The older Fitz gets the more opportunities we have to socialize with him. The range of expressions are emerging, which means a greater variety of photos.
Lil’ Fitz has made it to the ripe old age of one month. It has been an emotional roller coaster so far but also very rewarding, especially when we get to look back at the photos and see how much he’s grown. While he’s only recently passed the 7-pound mark (he was born at 5lbs, 13oz, and shrunk to 5lbs, 4oz by the end of his first week), he has changed a lot. His eyes are certainly brighter, his cheeks are fuller, and he seems much more aware of his surroundings.
He was calm and playful this morning so I (Matt) was able to capture him resting peacefully on the couch. As you can see, he’s on the verge of truly smiling. We are seriously looking forward to having a range of expressions other than crying and curious bewilderment.
Going through our photos, we’ve overlooked posting a handful of images for no apparent reason. These pics have no uniting theme other than they all centre around Fitz.
Above and below: These are from his first day in the hospital.
Fitz had to spend 2.5 days in the NICU to make sure he didn’t have any infections. Here he is chilling out in the infant care unit.
Above and below: Fitz spent his last night in NICU detached from any monitoring equipment and slept with us in a special room for nursing mothers. It was like a hotel room in a hospital without the charge!
Carly was adamant that this onesie be the first one he ever wore.
Above: Carly’s sister Heather holds Fitz a few hours after he arrival.
Above: Proud grandmother Susan (now known as “Nanny”) holds Fitz at one week.
While out at a midwife appointment, Fitz displays his future teenager angst by rolling his eyes and giving us the middle finger.
Above: Momma’s boy.
Bath time! Of his four baths to date this one was he most enjoyable (probably becuz it was a photo shoot).
By 20 days-old, Fitz’s personality is starting to come through.
His passion for hockey is already showing. Above he reacts to a Leafs goal, and below to a Sens goal.
As we start to get the hang of this thing called “parenting” we are branching out into activities like “walking”, totally a foreign concept to us for the first 2 weeks of Fitzy’s life. He has now travelled along such notable Toronto streets as King, Queen, and Roncesvalles. He has even traversed a laneway behind our house when Matt took him out there around midnight to see whether a bumpy stroller walk would put him to sleep. It did not. But Carly’s jaunt along the waterfront today knocked him out cold (for 30 minutes).
There is a little video at the bottom of the post of Carly and Fitz arriving home.
Carly feeds Fitz on the porch during a visit with Grandma Blackett.
Above: Fitz’s first minutes
Above: Proud mama in NICU
Above: Proud papa in delivery room about an hour after birth.
Above: Proud grandparents
Above: Under the heat lamp, drunk on cuteness
Above: It’s been noted that Fitzgerald came out of the womb with the exact same hair style as Matt.
Above: Tiny Fitz of Fury.
While in NICU, Fitz would have these cute little spaz outs — just reflexes developing, we’re told.