Sophie Rose Bolick
Baby Burrito!
Sophie and Dad
Bigfoot?
We interrupt this narrative of far-away India to bring you the latest travel report from New Haven, Connecticut.
Our last trip to New Haven involved buckets of anti-freeze, tons of anxiety and a car with a blown head-gasket. See On Another Hand - Connecticut Road Trip - December 14, 2007.
By contrast our trip on Thursday was pure joy.
To be specific, it was 7 lbs 6 oz of pure joy named Sophie Rose Bolick. She was delivered to my daughter Alison on March 6th at 1:21 PM by C-section. What a thrill when husband Christopher emerged from the labor suite to give us the news!
I’m a grampa!
The photos don’t do her justice! She’s cute as a bug. Note also the long, long legs and big feet.
Here are some random thoughts on childbirth in New Haven:
1.) New Havenites wrap their newborns into tight little burritos. Swaddling is in! When properly swaddled Sophie’s big feet are up around her ears and her hands are strapped down to her sides. They say this is what babies like. Who new?
2.) Mothers can eat after C-sections but only if they like pizza, which is all that they make in New Haven. Even public stairwells and parking lot elevators smell like pizza. (In most other cities they smell like stale urine.)
3.) Breast feeding is big in New Haven. They have not one but two Lactation Nurse Specialists on the maternity floor. Good thing little Sophie has a suck like an Oreck! These lactation specialists won’t take no for an answer.
4.) You can’t spoil an infant. Lord knows, I’ve tried.
She even likes my singing. How bizarre is that!
Daktari
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