The evil fog.

  Mother nature has unleashed her fall splendor upon the vineyards. The ebb and flow of color as it moves across one vineyard to another creates an ever changing canvas of unparalleled beauty. I mentioned in my last post that fall is not one of my favorite seasons. I have to clarify that I do love the beauty of the fall colors and I anticipate them each year here in wine country, however, it is the shorter days, longer nights, and cooler weather that I am not fond of. The rains begin to fall this time of year as well, which I do enjoy. We have had 2 inches in October and 1 5/8 inches in November thus far. The rains bring up the green grasses between the rows of grape vines adding to the spectacular color pallet. 

  As with most toddlers, Apollo relishes rainy days as it gives him a reason to wear his green alligator rain boots (not that he ever really needed a reason).  Melanie keeps her iPad propped up beside our bed. She has an alarm clock app that not only shows the time, but also shows the weather, using a sun or moon and clouds. Apollo will awaken at any given time of the night, and peer at the iPad; "Is the sun coming up yet?" he whispers. "Not yet, go back to sleep." I reply. As will often happen this time of year, the icon for the moon or sun will have clouds either completely blocking out the moon or sun, or wisps of clouds in front of them, only partially concealing them. Apollo looks for these cues to the weather. "But dada, the evil fog is hiding the sun! Is the sun going to burn off the evil fog so we can get up?" It is at this point that Melanie will kick us both out of bed and out of the room. In her defense, it usually is between 5:30 a.m. and 7:00 a.m. when this happens.  The 'evil fog' is a name that I provided Apollo with; after all... fog is evil!  

Apollo, has mastered the art of talking back and sarcasm. There is no waiting until his teenage years for this kid. I enjoy hearing him use my phrases on his brothers (and to some degree, his mother) and in general conversation. "I will come over there!", "Busted!"(when Melanie calls one of the teens), "It's the police!" (when someone is at the door), "You don't love me!"(when asked to do something he doesn't want to do), "Don't make me shove this in your mouth!"(When he offers to share some food with you). 

  I can also figure out what has been going on around the house while I am away at work, by the phrase Apollo uses that he did not get from me. Recently, upon arriving home from work, I was bantering with Apollo and teasing him a bit. You can imagine my surprise when he spouted off, "Dada! Quit being an ASS!" Actually, It came out the way Apollo heard it, "Quit being a nasst!" As much as I would like to blame Melanie, this has Ian and Aden written all over it. (I am leaning more towards Aden as he does not always enunciate) 

Orion, is all smiles and giggles. He
squeals, screams and coos, and he smiles as soon as he sees his mom or dad. There is something very comforting about your infants voice (when they are not crying that is). My favorite thing is hearing Apollo laughing hysterically and Orion giggling at the same time. A child's laughter is infectious and fills the home with more warmth than the a fireplace. Orion rolls over like crazy now and is very proud of himself and his new found talent. He hates his car seat, hates riding in the car, but loves his swing, and loves music and singing. He is active and wiggly, yet loves to cuddle.
   There is nothing that I treasure or value more than my boys. I can not imagine a moment with out them. I look at Apollo and I can't believe how much of a little man he is becoming. His eyes are filled with wonder and excitement. Every moment is a victory or a tragedy. There is no grey area at this age. He wants to be completely independent yet he wants you to do everything for him. He is strong willed, yet giving and caring. He is amazingly insightful and perceptive and at times seems to have wisdom beyond his years. Just as I begin to panic inside that he is growing up way too fast, Apollo will turn to me, "Dada, I want to hold you." Crawl up into my arms, yawn, close his eyes and lay his head on my shoulder, and fall fast asleep...This son has burned off my evil fog.

A real bumble bee

Don't let Apollo and Orion's serious
looks fool you; they really were
having a great time.

