Well it's almost 7 in the morning and my little peanut is crawling around the house while our bible verse CD is playing, i'm blogging and michael is laying around/playing with our little boy. I can't help but think this morning couldn't get more perfect.
Nixon has become quite the established crawler. He goes everywhere. It's so fun to watch his choices in where he wants to go. During the day when i go into different rooms he follows me.
He loves to pull himseelf up on everything.
He's been eating lots of puffs (which are like crackers.) He had his first cheerios today which went well.
He has started also dancing...sorta. Any time music comes on, he starts scooting his hips back and forth whether he is sitting or in a crawl position. It's pretty fun.
We got a new entertainment center so most of our "no no" areas are got, which is so much more liberating for us all. Less disapline, and more freedom.
Nixon's birthday is coming soon, and I can't believe it's already been a year. We have been so blessed by this little munchkin. I feel like even if I said thank you everyminute for everyday for Nixon it still wouldn't capture my gratitude for having him in my life.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Crawling
So I am so proud to say my son is a crawler. I was a little worried because I had talked to numerous moms that had told me that thier child crawled at 7, 8, 9 months and a few at 11. But I was feeling that for the most part most babies seemed to be crawling at 8 or 9 months. At around 6 months Nixon looked like he was so close to crawling, he was up on his arms and he'd pull his legs in. I was convinced he would be crawling soon. There was a week that I said to myself, I have to be very involved this week because I think this will be the week he crawls. But then he just seemed to be stuck in that state. He would slightly progress each month, like bring his stomach way off the ground, then he started doing the plank, pulling his knees off the ground and butt in the air. Then he started pushing on his legs to go forward but pushing back with his arms and scooting backwards. He scooted back for about 2 months. It started to feel like he was never going to crawl.
Then I started second guessing everything like, "Am I a bad mother? Is he slow? Is this because he watched Nemo so much when he was younger and that TV time stunted his fine motor skills? Is this because he doesn't get a lot of breast milk and is mostly formula fed?" All these questions started pouring into the back of my mind. I told the doctor that he wasn't crawling and he seemed fine with it. When I told others, I knew logically that every baby has his own time line. But since it was my baby, I was just so worried. Plus I read on babycenter.com the things that my baby should be doing, and I just felt like he wasn't caring to do them. For example, the said your baby should be pulling himself up (like in his crib,) he should be clapping, he might wave, he's probably crawling. All these "should be's" that Nixon wasn't doing.
Then a week ago, he took his first crawl. I realized that it seemed like Nixon had been afraid to move his arms forward, like he might fall. So I decided I would "stunt" him like they do in cheerleading, and pull his arms forward while he was pushing his legs and holding him. Then he realized the concept of pulling forward with his arms. And he magically seemed to understand. So he started crawling officially on Sat, Oct 2nd. And it was while he was still 9 months! I also remembered (while i was tlaking to my friend Kelsey at work) that they say if your baby was born 4 weeks early, you expect them to do the things that a baby 4 weeks younger would do because they came out early but aren't as developed as being 4 weeks older. So I realized that if I took 2 weeks off of his age, he seemed perfectly on time to me.
So after conquering crawling, he seemed to do everything else in the same week. He started pulling himself up in his crib to the standing position. A couple days after crawling, he learned to go from crawling to the sitting position. He started sitting and clapping too. It was such a blessing. Now I don't worry about his growth because he definately proved that he is fine and just has his own time clock. God definately washed my fears away.
We are leaving to California in about 2 weeks and I was so scared that we would take him down and he wouldn't be crawling. But I'm so excited because now Nixon is crawling so well. Plus he is so so so much fun at this stage. Its so fun to see Nixon crawl to what he wants and what he's curious about. To see his little personality come through. My parents are going to have so much fun with him I think. I know I always say this but this is my favorite stage. because he's doing so much on his own and showing us more of his personality but he's also still in baby form. not a toddler yet.
Then I started second guessing everything like, "Am I a bad mother? Is he slow? Is this because he watched Nemo so much when he was younger and that TV time stunted his fine motor skills? Is this because he doesn't get a lot of breast milk and is mostly formula fed?" All these questions started pouring into the back of my mind. I told the doctor that he wasn't crawling and he seemed fine with it. When I told others, I knew logically that every baby has his own time line. But since it was my baby, I was just so worried. Plus I read on babycenter.com the things that my baby should be doing, and I just felt like he wasn't caring to do them. For example, the said your baby should be pulling himself up (like in his crib,) he should be clapping, he might wave, he's probably crawling. All these "should be's" that Nixon wasn't doing.
Then a week ago, he took his first crawl. I realized that it seemed like Nixon had been afraid to move his arms forward, like he might fall. So I decided I would "stunt" him like they do in cheerleading, and pull his arms forward while he was pushing his legs and holding him. Then he realized the concept of pulling forward with his arms. And he magically seemed to understand. So he started crawling officially on Sat, Oct 2nd. And it was while he was still 9 months! I also remembered (while i was tlaking to my friend Kelsey at work) that they say if your baby was born 4 weeks early, you expect them to do the things that a baby 4 weeks younger would do because they came out early but aren't as developed as being 4 weeks older. So I realized that if I took 2 weeks off of his age, he seemed perfectly on time to me.
So after conquering crawling, he seemed to do everything else in the same week. He started pulling himself up in his crib to the standing position. A couple days after crawling, he learned to go from crawling to the sitting position. He started sitting and clapping too. It was such a blessing. Now I don't worry about his growth because he definately proved that he is fine and just has his own time clock. God definately washed my fears away.
