The Times They Are a-Changin'

As the song title suggests, some changes are coming in the life of a Lindquist (actually, all three). First and foremost, I start school this week. This obviously means I won't be home as much. I am extremely lucky to have been around during the summer while the bump formerly known as Baby L (also see: Lucy, Lady Gaga, Lilly, Wilma, and Robette) transforms our lives. *Beware: the following is a series of series that might make you wish my comma key broke.* I've been privy to exploding diapers, monster burps/farts (mostly Faith's), wake-up calls, multiple clothes changes, baths, walks, and naps. But even more importantly, I've seen the little baby grow from "the baby" to Faith with smiles, winks, screaming fits mixed with giggles, coos, and belly time on my chest. It blows my mind that almost seven weeks ago she was still a blip on the radar. And now, I won't be around for every minute. This week Nicole takes over full time, with help only coming between the hours of 3ish p.m. to 6ish a.m.

I have it easy. I'm expected to change diapers and clean messes. I don't do nearly as much as Nicole - but I try to make it easier on her when I can. And now that's going to lessen. Even with the changes, I know I'll be able to come home to a wonderful family that expects me to be me. Howie knows I'll let him out and feed him. Nicole knows I'll help her and be the best husband/father I can. And eventually, Faith will know I will be there whenever she calls, for whatever reason, no matter what. This is winning the lottery.

So, to commemorate this upcoming change (not really, but it's a transition for the English teacher) I have decided to update the blog. We (Nicole and I) have been blogging primarily about Faith, so I found a more "baby friendly" theme. There are also a few tweaks here and there, but for the most part it's the same. I'm guessing most readers aren't looking at the exhaustive details anyway because of the in-depth writing. *insert cheesy-winky-smiley thing here*

Finally, this is my favorite picture of Faith so far. I'm sure that fact will change often; with the times (wow, that was corny).

~Rob

Diabetes Free!

I just finished listening to a voicemail from my dr., who after telling me yesterday that no news is good news regarding the glucose tolerance test for gestational diabetes, called and left a message. before I could freak out, she explained in the voicemail that my test came back normal, but she was just calling to reassure me because "I know how you are" she said. point dr. carlson. anyway, the drink didn't end up being as bad as i thought though it did taste like straight sugar. i had our resident photographer in public relations, andrew e. nelson, chronicle me taking it. enjoy!

the liquid is probably something that little kids drink every day with a different label...reminds me of "bug juice" here goes nothing...


for some reason, you don't drink the whole thing. you pour it out to a certain level and then throw the rest away. i tried to get mr. lindquist to try the remainder, but he shot me down. payback for all the times i did it to him i suppose ;)


at first it wasn't so bad...


and then she got nasty...


but I persevered...


I win! Go me...diabetes free :)

Nursery update

Apparently the mall doesn't open until 10 a.m. on Saturdays, which is why I ended up spending $50 on baby books at Barnes and Noble (the one connected to Mall of the Bluffs) last weekend while waiting for Dillards to unlock its doors. I'll admit it, I'm a sucker for the Little Miss and Mr. Men books. I think for most of us, the nostalgia of childhood has a powerful effect. Needless to say, Baby Lindquist is now a fan of the Little Miss and Mr. Men books too. Because of her genetics, she also may have a preference for Words for Walls when she grows up since Rob and I have them all over the house. The one shown here says "Create, Share, PLAY, Imagine, Dream." I hope all of these things for my baby girl, but I know the sharing one may not come easily given her mommy's spoiled upbringing. Last but not least, we hung up a height measurer thing (is there a name for this?) that I'm proud to say I'm taller than. We also put up a little giraffe below - he needs a name. Anyway, baby's room is coming along and so will baby before we know it. We are only 3 months and 2 weeks from the due date and I'm so excited to meet her I can hardly stand it! I think she'll be a Little Miss Sunshine, Little Miss Brainy and Little Miss Naughty all rolled into one!