  As a parent of a newborn and a toddler, it is easy to find all the things that make your baby unique, special, and just plain better than everyone else's baby. I know this to be true as I find myself doing this very thing. Truth be told, every baby, not just my own, is unique, and special, and yes, better than everyone else's baby. It is these feelings that endear us to our offspring and create a bond that is strong enough to get us through their teenage years. Well, at least Melanie says this keeps her from strangling our teens.
  As for Apollo, his memory, perception, comprehension, language skills, sarcasm, stubbornness and sense of humor, are the traits that stand out and make him so amazingly special to me. It is incredible to see how much of a persons personality is already preprogrammed and is manifesting itself at the first weeks and months of life. Having a newborn in the house has caused me to reflect back on Apollo as an infant. That kid was stubborn from his first breath. So many of his traits as an infant are present three and a half years later. I never thought that those first few months were painting a picture of Apollo's personality. It is funny to me when I look at his life in reverse, how the very basic personality traits were already there in the first month or two after his birth. In many ways, he has not changed at all. This bit of insight has allowed me to open up my mind to the blank canvas that is Orion, and watch as the colors and brush strokes begin to paint his personality portrait.

  As Halloween has recently passed, I would like to share with you a peek into the mind of Apollo. Around early September, Apollo began to speak about 'dressing up' for the 'costume time'. Somehow, he knew (here is that memory I mentioned) that Halloween was coming up. He talked about a few different ideas that he had for costumes. One day, out of the blue, Apollo declared that he wanted to be a bumble bee for the 'costume time'. My initial thought was "Awesome! Bumble Bee from the transformer movies! Super easy...that is one of the hottest kid costumes of the year!" This made perfect sense to me since he has a Bumble Bee Transformer car that was one of his favorite cars at that time. I grabbed his toy car and my lap top, and quickly pulled up a picture of the Transformer Bumble Bee costume; "Is this the Bumble Bee costume you want?" I started. "NO!", Apollo snapped back, " I want to be a REAL bumble bee, not that bumble bee, and baby brother can be a baby bee and Remi (our dog) can be a bee, and you can be the daddy bee and mommy can be the Queen Bee."

 Okay, I must admit that I was a bit perplexed at this point; mostly because I have no idea where he got this idea. Granted, we own the Disney Pixar Bee movie, but it is not one of Apollo's favorites and he had not watched it in months. Had we gone with his favorite characters, he would have been Dora and I would have been Boots, or possibly Lightning McQueen and Mater from the movie Cars. Maybe it was a documentary on bees or insects...the point is, I have no clue where he came up with this idea. When I asked Apollo what made him think of this, his reply was simple, "I just like to fly." I am sure this comes from his flying dreams. A good friend once shared a quote on Facebook that sums this up; "Flying dreams mean that your doing the right thing with your life." ~ Doug Coupland (Thank you Annie Mac!) It's been a while since I have had flying dreams of my own, maybe its time to make some changes.
  I would like to tell you that it is hard to find bumble bee costumes for little boys. There are lots of choices for little girls, but for boys, not so much. All said and done, we did go with the bumble bee theme. the only changes we made were that I was a bee keeper and Melanie was a bee hive...it seemed all too fitting.
  Orion is the smiliest, happiest baby ever. He seems to laugh and smile nonstop now while he is awake. His little legs and arms are constantly in motion as if he is running.  He is most content when he is in an upright position, either propped up sitting or dangling off the front of his mom. He is laid back and easy to please, as long as you keep moving.

 Orion is soothed very easy by singing to him. Apollo would get mad (and still does) if he didn't like the song you were singing. Orion has discovered his voice and is trying out various vocalizations and screams. He is able to reach out and grab hold of an item in front of himself, and has just started to roll over from his back to his front. He could have been rolling over for weeks now, but that would require that he is laid down to spend some time on his own. Melanie claims that he is way too cute not to hold all day long...and then accuses me of being the one that spoils him...

Okay, I think we are both guilty of being spoilers, but look at this face, how can you set this little guy down when all he does is smile and laugh at you?