We are leaving to California in about 2 weeks and I was so scared that we would take him down and he wouldn't be crawling. But I'm so excited because now Nixon is crawling so well. Plus he is so so so much fun at this stage. Its so fun to see Nixon crawl to what he wants and what he's curious about. To see his little personality come through. My parents are going to have so much fun with him I think. I know I always say this but this is my favorite stage. because he's doing so much on his own and showing us more of his personality but he's also still in baby form. not a toddler yet.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
almost 9 months
So around the 4th of July a family friend of the Langs came to visit named the Izenbieiz (i don't know how to spell that) family. they had a daughter that was 9 months old. I was talking with the dad saying, everyone one says the first months are the hardest, but i'm finding that they just keep to keep getting just a little bit harder. He told me, just wait till 9 months. When our daughter became 9 months, everything became easy sailing. I kept that in my heart and went about life. And recently since Nixon is almost 9 months I have revisited that conversation, and I'm finding him to be completely right. Things are so easy. Ever since he has been able to sit up well on his own, life has slowed down to a wonderful pace.
Nixon can play on his own, and i don't have to assist him in everything. He seems to be learning so much quicker also because there isn't has much help, he's grabbing life on his own, with love and superviision of course. I love this stage, because he's still very babyish, but so responsive and fun. For all the work the fisrt 7-8 months were, this is like a honemoon. We just enjjoy each other and the funny things Nixon does. We communicate more. He copies some things that we do. He laughs all the time. He cries when he fall backwards from sitting cuz it scares him, but i get to comfort him and make it all better.
A few days ago at my work, i took nixon, another girl held him and talked with the residents. he got separation anxiety and started to cry. It sounds silly, but i've been waiting for that. I love that he's such a personable baby, but i've been wanting to be like "the one" for him. So i'm a little excited.
He had his first playdate yesterday. It was funny to watch him have to share his toys with another baby. He did well though. I was just nervouse since he's so grabby that he would grab his friend's hair or somehting. He really only went for Theo's feet.
he also did his first gernerous thing to me a couple days ago. he was munching a foot and handed it to me, and started to munch on the other. Something little but big in my book. :)
Nixon can play on his own, and i don't have to assist him in everything. He seems to be learning so much quicker also because there isn't has much help, he's grabbing life on his own, with love and superviision of course. I love this stage, because he's still very babyish, but so responsive and fun. For all the work the fisrt 7-8 months were, this is like a honemoon. We just enjjoy each other and the funny things Nixon does. We communicate more. He copies some things that we do. He laughs all the time. He cries when he fall backwards from sitting cuz it scares him, but i get to comfort him and make it all better.
A few days ago at my work, i took nixon, another girl held him and talked with the residents. he got separation anxiety and started to cry. It sounds silly, but i've been waiting for that. I love that he's such a personable baby, but i've been wanting to be like "the one" for him. So i'm a little excited.
He had his first playdate yesterday. It was funny to watch him have to share his toys with another baby. He did well though. I was just nervouse since he's so grabby that he would grab his friend's hair or somehting. He really only went for Theo's feet.
he also did his first gernerous thing to me a couple days ago. he was munching a foot and handed it to me, and started to munch on the other. Something little but big in my book. :)
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
7 and a half months old
I feel like every month, I say to myself, "oh this has got to be my favorite months of Nixon so far." So once again...THIS IS MY FAVORITE MONTH so far.
After about 4 months, Nixon's personality has really started to show through. He smiles at everything. At about 5 months, we heard his first real laugh. It sounds like a squeeky toy. Its so cute. I've noticed that Michale and I are really taking on the roles of mom and dad. Nixon sleeps with me in bed, he snuggles with me, and i can tell he just feels at ease with me. But when michael gets home, nixon gets so excited. He laughs for michael a lot more than he does with me. it's pretty cute.
At our six month check up, i realized we had been doing a lot of tummy time with nixon but not really working on getting him to sit up, so frantically i tried to have him sit (like all the time.) and he picked it up so fast. Now he sits up on his own as if it's what he's always done. he's so cute when he sits up because his round belly gets all squished forward and his neck is finally visible. :)
He's easily distracted and happy while he is sitting. But he still has this thing, that i have to be close by. if i walk out, he starts crying, but if i'm just there reading or whatever, he's fine. it's so funny, yet sometimes frusterating.
Nixon has 6 teeth now. his two bottom ones and 4 half teeth on top. they aren't quite full teeth yet. But he has the sweetest big grin, and i love seeing those 6 teeth.
It's been really hot here, so i typically leave nixon in just a diaper, or a onesie with his legs exposed. I love it, because baby skin is just so sweet and soft.
we started feeding nixon baby food. He loves banana's. Not really a fan of squash, or anyhting apple, but we still try it alot to get him used to it. About a week ago, he had his first solid poop. I was really excited.
I feel like time is flying by, but he's not growing as fast as i feared. So that's good. Every little thing is so important with him and such an accomplishment. he's always talking (well making sounds.) I just can't wait till momma or dada comes out or he crawls. That day will make my heart explode i think.
After about 4 months, Nixon's personality has really started to show through. He smiles at everything. At about 5 months, we heard his first real laugh. It sounds like a squeeky toy. Its so cute. I've noticed that Michale and I are really taking on the roles of mom and dad. Nixon sleeps with me in bed, he snuggles with me, and i can tell he just feels at ease with me. But when michael gets home, nixon gets so excited. He laughs for michael a lot more than he does with me. it's pretty cute.
At our six month check up, i realized we had been doing a lot of tummy time with nixon but not really working on getting him to sit up, so frantically i tried to have him sit (like all the time.) and he picked it up so fast. Now he sits up on his own as if it's what he's always done. he's so cute when he sits up because his round belly gets all squished forward and his neck is finally visible. :)
He's easily distracted and happy while he is sitting. But he still has this thing, that i have to be close by. if i walk out, he starts crying, but if i'm just there reading or whatever, he's fine. it's so funny, yet sometimes frusterating.
