Friday, August 30, 2013
Monday, August 26, 2013
I remember when I was trying to conceive, I worried about every little thing. Would the shots hurt? Would the meds work? What if this doesn’t work? Will I always be the ‘infertile friend’? Will my husband be disappointed in me if I can never conceive? How much money is all of this going to cost? The worrying never stopped….I told myself if and when I would get pregnant I wouldn’t be one of ‘those pregnant woman’ who worried the whole time. WRONG! There’s no way to stop it, and esp. after you’ve had a miscarriage.
Once I was pregnant I worried about spotting, I worried and prayed every time I used the restroom (yes I was that girl sitting on the toilet in pure fear…), Would I make it past the point when we had our 1st miscarriage? Would I make it past the first trimester? second and third….? Is he healthy? He kicked me funny? Is he ok? He hasn’t kicked me enough today? Will my blood pressure spike to high? What if he’s born to early? Am I being still enough on bed rest? The worrying doesn’t end…
Surely when you have the child it ends right?!
NOPE!! Not at all…in fact I think it gets worse! I think the whole first week of his life I just stared at him all night, yes a lot of it was in awe that after 7 years HE WAS HERE, but I was so scared that if I turned my head or blinked he would spit up, what if he stopped breathing, what if he coo’ed wrong, was that a cough I heard? He’s had the hiccups too long, was that a sneeze I heard? Is he eating enough? Is he eating to much? Am I being the best mom I can be? Does his poop look ok (yes again I’m that woman who always wants to know what her sons poop looks like…don’t judge!).
I could go on and on…the worrying doesn’t end. It’s a blessed feeling to be able to worry about the things I DO get to worry about NOW. But let me just say I understand why women age faster then men. I understand how children can make you have more gray hairs than you had before. I’ve just accepted the fact that I will worry about my family till the day the good Lord calls me home. That’s what mommy’s do right? :)
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Welcome to my new hobby :)
Zach got me my cannon camera last December, and I love taking pictures and editing them. I would love one day to be good enough to possibly start a little side job. I ‘m no where near that yet-but it’s nice to have goals—and I hobby that’s this fun.
Sorry for the picture overload, I couldn’t just pick one to post…I had too many favorites this time :)
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Yesterday marked 4 months that we have been so blessed to be able to be this little boys mommy & daddy! It seems to be going by too quickly. I love watching how he changes daily though. His little personality is really starting to bloom. His laugh is so contagious, and his smile melts our hearts. Here is a couple of his 4 month stats…
He weighs: 18lb (yes he’s a big boy!!)
His length: 24.5inches long
He eats: 6oz every 3-4 hours, and we will be adding cereal to the mix soon.
He loves: to smile, laugh, bath time, he adores Mickey Mouse, sitting up, being outside, he loves to talk and he loves to stand up!
He isn’t a fan of: tummy time-but is improving since being at daycare.
Whats been happening this month: He’s been eating his hands like crazy, loves his hands period! :) , he started actually laughing and he’s doing this more and more, he’s interacting with our pets, he can hold his teether by himself and place it in his mouth, his hair is falling out like crazy and it looks like he will be a bald baby-esp. on the top of his head before long, he can pull his binky out of his mouth but hasn’t figured out how to get it back in, he is almost to the point where he can hold his own bottle. We pulled out his Johnny Jumper and he loves it!
HAPPY 4 MONTHS LITTLE LOVE BUG! We love you more than you will ever know!
Friday, August 16, 2013
Friday, August 9, 2013
Friday, August 2, 2013
How is it when you have a child it just disappears? I can remember everything I need to regarding him, but don’t tell me to remind you of something…I won’t remember.
I went to the grocery store with my father in law the other day—as we were walking in he said ‘remind me to get…’. Oh boy is he relying on the wrong person! As we were wrapping up our shopping and heading to the checkout I did have a sense that I was forgetting something….I asked him ‘was I supposed to remind you of something’ (I’M SURPRISED I REMEMBERED THAT MUCH)…I couldn’t remember for the life of me what exactly I was supposed to remind him though.
I can officially say ‘I’VE LOST MY MIND’ …. I thought pregnancy brain was bad…when you have a child it gets much much worse. Say goodbye to memory and hello to postie notes (that’s the only way I remember).