La Fiesta!

Cutest cousins taking a walk

  The air has began to hold the chill of fall in the morning hours of the day. Wisps of fog stream across the vineyards like fingers on a hand attempting to pull the green from the leaves, as the sun crests the eastern hills surrounding Santa Rosa. The days are noticeable shorter now. Gold, yellow, magenta, crimson, red, orange and all the colors of fall are just beginning to work their way into the vineyards and deciduous plants and trees that cover the valleys and hills here; a preview of the explosion of fall colors that will paint the landscape in the month of November. I will admit that fall is not my favorite season, however, the show of colors here in wine country, really has given me a new perspective on this season...and the 75 to 80 degree days this time of year, are hard to beat.
  Apollo's Aunt Emily and cousin Olivia, flew down from Seattle this past week for a visit to meet Orion for the first time. Olivia is ten months younger than Apollo and is the only cousin he has that is close to the same age as he is. Apollo loves these visits and the two cousins are inseparable while they are together. To better understand Olivia, let me paint a brief picture of her family, the Ko family, and her home...from my perspective of course. Emily is very soft spoken, and quiet. Dennis, Olivia's dad, is quiet as well and both parents present themselves as laid back. Even their dog Zoey is "low key" while hanging out in the house. Pre-Olivia, The Ko house was like being in a library. Enter Olivia... Can you say "Tasmanian Devil"? I mean that in the most loving and cartoonistic sort of way. Full of energy, slightly naughty, and always in motion; just picture the Tasmanian Devil in a library and that is how I imagine Olivia at home. That said, Olivia is one of the cutest and sweetest little girls ever.

  I wanted to paint this picture of her to help explain how she wore Apollo out while she was here. I love watching the two of them interact, and enjoyed seeing the things they learn from each other. I also love seeing the similarities in a few of the personality traits that they share, giving credence to the statements I often make that Apollo's stubbornness and the fits come from Melanie's side of the family. Yes, I did just mention a few paragraphs earlier, that Emily is quiet and soft spoken, but that is only because she has mastered the art of self control and keeps her self in check; I happen to know the breeding stock, after all, I am married to her sister.

Olivia, Melanie (with Orion strapped to the front of her, Emily, and Apollo

  Since the birth of Orion, Apollo has become acutely aware that he is "big" now, at least compared to his baby brother. I used to call Apollo, "little guy", but now I am corrected with, "I am not a little guy, I am a big guy now!" Still, he is very aware that he has to get bigger to be as tall as brothers and dada. On a recent trip to a local hispanic grocery store, Apollo (sitting on my shoulders of course) noticed some items hanging from the ceiling; "Those are pinata's dada! They are for the fiesta. What are they doing here? You are supposed to hit them with a stick...can you reach them since I am not tall enough?" To which I replied, "Apollo you are taller than me. You can reach them better than I can." I could feel Apollo stiffen up on my shoulders as he was angered by my answer; "Just because I am UP TOP, does NOT make me taller than YOU! I have to grow up FIRST to be TALLER!" Yes, not only did he put me in my place for insulting his intelligence, but he did so with Melanie's angered vocal inflections. As if this wasn't humiliating enough, I believe that Apollo tried to gouge my eyes out after this while demanding; "You reach the pinata's RIGHT, NOW!" (Once again, Mel's side of the family)

 
  Orion is coming along nicely. I admit that it is hard for me to interact with him for long periods of time at this age, as after about 15 minutes are so, he is looking for his mom and his next meal. I remember that with Apollo, it took until he was about 4 1/2 months old before he really enjoyed hanging out and interacting with his dad. Not to say that I dont enjoy every second of this little guy, I do, I just don't enjoy the fact that he needs to eat and I have nothing to offer.
  Orion has advanced from big smiles to laughing. There is nothing cuter than your infant smiling and laughing at you. It is the reward you get for having to change those nasty diapers. Orion will even smile and laugh while I change his diapers. I am quite sure that he is laughing at me,  more than just offering a smile of thanks. It could be the theatrics I offer up through gagging and telling him how disgusting he is for soiling himself. I imagine that his laughter is his way of saying, "Ha! Look who has to clean it up!"