Nixon has 6 teeth now. his two bottom ones and 4 half teeth on top. they aren't quite full teeth yet. But he has the sweetest big grin, and i love seeing those 6 teeth.
It's been really hot here, so i typically leave nixon in just a diaper, or a onesie with his legs exposed. I love it, because baby skin is just so sweet and soft.
we started feeding nixon baby food. He loves banana's. Not really a fan of squash, or anyhting apple, but we still try it alot to get him used to it. About a week ago, he had his first solid poop. I was really excited.
I feel like time is flying by, but he's not growing as fast as i feared. So that's good. Every little thing is so important with him and such an accomplishment. he's always talking (well making sounds.) I just can't wait till momma or dada comes out or he crawls. That day will make my heart explode i think.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Retirement Home
Well it's been a long time since I blogged. The reason I was reminded today was because Nixon was extra adorable at the Retirement Home that i work at. I had to go for a staff meeting and had to bring him since no one could watch him. He started to get a little fussy so i had to stand with him, then i had to walk with him, then I had to actually walk to different parts of the building to keep him occupied. I brought him to the residents and they LOVED him. It was so neat to see this side of the residents. I only see them at night when they are tired and I have to change them, but it was so sweet to see them so excited. The all got giant smiles and just wanted to touch him. And my sweet little Nixon was smiling at all of them and showing off his two big boy teeth. He was so sweet, getting excited and kicking his feet everytime i brought him to a new resident. I was so proud to be his mom. I know it made the residents feel so good. Nixon blessed them in ways he will never know.
In and out of our walks i would sit with Nixon and he would just look around so curiously and smile and laugh with me. He was just so cute. I realized Nixon is everything I dreamed and hoped he would be when i imagined him and he was in my womb, but he's so so so much more. I can't express how much i love this little one.
New things that he has accomplished this month. He has two teeth. He grew his first one on Matthew's birthday, April 26th, and his second one on my birthday May 12th, it was so funny and random. I discovered a freckle on his belly 4 days ago, on june 4th, 2 days before he became 6 months old. He pushes himself up completely on his arms and lookes so close to crawling. i can get him to sit up hunched over for a couple minutes before he topples over. Everyday, his "sitting" becomes stronger and stronger. He holds his bottle (not super steady but pretty well.) And when we nap together, he doesn't fight me. Oh and my favorite, he loves to stand up. We say "yaaaaay" and he smiles so big because he's so proud of himself. I love seeing that round little body supported by two tiny little feet. it's adorable. He really is such a sweet blessing.
In and out of our walks i would sit with Nixon and he would just look around so curiously and smile and laugh with me. He was just so cute. I realized Nixon is everything I dreamed and hoped he would be when i imagined him and he was in my womb, but he's so so so much more. I can't express how much i love this little one.
New things that he has accomplished this month. He has two teeth. He grew his first one on Matthew's birthday, April 26th, and his second one on my birthday May 12th, it was so funny and random. I discovered a freckle on his belly 4 days ago, on june 4th, 2 days before he became 6 months old. He pushes himself up completely on his arms and lookes so close to crawling. i can get him to sit up hunched over for a couple minutes before he topples over. Everyday, his "sitting" becomes stronger and stronger. He holds his bottle (not super steady but pretty well.) And when we nap together, he doesn't fight me. Oh and my favorite, he loves to stand up. We say "yaaaaay" and he smiles so big because he's so proud of himself. I love seeing that round little body supported by two tiny little feet. it's adorable. He really is such a sweet blessing.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Nixon today
So Nixon has gone through so many changes, some things he just started doing recently, some things, he's been doing for a while. But I want to capture in writing what he is like right now.
Nixon is kinda chubby. He has these adorable full cheeks and lost of little rolls everywhere. When he wakes up and i put him on the changing table, he does this big stretch where he pins his arms straight down on his sides, and stretches is legs straight out (where you can see cottage cheese on his thighs) and seperates all of his toes and he pushes out his belly while arching his back. it's so cute.
I've just started doing "chill bumps" all over his arms and legs. It's so cute, he stretches out his arms and legs when i start like saying "please more all over." I love it.
He still only has a little tuft of hair on his lower back part of his head.
We feel one tooth right under the gums on the right front of his mouth.
He is very good at staying on his stomach, and lifting his chest and his arms. He is turning over to his back but not from his back to his stomach. He does tummy time for about 5-10 minutes before he gets tired and starts plopping his head on his hands. If i leave him, he kicks his legs and it looks like he is so close to crawling. He loves laying on our chest and staring at us. He just smiles. I love it. I lift his little body up and down (like chest presses) and when he comes down, i kiss him. He love it, after every kiss, he makes a giant open mouthed gummy smile.
He has been eating a ton. He eats about 4 ounces every 1 1/2 to 2 hours. If we give him 8 ounces every 4 hours, he gets hungry, so we just give him little amounts a lot and it helps with him not spitting up so much.
He's been fighting us with sleep. If he's aware he's going to sleep, he gets so upset. When we put him in the "go to sleep position" he gets so upset and wiggles, and pulls away from his pacifier, but if we are persistant, he will get pooped out and give in and his eyes roll back and he's asleep. When he's tired, you can't even put him on his back or he assumes you are trying to put him to sleep and gets upset. We have been trying to get him to cry himself to sleep. After he cries a little while, i'll give him a bottle because a lot of time he get's all dried out, and that usually does the trick in getting him to sleep. Last night, he was awake in his bassinet when we went to sleep. He gave out some frusterated cries for a couple minutes, i put a pacifier in his mouth, and he was up for about 15 minutes sucking his hands. And then he fell asleep, without anymore crying. It was really amazing. I am scared to take him on a plain to california because of his fighting when he's tired. I'm afraid he'll get tired and just scream the whole ride. We'll see.
