what a newborn is all about last night by having me do marathon feedings interspersed with crying fits that required Brian's use of the hairdryer. He didn't really want to go to his first day back at work on a good night's sleep, did he?

Beefcake...beefcake!

We went back to the lactation consultant yesterday to check in on Christopher's weight. It was really a funny experience because as we started undressing him completely to put him on the scale, he first spit up and then he exploded all over the little bin he was sitting in...without his diaper on! I guess he didn't want to be too heavy for his weigh-in. Anyway, they were looking for half an ounce gained per day since Thursday. Our little beefcake was up 4 ounces in 2 days! No, we didn't slip him any Weight Gain 4000. We just have a championship eater on our hands. The true test will come tomorrow when we go to the doctor for the first time. We'll keep you updated.

Splish splash I was taking a bath...

Mommy and Daddy finally mustered up the courage to give Christopher his first at-home sponge bath yesterday to celebrate his first full week in the world. It was a comedy of errors on our part but Chris didn't seem to mind. We set up shop by the kitchen sink and it took our four hands to get the job done. I thought our little boy would be thoroughly irritated by the whole experience but he was quite content and smelled very nice afterward. Taking advantage of his pleasant state of mind, we went for a family walk around the block where we ran into our neighbors Dave and Sue. We talked with them for a bit...according to Christopher it was a bit too long because he started crying at the top of his lungs. I later ascertained that stopping the stroller was the issue because once we started moving, he was fine. I guess for 9 months he got used to his mother constantly moving and won't have it any other way! Two good bits of news--Grandma Turick (aka Grammy) is coming into town today to help out and visit for a couple weeks while Daddy goes back to work. And we found out that Mare, Sheryl, Ally and Julia are coming to visit in the end of August on their back from Florida. We are so excited for them to visit this fine state of ours!

Put me in coach

I think we have a new Yankees pitching prospect on our hands. He's a lefty out of Kansas with great aim (those of you with boys should know what I mean) and he's got youth on his side. He may only be 20 inches tall but his arm makes up for it. I don't know if the yanks can afford him though because his agent/father is demanding a very large salary. But can't you hear Bob Sheppard now? "Ladies and gentlemen, now pitching for the Yankees, number 24, Chris Woglom, number 24." Seriously when I feed Christopher It is so hard to keep his left arm still and out of the way. He must have been flexing in utero the whole time. Just look at the guns in this picture! You try holding them down while getting him to latch on! Speaking of that we visited a lactation consultant at the hospital yesterday who helped us improve our skills a bit and her suggestions were great. Chris is latching like a champ now. Hopefully he will return to his major beefcake at birth status by our first appointment with his doctor on Monday.