"Silly Dada!"

Grandma Banana, Melly, Apollo, and Orion

The best way to ensure that family will come visit you, is to have a baby. I don't recommend having one just to lure the family in, but when a newborn arrives, everyone wants to meet him. September brought us Melanie's mom (or Grandma Banana, or Banana Nana), Melanie's sister Cassie and her husband Steven, and we finished the month off with a visit from Uncle Gooch.  We cherish every minute we have with our family members and wish we had more visits and for longer periods of time.  

Cassie, Steven, and Orion

Apollo is enjoying all the attention. He is fairly certain that everyone is coming to see him, and not his baby brother. It has been a great distraction for Apollo and he loves having all the extra people to boss around.


  Orion just had his 2 month check up. He weighed in at 13lbs 12oz, which puts him in the 89th percentile for weight. He is 23" long, which puts him the 51st percentile for length. He also received 3 vaccines that day. a few hours later, the poor little guy was crying incessantly from the soreness caused by the tetanus vaccine. Thank goodness for baby tylenol! Orion returned to his normal, smiley, happy self be the next morning.

  I am constantly entertained by Apollo's antics. He loves to banter, which he gets from his mom, and has a defiant sarcasm, that came from yours truly. I find this very entertaining, yet I know I will pay for  this when Apollo is older. I enjoy listening to Apollo talk. I love his voice and his vocal inflections. I love the phrases that he comes up with and the off the wall things he says. Apollo loves to ride on my shoulders. He will demand, "I want to go up top!" when he wants a ride. In a recent one on one conversation with Apollo sitting on my shoulders, while I was grilling corn on the BBQ, I told Apollo, "I have to check on the corn. If I burn it, mama will get really mad." 

 "I get really mad too." he replied. "you do?", I asked. "Yup... at mama." "When do you get mad at mama?" I inquired. "When she says 'no' to Dora." 

  In honor of Cassie, I have to mention her favorite Apollo saying; "I am going to put this car in my pocket for safe keeping." 

  Thanks to Uncle Gooch (and his ipad apps) Apollo's favorite saying is now, "Kiss my nice, feathery, butt!" 

Apollo and Uncle Gooch
flying a helicopter

I will let Melanie explain that one away to other parents, while I sit back and laugh. 

  

  As a parent, you try to provide words for your toddler to use as a means of expressing himself. One of the words I have provided Apollo with is "Silly". I will call him this when he is having a fit about something, or acting in up. The pay off now is that Apollo uses this word at the end of a sentence when he is "calling you out" on your nonsense. As Melanie puts it, he is using the word "silly" in the place of "idiot" since he has not learned the word "idiot" yet, however, the context is the same. Thanks to this bit of insight, whenever I here Apollo say "silly", I replace it with "idiot" (in my mind) and enjoy the fruits of my labors: "Thats not how you do it, silly!", That doesn't go there silly!", "I want the blue one, silly!", "Brothers are being silly, can you be rough with them?"

At the end of the day, I can't wait to get home and see my boy's. I anticipate the laughter, wrestling, teasing, stories, and conversations with Apollo. It does not matter how bad or long my day may have been, my mood is changed the moment I am greeted when I come through the door; "DADA'S HOME!" Apollo will yell out in excitement, with a broad smile that light's up his whole face...even his eye's are smiling. Then comes the giggles and the 'galloping toddler run', as he sprints across the room and leaps into my waiting arms. "Silly dada, I missed you so much!", Apollo proclaims....Silly dada? Hmmmmm.....?

What you looking at?