He's grabbing things that are near his hands and grabbing my hair (the opitomy of a baby, pulling hair.) I've been reading books to him and he likes to touch the pages. We just tried this net thing we got from target and put a banana in it, he sucked it (all he could do was taste the banana.) He was so funny, he got very still and concentrated and just stared at me while he tasted it. He seemed to like it.
I love my love bug, he's just so sweet and such a blessing
Nixon is kinda chubby. He has these adorable full cheeks and lost of little rolls everywhere. When he wakes up and i put him on the changing table, he does this big stretch where he pins his arms straight down on his sides, and stretches is legs straight out (where you can see cottage cheese on his thighs) and seperates all of his toes and he pushes out his belly while arching his back. it's so cute.
I've just started doing "chill bumps" all over his arms and legs. It's so cute, he stretches out his arms and legs when i start like saying "please more all over." I love it.
He still only has a little tuft of hair on his lower back part of his head.
We feel one tooth right under the gums on the right front of his mouth.
He is very good at staying on his stomach, and lifting his chest and his arms. He is turning over to his back but not from his back to his stomach. He does tummy time for about 5-10 minutes before he gets tired and starts plopping his head on his hands. If i leave him, he kicks his legs and it looks like he is so close to crawling. He loves laying on our chest and staring at us. He just smiles. I love it. I lift his little body up and down (like chest presses) and when he comes down, i kiss him. He love it, after every kiss, he makes a giant open mouthed gummy smile.
He has been eating a ton. He eats about 4 ounces every 1 1/2 to 2 hours. If we give him 8 ounces every 4 hours, he gets hungry, so we just give him little amounts a lot and it helps with him not spitting up so much.
He's been fighting us with sleep. If he's aware he's going to sleep, he gets so upset. When we put him in the "go to sleep position" he gets so upset and wiggles, and pulls away from his pacifier, but if we are persistant, he will get pooped out and give in and his eyes roll back and he's asleep. When he's tired, you can't even put him on his back or he assumes you are trying to put him to sleep and gets upset. We have been trying to get him to cry himself to sleep. After he cries a little while, i'll give him a bottle because a lot of time he get's all dried out, and that usually does the trick in getting him to sleep. Last night, he was awake in his bassinet when we went to sleep. He gave out some frusterated cries for a couple minutes, i put a pacifier in his mouth, and he was up for about 15 minutes sucking his hands. And then he fell asleep, without anymore crying. It was really amazing. I am scared to take him on a plain to california because of his fighting when he's tired. I'm afraid he'll get tired and just scream the whole ride. We'll see.
He's grabbing things that are near his hands and grabbing my hair (the opitomy of a baby, pulling hair.) I've been reading books to him and he likes to touch the pages. We just tried this net thing we got from target and put a banana in it, he sucked it (all he could do was taste the banana.) He was so funny, he got very still and concentrated and just stared at me while he tasted it. He seemed to like it.
I love my love bug, he's just so sweet and such a blessing
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
week in issaquah
So I'm writing from Issaquah washington. Nixon and I came up this weekend with the Langs and stayed at Aunt Kims house for easter. I enjoyed myself so much. I liked having my own room with Nixon too. I realized though, that the more we are with other people, the more I feel disconnected to him. the reason is because I always feel this need to have to share him with everyone so i don't get to really have any time with him to myself. I know i do it to myself, but I just wish I had more of a back bone.
I had been realy good with my diet but it went to shambles this weekend. O well. I will be faithful when i get home. The hotel michael and i are staying at has all you can eat home made cookies all night long, how can i resist! haha.
Nixon is rolling over from his back quite regularly. He' s also grabbing things. Its neat to watch. The only bad thing is he has started grabbing my hair and my dangly earings. ouchies. He's gaining weight but is one incredibly happy baby. my favorite thing he does is he makes his mouth wide open and smiles. it's so cute. I have loved being stuck in a room with him and enjjoying him.
I just feel so blessed to have these two boys in my life.
I had been realy good with my diet but it went to shambles this weekend. O well. I will be faithful when i get home. The hotel michael and i are staying at has all you can eat home made cookies all night long, how can i resist! haha.
Nixon is rolling over from his back quite regularly. He' s also grabbing things. Its neat to watch. The only bad thing is he has started grabbing my hair and my dangly earings. ouchies. He's gaining weight but is one incredibly happy baby. my favorite thing he does is he makes his mouth wide open and smiles. it's so cute. I have loved being stuck in a room with him and enjjoying him.
I just feel so blessed to have these two boys in my life.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Almost 6am
It's almost 6am and I just put my sweet little baby to sleep...doesn't that sound wrong? He's been doing this new thing where he wakes up around 3 or 5 in the morning and i feed him and sometimes he will go back to sleep. Well last night he was extra generous with his wake ups and I had to get up with him at 3 and 5 and both times he didn't want to go to bed. Lucky for me, Michael wanted me to sleep with him, I wasn't about to argue with that. I love sleeping with him. Its so sweet to wake up to that little face, and feel his little body moving every time he takes his quick little breaths. Sometimes you can even hear a little sigh here and there, its just the sweetest.
Nixon seems to be right on schedule. I've been reading what to expect the first year and everytime i read the month ahead, when he is close, he seems to be doing everything they say he should be able to do. He can topple over, he can grab things that touch his hands, and he can make a razz sound.
