Author Archives: Mason Shoma

Poor Mommy. Not only is it tough to raise a newborn baby, but I am literally sucking the energy out of her. I don’t know how she does it. There is only one explanation: she is a SuperMommy! It is amazing. She hasn’t been able to sleep more than 3 hours at a time forContinue reading “Drained Mommy”

Did you know that I have different gears when nursing? It’s true. Some times I am relaxed and take my time, and other times I guzzle as much as I can as quick as I can. You can hear it in the way I suckle. Mommy often has to tell me to calm down andContinue reading “Nursing Gears”

Following that rough night I had last night, I was surprised by the great night I had last night. Mommy and Daddy stuck to their strategy and tried to make sure I was up as much as possible during the day. They didn’t force me to stay awake or anything, but they made sure theyContinue reading “Great night”

After a rough night and long day of being a good boy, I am exhausted. Time to relax.

We had a belated (Grand)Father’s Day today! Ojiisan couldn’t come over on Father’s Day because he was getting his COVID-19 vaccination, so naturally, I completely understood why. So, we celebrated Father’s Day with him today and I was prepared to greet him. We had a nice lunch together and I got to spend more timeContinue reading “(Grand)Father’s Day”

We got the photos from the photo shoot and I think they look pretty good! Take a look.

Oh man, oh man, oh man. Did I have a rough night. Well, I should say WE had a rough night. I just couldn’t get to sleep and that means that Mommy and Daddy did not get to sleep. Not only did I not sleep, but I was very cranky. I cried a lot aContinue reading “Rough night”

Just a quick note. You remember how I mentioned how I like it when Daddy carries me and sings This Old Man? Well, it seems like the song works even without him carrying me. We were driving home from the shopping mall and I started fussing and crying. I got so worked up that myContinue reading “The Power of Song”

If I can look tiny in Mommy’s arms, you should see me in Daddy’s, especially when I’m in my baby carrier. But I’m not tiny. I’m big. I’m objectively big. There was a nursing room in the shopping mall we went to today and in that nursing room was a baby scale. So we weighedContinue reading “Small / Big”

There are times where I look really small, even it Mommy’s arms. It’s usually when I’m curled up, sleeping, and just at peace. I almost feel like I’m back in Mommy’s belly. This is nice!

You would be surprised by what I find comfortable. Most babies like being swaddled, but I do not. Most babies like being all curled up, but I do not. Apparently I like all the blood rushing to me head as I lean back, nearly going upside down. Like I said, you would be surprised.

Don’t I look like one of the pandas on my onesie? It’s my panda pose.

Daddy is weird. I mean that as a compliment. He works hard at being weird to get me to smile. Yeah, it might sound really strange to everyone else, but I know he is being weird out of love for me. He just loves seeing me smile and will do anything to get even theContinue reading “Weird Daddy = Smiles”

I’m the most calm after I’m fed. This is my time to kick back and relax. Sometimes I take this to the extreme and go full recline. You’d be surprised, but this is really comfortable and actually good for your digestion…I think.

Sometimes there is nothing that can be done to calm me down. I just cry and cry and cry. Daddy tries everything he can. He carries me, talks to me, sings to me, and rocks me. But to no avail. If you can’t beat them, join them.

Recently, Mommy has been wrapping me up when I sleep. It’s not quite swaddling, it’s not as tight. But it stops me from flailing around just the same. I still manage to get my arms and legs free eventually, but I usually can enjoy a longer sleep this way.

You know how I feel comfortable in Daddy’s arm nook, right? Well, I took that to a whole new level today. I fell asleep on Daddy’s chest and wiggled my way down into his arm nook. But this time I positioned myself in a way where my face found a nice little opening between hisContinue reading “Arm nook dream nursing”

Don’t mind me. I’m just staring.

That’s strange. We went for a walk today and although I started off in my stroller, by the time we got home I was being carried by Daddy. I was told that I was crying a lot so I had to be carried. Hmmm…that doesn’t sound like me, but I guess that must be whatContinue reading “Stroller”