Orion's first camping trip

  I am the type of person that can find beauty almost anywhere, from the smallest insect to an amazing landscape. Even within a city like Los Angeles, a fledgling palm tree escaping the confines of a crack in the concrete, holds a certain amount of beauty and promise, in a seemingly toxic wasteland of pollution and population, and the ugliness of human kind. Nothing, however, can compare to the beauty I have found in my baby boys.
  I was unprepared for the wealth of emotion I feel by how amazing and precious these lives are, that I helped create. I find myself awake at night peering through the darkness of the night, illuminated only by a small nightlight in the corner of the room, at my perfect boys. Watching their chests rise and fall and listening to the soft sounds of their breath. Eyelids twitching as they dream.  I study every inch of their faces and watch the subtle expressions change in response to the pictures in their minds eye.

A boy and his dog; Apollo and Remi.

  I see so much of myself in Apollo's personality, not so much how I was as a child but more of how I am today.  I see a lot of Melanie as well, although Apollo is definitely an individual unto himself. I love seeing the contributions that we made, that were apparently preprogrammed, only to manifest themselves at the opportune time. I like to play a game with Apollo called "How did you get so cute?" I have tried to instill the answer into his young mind so his response would be second nature; "Two parts dada, and one part mama", I will tell him, hoping he will repeat it on cue. As Apollo is too smart to play along with this, he will instead say, "I am just Apollo!" The icing on the cake for me was in a recent set up of this question, Apollo decided to play along and responded with, "Two parts dada, one part mama, and all Apollo."
  My favorite Apollo saying this month as he was trying to console his crying baby brother while we were driving down the road; "Oh my gosh baby brother! Don't do the shaky lip! It makes dada really sad!"

Hanging off my mom...life is good

  Ah yes...baby brother. At seven weeks old, Orion is packing on some size. He is a healthy eater, and an easy baby. He is sleeping between 4 and 6 hours at night (for) now. His awake time has lengthened, along with the amount of time he can stand being separated from his mom, and he may actually smile at you  if the mood strikes him.
 Its about the time a baby starts smiling that you notice they can see things that we can not. I am talking about how they will smile and interact with someone in the corner of the room that is not there. Its kind of creepy when your infant looks over your shoulder and starts smiling and giggling. You can move your head to block their line of sight or turn them away from where they are looking, and they will twist and turn to gaze back where they were before. I have looked over my shoulder more than a few times expecting to see someone there. Its something you have to experience to believe, and maybe I am reading more into something than I need to be, but if you have seen an infant do this, you know how bizarre it is.
 I first recognized this phenomenon with Apollo, but I had forgotten about it until Orion started to do the same thing. It seems to be an intermittent behavior that disappears around four or five months. If only they could speak at this age, I would ask, "what you looking at?"...Alas, this question would be futile. Instead I opt to borrow one of Apollo's phrases; "You're creeping me out!"

Airplanes and Air Fresheners.

Apollo's Chariot

   Arguably one of mans greatest achievements is the ability to fly.  There is something sacred about harnessing the power and energy of gravity, wind, speed and atmosphere, to leave the solid ground that we stand on and take flight. As kids, my siblings and I were fortunate enough to have a dad that was a private pilot, and that owned his own airplanes. We grew up around airplanes, and even had the body of an old Cessna in our yard to play in as kids. My favorite time period in life, thus far, were the four years I spent skydiving. There is nothing that compares to the feeling of jumping out of an airplane with your closest friends, using your body to control your rate of decent, position, and attitude, in a choreographed ballet of sorts, in a sixty second free fall of 130 to 180 mph, only to break off and deploy your parachute, rapidly coming to a peaceful near stop, amongst the scattered white puffy clouds. The loud rush of wind in free fall is contrasted sharply by the serenity of a soft breeze and occasional flapping of nylon parachute fabric, while suspended under a canopy two thousand feet above the ground. For me, this was paradise...life at its absolute best. I have touched an unparalleled beauty that cannot be expressed in words nor pictures, but must be experienced to fully understand how full of life you feel, flying amongst the clouds, feeling the suns warmth and glory, while breathing in the smell of ozone and fresh air.