His tummy time is so funny. He still get tired of holding his big head up. So he will keep it up for a little while and then he sinks his face in his hands and smothers it (like he's shy.) its kind of adorable. yesterday he was having a tired moment and crying so i thought i would try tummy time on him. while on his tummy, he would calm down a little, then because he was so tired, he was having a hard time balancing, so he would topple over, and fling his arms all big and his eyes looked so scared and he would just cry. I couldn't help but laugh because it was so funny to me. We did it a few times.
I noticed during that tummy time and this morning when he was getting tired and wanted to cry. If i smiled at him and spoke in a high pitched voice where he thought it was good, his attitude would immiediately change. Its cool to see him change attitudes according to what he sees in me.
well i would blog longer but i'm exhausted. i'm going to sleep...at 6am ha!
Nixon seems to be right on schedule. I've been reading what to expect the first year and everytime i read the month ahead, when he is close, he seems to be doing everything they say he should be able to do. He can topple over, he can grab things that touch his hands, and he can make a razz sound.
His tummy time is so funny. He still get tired of holding his big head up. So he will keep it up for a little while and then he sinks his face in his hands and smothers it (like he's shy.) its kind of adorable. yesterday he was having a tired moment and crying so i thought i would try tummy time on him. while on his tummy, he would calm down a little, then because he was so tired, he was having a hard time balancing, so he would topple over, and fling his arms all big and his eyes looked so scared and he would just cry. I couldn't help but laugh because it was so funny to me. We did it a few times.
I noticed during that tummy time and this morning when he was getting tired and wanted to cry. If i smiled at him and spoke in a high pitched voice where he thought it was good, his attitude would immiediately change. Its cool to see him change attitudes according to what he sees in me.
well i would blog longer but i'm exhausted. i'm going to sleep...at 6am ha!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sitting up
Well Nixon isn't quite sitting up on his own or anything, but he absolutely loves sitting up with the assistance of Mom! It started with me playing with him as he lay on his back, then I moved him to his tummy so he could have a little tummy time. He always seems to get enhausted on his tummy and complains, but I think to myself "well he has to do something productive other than laying on his back," so we are attempting the sitting position. He's so cute. He wobbles a lot so I have to keep my arms around his chest but he just leans his head back and stares and smiles at me. I love it.
Another thing I've notices is that Nixon is starting to understand how to move his limbs and what makes them do different things. When he sits up he's just so zoned in on his feet. He watches them move for a good 5 uninterrupted minutes. Michael has also been propping the bottle in his hands, and it really seems as if something is connecting there. he seems to enjoy it more that when we try to hold it for him. If we prop the bottle up with a pillow or blanket, he will grab the part close to his face, as if simulating he is holding it.
Michael got a new suit from express today. He looks very handsome. i am really loving my life right now and don't want to take any of it for granted. As I look at our completely messy place, I just feel so lucky to have this open area, and the set up with the walls not going to the cieling is so perfect so i can hear nixon in his room. It's always a good temperature up here. The view is amazing. We live is a sweet little city. I have this completely sexy husband, who is so hard working and a business man, who leaves for work everyday for 8 hours so i can stay home with the sweetest little baby. Nixon is so adorable. His smiles, his little weekly achievements, his new rolls, his little tears, they are all just so sweet. The Lord is definately blessing me with wonderful season in my life.
Recently i've been feeling a lack of spitirtual growth in the area of fellowship. I just feel that at our church, our friends that are our age just want different things in life. i just met up with a gal named Kayla and she goes to a different church with a moms group that i want to start going to. I was recently reading a blog of a girl who is a young and newly married, she's into fashion and interior design, and while i really do love both those things, I just feel like those were things i unsed to be consumed in, and now I am content with the way our place is designed because it's perfect for us, but i'm not really on the look out for the next best thing...unless in comes to something Nixon is doing. And i used to really want people to want to be like me, but now i feel so past that. i used to show off certain things, but now I just want people to love our little family and to not feel at any point intimidated by us (like i used to want) but just welcome and at ease. I think I will find moms that want those things too. I am slowly grasping miniscule amounts of what it means to have your eyes on the things of heaven and not of earth. I am just hungry for fellowship with other women who have kindred spirits in this area.
My boys are asleep so i should be going to bed too. Goodnight
Another thing I've notices is that Nixon is starting to understand how to move his limbs and what makes them do different things. When he sits up he's just so zoned in on his feet. He watches them move for a good 5 uninterrupted minutes. Michael has also been propping the bottle in his hands, and it really seems as if something is connecting there. he seems to enjoy it more that when we try to hold it for him. If we prop the bottle up with a pillow or blanket, he will grab the part close to his face, as if simulating he is holding it.
Michael got a new suit from express today. He looks very handsome. i am really loving my life right now and don't want to take any of it for granted. As I look at our completely messy place, I just feel so lucky to have this open area, and the set up with the walls not going to the cieling is so perfect so i can hear nixon in his room. It's always a good temperature up here. The view is amazing. We live is a sweet little city. I have this completely sexy husband, who is so hard working and a business man, who leaves for work everyday for 8 hours so i can stay home with the sweetest little baby. Nixon is so adorable. His smiles, his little weekly achievements, his new rolls, his little tears, they are all just so sweet. The Lord is definately blessing me with wonderful season in my life.
