We had our first hiccup today.
Well, that's not true. Kid gets hiccups all the time. Let me rephrase.
We experienced our first fun time with government offices today!
Let me rewind.
When Thomas was born, we filled out all our paperwork as was required by the hospital. This guaranteed us two things:
- A birth certificate
- A social security number and card
Those of you who know me know that I LOOOOOOVE tax season (for real). We filed that paperwork immediately and I've been waiting on pins and needles to file taxes for weeks now. On Friday, when I'd waited more than the required 28 days without any envelope in my mailbox containing my child's social security number OR his birth certificate, I got a bit more antsy and finally decided to call the hospital.
Several calls later, which had me meandering the phone trees of the hospital, the vital records office, and the Social Security Administration, I had my answer. The hospital had incorrectly entered our address, and sent Thomas' social security card to an address which, thankfully, does not exist. That being said, the only way to get said social security card was to go to the aforementioned government offices, wait in line, and get all required documentation. Not only that, but the only person who can file the paperwork is the birth mother (whee!), so Thomas and I got to sit in all of said offices during cold and flu season. EXCELLENT.
After 30 minutes at vital records (phew) and almost two hours at social security (not so fun), we finally made it out with number in hand. For all the people who thought I'd essentially live my maternity leave like a vacation, this is what fills my days.
Luckily, we had this guy to keep us entertained. This was a picture I took this morning after he wriggled his hands free from his baby jail. He was pretty entertained with himself. His father and I, less so, because we just wanted the kid to take a nap. He's given us that in spades, however, having slept most of the afternoon and evening at this point.
Thankfully, our weekend was quiet leading up to today.
On Saturday, we talked to our friends whose son was born almost a month before Thomas. It was fun to catch up with them and talk about what's coming our way. They were excited because their son was 11 lbs. Good ol' T was weighing in at 12 yesterday. Needless to say, we will not allow him near their child in case he decides to eat him.
Yesterday, Thomas and I went to a baby shower for our deer friend (misspelling intentional), saw our cousin, Sarah, and then got to spend some quality time with our favorite people, the Halas. Jake got to experience the joy of another Patriots Super Bowl win, and proclaimed T his lucky charm. I didn't take the time to remind him that they'd beat the Seahawks in an equally ridiculous finish two years ago.
Some pictures from the last few days ...