Apollo in a helicopter

 Apollo loves all things flying and moving. I cant say for sure whether he inherited the love of flight from me, but I love that we have this in common. I took Apollo to his third air show this past weekend. We live two and a half miles from Santa Rosa airport. I loaded up Apollo into his chariot, hooked it to my bike, and the two of us headed off to the air show. The only thing lacking was a bull whip for Apollo, to lash at my backside while he was yelling, "Faster dada! I want to go faster!" Let me just clarify that I was going plenty fast enough, however, Apollo felt that I should be able to keep up with the passing cars. Yes, I am still superman in his eyes.

  In the three and a half weeks since Orion has been home, I have become Apollo's favorite. Hooray for me! I think Mel and I were tied for the most part, but depending on the day, it would be one or the other. We have been very careful to make sure Apollo has received the same amount of attention, and made to feel just as special and important as the newborn, but there is no hiding the fact that Orion needs constant attention from his mom. Its not easy being the only one in the spot light for over three years, and suddenly you have to share it. The first thing out of Apollo's mouth in the morning, has been "Where's dada?". When I come home on my lunch hour, Apollo starts telling me, "You have to stay home dada. Don't go to work." This pleading is topped with some water works. It has carried over now to bed time; "You have to stay here now, dada. Don't go to work tomorrow". This definitely pulls at my heartstrings.  I am enjoying my new status as 'favorite', however, Melanie is annoyed by the whole thing and has vowed to buy back Apollo's affections with toys and treats. As if he is not spoiled enough. 

  Thanks to Dora (the Explorer), along with some reinforcement from Melanie, Apollo can count to five in spanish and is working his way up to 10. He knows no less than five colors in spanish along with 20 to 30 words and phrases. Thanks to his Yiayia, he knows 20 to 30 phrases in greek as well.

  My favorite Apollo-isms for the month are; "Anaconda squeeeeeze" as he gives you a random hug, and squeezes you tight, and "Let's pet baby brother!" Apparently Orion is on the same level to Apollo as his dog Remi.

Orion being entertained by Apollo

    Orion is on the 'Eat, sleep, and poop' plan, and often does all three at the same time! I think he goes through the same amount of diapers in a week that Apollo used in a month at this age. He will often go through three diapers in 10 to 30 minutes, a few times a day, not to mention his hourly diapers. I am nothing short of appalled by this. Knowing that I am putting my life in jeopardy by saying this, I am certain that Orion inherited this from his mom. It reminds me of the early days in my relationship with Melanie, when I would take her, with Ian and Aden on a road trip.

You cant make me smile!

 No sooner would I pull out of the rest stop, and merge back onto the interstate, than one of the three of them would have to use to the restroom again. I wouldn't even have a chance to turn off my turn indicator. That is how I feel now; no sooner will I start to put the first strap on the new diaper, than Orion starts to work on filling it up.  I will be looking for a night job just to pay for all the diapers, baby wipes, and air fresheners.

  Besides the plethora of diapers used by this little guy, I have to say that he is pretty easy compared to how Apollo was. Orion has been redeeming himself by trying on his smile the last few days. He mostly smiles at his mom, but I have managed to catch a few from him under my watch. 

  Orion was born four weeks ago this night. It feels like he has always been here now, yet, at the same time the excitement of having a newborn in the house has not worn off.

  With the exception of Apollo (and possibly one of our parrots), I think we are all adjusting just fine to having an infant in the house again. 

  As for me; I am basking in the glory of my new found status of 'Favorite Parent', and will seize upon every opportunity to gloat about it in front of Melanie. 