Recently i've been feeling a lack of spitirtual growth in the area of fellowship. I just feel that at our church, our friends that are our age just want different things in life. i just met up with a gal named Kayla and she goes to a different church with a moms group that i want to start going to. I was recently reading a blog of a girl who is a young and newly married, she's into fashion and interior design, and while i really do love both those things, I just feel like those were things i unsed to be consumed in, and now I am content with the way our place is designed because it's perfect for us, but i'm not really on the look out for the next best thing...unless in comes to something Nixon is doing. And i used to really want people to want to be like me, but now i feel so past that. i used to show off certain things, but now I just want people to love our little family and to not feel at any point intimidated by us (like i used to want) but just welcome and at ease. I think I will find moms that want those things too. I am slowly grasping miniscule amounts of what it means to have your eyes on the things of heaven and not of earth. I am just hungry for fellowship with other women who have kindred spirits in this area.
My boys are asleep so i should be going to bed too. Goodnight
Friday, March 19, 2010
toppling over
Well as of the last time I wrote we have had a few (little to the world but big to us) achievements. The first major one is that Nixon can push himself up while laying on his belly, he gets his rythm going a little and then can sort of roll/topple over to his back. Its pretty cute to watch cuz when he land on his back sometimes he startles himself and has giant eyes.
The second achievements comes from after the last blog I wrote. I was complaining about nursing. My mom read my blog, because she's my only reader, and called me. I knew she would want to talk about nursing and I really didn't want to talk about it because it's such a sore subject in my mind, but something in me was telling me to be patient and listen. She said I might want to try nursing with out a shield, (which almost always is the last thing i want to hear, because even more than being fed up with nursing, i'm even more sad that i can't nurse my baby on just my bare chest like normal women, but something was different today.) Somehting in me was telling me to take it in, take down the wall in my heart and listen. She said that now that Nixon is old and his mouth is a little different he might actually nurse. I said "maybe" but in my heart thought "probably not." I decided i would try withouth the shield at a time he wasn't really hungry because sometimes when he's hungry, he gets so upset that anything that could stress him out a little, ends up stressing him out a lot and I knew he would kind of freak out. So that night I got up with him for some reason, it wasn't a feeding time, and decided "what the heck, i'll just try it now" so i tried to nurse him (having really low expectation) but low and behold, he nursed. It was only for about 5 minutes till he realized something was weird and stopped but it was a wonderful 5 minutes none the less. So having a little more encouragement, the next day I tried again. this time I was able to nurse him for a good 15 minutes before he fell asleep. We are still working on this, but it's just so encouraging. I can feed my own baby! I feel like climbed some giant step of motherhood.
This morning I woke up to Nixon cooing in bed. It was one of the cutest things ever. I usually wake up to him crying because he's hungry. I pick him up and jet to the fridge to get a bottle to heat up. But this morning I woke up to "agooooo"...."agoooo" (with little coughs here and there because we are both getting over a flemmy cough sickness.) It was just so sweet. I picked him up and went to make him a bottle just waiting for him to bust into tears at any moment. He just snuggled up into my chest and was looking around while prepared his bottle. What a great start to the day. After feeding him, i went to burp him and he kept nuzzling his head into my shoulder and rubbing his eyes so I thought i would put him back into his crib because he might be tired. (I wasn't quite sure what he wanted.) Usually if he goes to bed when he's not completely sleepy, he'll cry, but i put him down and he was sucking his hands. I gave him a pacifier instead and did my usual "go to sleep routine" and he was still awake, so i left him thinking "if he's awake he'll cry and i'll come in and get him and play with him, if he's tired, he'll go to sleep. Then while blogging, I hear all these slurping sounds because he's obviously ditched the pacifier and is back to sucking on his hands, but no crying. And as i blog, the sounds stop, and I'm pretty sure he's back to sleep. This has been the easiest non stressful morning ever!
We are leaving for washington today as a family. We are all going to a place calle Snowquamie which is close to Seatle. We are visiting Cheryl's sister and family, Aunt Kim and Uncle Scott. I'm excited to travel with Nixon and be somewhere new with him. Plus Michael is going to let me sleep with him, which I have been wiening us off of a little bit. I still sleep with him but not as much because Michael doesn't want him getting attatched. But for a coulple days I get to sleep with my snuggle muffin and i'm excited. It will be a short, fun trip i think :)
The second achievements comes from after the last blog I wrote. I was complaining about nursing. My mom read my blog, because she's my only reader, and called me. I knew she would want to talk about nursing and I really didn't want to talk about it because it's such a sore subject in my mind, but something in me was telling me to be patient and listen. She said I might want to try nursing with out a shield, (which almost always is the last thing i want to hear, because even more than being fed up with nursing, i'm even more sad that i can't nurse my baby on just my bare chest like normal women, but something was different today.) Somehting in me was telling me to take it in, take down the wall in my heart and listen. She said that now that Nixon is old and his mouth is a little different he might actually nurse. I said "maybe" but in my heart thought "probably not." I decided i would try withouth the shield at a time he wasn't really hungry because sometimes when he's hungry, he gets so upset that anything that could stress him out a little, ends up stressing him out a lot and I knew he would kind of freak out. So that night I got up with him for some reason, it wasn't a feeding time, and decided "what the heck, i'll just try it now" so i tried to nurse him (having really low expectation) but low and behold, he nursed. It was only for about 5 minutes till he realized something was weird and stopped but it was a wonderful 5 minutes none the less. So having a little more encouragement, the next day I tried again. this time I was able to nurse him for a good 15 minutes before he fell asleep. We are still working on this, but it's just so encouraging. I can feed my own baby! I feel like climbed some giant step of motherhood.
This morning I woke up to Nixon cooing in bed. It was one of the cutest things ever. I usually wake up to him crying because he's hungry. I pick him up and jet to the fridge to get a bottle to heat up. But this morning I woke up to "agooooo"...."agoooo" (with little coughs here and there because we are both getting over a flemmy cough sickness.) It was just so sweet. I picked him up and went to make him a bottle just waiting for him to bust into tears at any moment. He just snuggled up into my chest and was looking around while prepared his bottle. What a great start to the day. After feeding him, i went to burp him and he kept nuzzling his head into my shoulder and rubbing his eyes so I thought i would put him back into his crib because he might be tired. (I wasn't quite sure what he wanted.) Usually if he goes to bed when he's not completely sleepy, he'll cry, but i put him down and he was sucking his hands. I gave him a pacifier instead and did my usual "go to sleep routine" and he was still awake, so i left him thinking "if he's awake he'll cry and i'll come in and get him and play with him, if he's tired, he'll go to sleep. Then while blogging, I hear all these slurping sounds because he's obviously ditched the pacifier and is back to sucking on his hands, but no crying. And as i blog, the sounds stop, and I'm pretty sure he's back to sleep. This has been the easiest non stressful morning ever!
We are leaving for washington today as a family. We are all going to a place calle Snowquamie which is close to Seatle. We are visiting Cheryl's sister and family, Aunt Kim and Uncle Scott. I'm excited to travel with Nixon and be somewhere new with him. Plus Michael is going to let me sleep with him, which I have been wiening us off of a little bit. I still sleep with him but not as much because Michael doesn't want him getting attatched. But for a coulple days I get to sleep with my snuggle muffin and i'm excited. It will be a short, fun trip i think :)
Thursday, March 11, 2010
3 months old
Nixon is officially 3 months old. When i think about it, it seems like a huge milestone and he's growing so fast. But then i think about when he's going to be 6 months old which seems like the next big mileston and I think, his whole life up to this point has to be relived to get to that milestone. H'es only lived a whole 3 months and that's how many more days he has to get through to get to 6 and it calms me down. I don't feel like time is flying in that perspective.
I feel like Nixon is just getting chubbier and a teeny bit longer, but i feel like his incredible changes week to week are slowing down, almost coming to a stand still. I don't feel like I have to strain to keep my eyes open because if i blink he will have drastically changed again and i will have missed it.
I think it's because his face (like future adult face) is finally coming through. Past the sweet chubby cheeks, nixon's eyes have grown into the shape of Michaels. The come together in a little downward crease when he smiles. They aren't swollen looking anymore. His little lips are making giant smiles and yesterday for the first time I heard a little giggle. It was just one or two little chuckles that turned into a kind of forced smiley groan but it was a giggle none the less. His body is finally into the clothes size that he should be into, and he doesn't seem to by flying through those sizes to the next like he was doing. he was born at such a small size that he could only wear preemie clothes, then after about a month, he was into newborn clothes (when most newborns can only wear newborn clothes for a couple weeks and at 1 month are in 0-3's.) At about 2 months he was finally into 0-3s. He still in 0-3's but he's also fitting into a few 3-6's. he's catching up to all the other babies and their sizing. It's kind of exciting. Before, when changing him, i would look at him and think to myelf (how old is he...) and then choose the size down from that. So if he was newborn, i had to put him in preemie, at 1or 2 months i had to put him in newborn, but now i say "how old is he" and i get to try that size outfit on him. Its fun, i feel like we accomplished something.
One thing that crackes me up about Nixon growing up, is the things he gets upset with seem to change so here come mom and dad trying to figure out how to sooth these things like little detectives. So as i said he cries when he hungry, tired, or a poopy diaper. Occasionally when he needs to burp and wants to play and we want to sleep. The over the shoulder patting works sometimes but we've found the bouncing on the knee seems to be efffective and apparently it's Nixon new favorite thing. So when he cries, we try it, and it almost always works. I have even been able to get him to fall asleep that way. He gets tired and wants to sleep but wont let himself and cries, we have now found that another way to make him sleep with out using the hair drier is putting a soft blanket around his head, there's something about it that makes him fall asleep, along with the car seat. We have also discovered the TV. He apparently loves the TV. When he was to play and i want to sleep, i stick him in front of the TV in his car seat and he's happy as a bug for about an hour. it's pretty cute.
We have started a little routine when michael goes to work. It used to be that michael would leave, nixon would cry and i would have to run through all the things that make him cry and try to fix them like feed him, then burp him, then change his diaper, then try to play, and then try to burp him again, Id finally get to sleep again about 2 hours later and by that time it's like 10 so i only want to sleep for like an hour so my day doesn't seem waisted. but recently we get up, sometimes i feed him (depending on when he ate last,) i burp him and change him, then he goes in front of the t.v in his car seat while i sleep on the couch, then about a half hour later, he's over stimulated and wants to sleep so we rest for a couple hours on the couch. It's awesome for right now.
Nursing...depressing. Ever since Nixon was born, I've had to use a nipple sheild because my nipples are too flat to nurse without it. I've had hopes that nursing enough or pumping enough would make them come out more so Nixon would have something to latch on to. but every time I try to get him to latch on with out the shield he can't do it, get's frusterated and cries. I would feel like such a failure that i would go back to the shield and hold off on trying for a while till i was emitionally ready to be let down again. Well all shields are pretty gigantic compared to regular bottle nipples. I still nurse here and there like every other day, but Nixon still falls asleep while nursing and doesn't get enough to eat and I end up pumping out the rest anyways. Recently though, he's been sucking the shield really weird like it's too big of a nipple and he doesn't know how to attempt it anymore. the last couple of times he's stopped eating pulled his head back and tried to readjust a few times and gets frusterated and sometimes cries. The last time I nursed him, milk kept leaking out of the side of his mouth. I'm afraid that our nursing days are coming to an end. I wish he could figure out how to suck the shield again, but it seems pointless to try and work at this when he falls asleep anyways. I'm still going to try here and there like i have been, but i think closing the door in my heart in this area is going to maybe make is hurt less emotionally as he struggles with nursing. I do wish i was just like every other mom that can just put a hooter hider on, bust out a breast and nurse her baby anywhere but I just can't. At times i feel like a nursing failure and want to cry, but i try to tell myself that i tried my best and this is just the body God gave me, flat nipples and all. All i can say, is thank God for the pump and the woman who lent me hers because I don't know where we would be with out it...p.s. Nixon is eating 6to 7 ounces a feeding period (like 4 hours apart) that just seems so crazy to me that he's growing that much.