My piece of Heaven

Yiayia and Papa arrived a day after Orion was born. They spent two weeks with us. Apollo is sure that they come here just to be his own personal servants and playmates. As parents, it is such a treat for Melanie and myself to watch Apollo interact with his grandparents. Everyone gets to play cars...whether they want to or not. 

Yiayia, Papa, Apollo, and Orion
8/14/2011

Apollo is actually a funny kid. He knows how to solicit a laugh when he so desires. He spontaneously finds things funny, and has the ability to laugh whole heartedly at himself, when he is involved in a bit of carnage (that leaves himself relatively unscathed, that is). He thrives on the attention he gets for singing

the Alphabet song and the Fish Head song, along with his own repertoire of silly phrases.

Overall, Apollo is a very happy young man. I know I have used the term 'charming' to describe him and his personality in a couple of my past blogs, but it certainly is the best term I can  think of at this point; he really is charming. You have to experience him for a few days to get the full effect.  Apollo insists that everyone should "Be happy!" In fact he demands it. If he even suspects that someone is less than happy he will interject with; "Be happy Yiayia!!" He also likes to check in on your well being from time to time; "How you feeling Papa?"

Apollo's mad face

Be happy!

 Yiayia and Papa were pretty blown away at Apollos extensive vocabulary and his nonstop chatter. They talk to Apollo a few times a week via Skype, however, they were not prepared for the barrage of talking that they experienced during their visit with us. The icing on the cake for Apollo's grandparents, was the "I love you" and "I love you so much" phrases that were freely offered up.

 We seized the opportunity to spend this past Sunday out doors in the perfect weather. It was my plan to gets some pictures of Apollo and Orion with their Yiayia and Papa. I went into this photo session knowing full well that I had a 1 in 10 chance of getting any descent pictures, as the quality of the photo's is directly related to Apollos mood at the time I am taking the pictures. He was definitely in rare form and it was a real task to get him to sit still  long enough to snap a couple of pictures. Apollo really enjoyed making faces at the camera and running off every chance he got. Fortunately, we were able to kick back for a couple of hours in this little park, which afforded me enough time to get a couple shots worth keeping.
  Orion is doing well. He has been making his way through the residual jaundice, and has really perked up. He spends longer periods of time being awake and very alert. He is making up for lost time with frequent feeding frenzies that leave Melanie threatening to switch him to formula.
 Orion graduated out of his size 1 newborn diapers, the day we got home from the hospital and fits nicely in the size 2's. He has already outgrown his newborn size clothing as well.  His remaining umbilical cord, or his "crunchy" as Apollo called it, fell off when he was around 10 days old.  He has also filled in all his wrinkly skin now.
                   The nights have not been too bad yet, at least not as bad as Apollo was by 5 days old.

Apollo and his Mickey Mouse back pack

Don't get me wrong, Orion is waking up and eating about every hour to hour and a half, but the difference is, that he will fall asleep while feeding and stay that way until he wants to eat again.
  Apollo, on the other hand, stayed up late, took a long time to go to sleep and then cried for thirty to forty five minutes after each feeding... all night long! Melanie would pass him off to me and say, "Okay, I did my part, now its your turn...and you need to leave the room with him so I can sleep." Yup, kicked out of bed, and my room, to walk to floors with a crying baby, two to four times a night. Then up at 6:00am to go to work. I would gladly do it all again with Orion, but Melanie and I are both hoping it doesn't come to that. Orion is also a lot more cuddly than Apollo was at this age. He is perfectly content curled up in the fetal position with his ear pressed to your chest. Apollo, in contrast, was always a thrasher.
  I am still in disbelief that we have a new baby. I find myself awake at night, leaning over Orion, listening to him breath, and watching even the tiniest movements. I settle back into bed with the biggest smile on my face with only the twilight of the room to share it with. For a brief moment, all the worries of the world around me are gone. The soft sounds of Orion cooing, and Melanie and Apollo breathing, serenade me back to sleep. I have found my piece heaven here on earth.