well i just fed him and its 3:15 in the morning. he stopped making his little adjitated sleeping sounds and it sounds like he's into his deep sleep so i'm giong to try to go sleep myself. Goodnight
I feel like Nixon is just getting chubbier and a teeny bit longer, but i feel like his incredible changes week to week are slowing down, almost coming to a stand still. I don't feel like I have to strain to keep my eyes open because if i blink he will have drastically changed again and i will have missed it.
I think it's because his face (like future adult face) is finally coming through. Past the sweet chubby cheeks, nixon's eyes have grown into the shape of Michaels. The come together in a little downward crease when he smiles. They aren't swollen looking anymore. His little lips are making giant smiles and yesterday for the first time I heard a little giggle. It was just one or two little chuckles that turned into a kind of forced smiley groan but it was a giggle none the less. His body is finally into the clothes size that he should be into, and he doesn't seem to by flying through those sizes to the next like he was doing. he was born at such a small size that he could only wear preemie clothes, then after about a month, he was into newborn clothes (when most newborns can only wear newborn clothes for a couple weeks and at 1 month are in 0-3's.) At about 2 months he was finally into 0-3s. He still in 0-3's but he's also fitting into a few 3-6's. he's catching up to all the other babies and their sizing. It's kind of exciting. Before, when changing him, i would look at him and think to myelf (how old is he...) and then choose the size down from that. So if he was newborn, i had to put him in preemie, at 1or 2 months i had to put him in newborn, but now i say "how old is he" and i get to try that size outfit on him. Its fun, i feel like we accomplished something.
One thing that crackes me up about Nixon growing up, is the things he gets upset with seem to change so here come mom and dad trying to figure out how to sooth these things like little detectives. So as i said he cries when he hungry, tired, or a poopy diaper. Occasionally when he needs to burp and wants to play and we want to sleep. The over the shoulder patting works sometimes but we've found the bouncing on the knee seems to be efffective and apparently it's Nixon new favorite thing. So when he cries, we try it, and it almost always works. I have even been able to get him to fall asleep that way. He gets tired and wants to sleep but wont let himself and cries, we have now found that another way to make him sleep with out using the hair drier is putting a soft blanket around his head, there's something about it that makes him fall asleep, along with the car seat. We have also discovered the TV. He apparently loves the TV. When he was to play and i want to sleep, i stick him in front of the TV in his car seat and he's happy as a bug for about an hour. it's pretty cute.
We have started a little routine when michael goes to work. It used to be that michael would leave, nixon would cry and i would have to run through all the things that make him cry and try to fix them like feed him, then burp him, then change his diaper, then try to play, and then try to burp him again, Id finally get to sleep again about 2 hours later and by that time it's like 10 so i only want to sleep for like an hour so my day doesn't seem waisted. but recently we get up, sometimes i feed him (depending on when he ate last,) i burp him and change him, then he goes in front of the t.v in his car seat while i sleep on the couch, then about a half hour later, he's over stimulated and wants to sleep so we rest for a couple hours on the couch. It's awesome for right now.
Nursing...depressing. Ever since Nixon was born, I've had to use a nipple sheild because my nipples are too flat to nurse without it. I've had hopes that nursing enough or pumping enough would make them come out more so Nixon would have something to latch on to. but every time I try to get him to latch on with out the shield he can't do it, get's frusterated and cries. I would feel like such a failure that i would go back to the shield and hold off on trying for a while till i was emitionally ready to be let down again. Well all shields are pretty gigantic compared to regular bottle nipples. I still nurse here and there like every other day, but Nixon still falls asleep while nursing and doesn't get enough to eat and I end up pumping out the rest anyways. Recently though, he's been sucking the shield really weird like it's too big of a nipple and he doesn't know how to attempt it anymore. the last couple of times he's stopped eating pulled his head back and tried to readjust a few times and gets frusterated and sometimes cries. The last time I nursed him, milk kept leaking out of the side of his mouth. I'm afraid that our nursing days are coming to an end. I wish he could figure out how to suck the shield again, but it seems pointless to try and work at this when he falls asleep anyways. I'm still going to try here and there like i have been, but i think closing the door in my heart in this area is going to maybe make is hurt less emotionally as he struggles with nursing. I do wish i was just like every other mom that can just put a hooter hider on, bust out a breast and nurse her baby anywhere but I just can't. At times i feel like a nursing failure and want to cry, but i try to tell myself that i tried my best and this is just the body God gave me, flat nipples and all. All i can say, is thank God for the pump and the woman who lent me hers because I don't know where we would be with out it...p.s. Nixon is eating 6to 7 ounces a feeding period (like 4 hours apart) that just seems so crazy to me that he's growing that much.
well i just fed him and its 3:15 in the morning. he stopped making his little adjitated sleeping sounds and it sounds like he's into his deep sleep so i'm giong to try to go sleep myself. Goodnight
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
March 2nd
Tonight was a great night. Michael and I went on a date, a real date. Recently I've been spending a lot of time at home because Michael takes our 1 car to work and has it all day while I stay at home unless I work at night and he will bring it by at lunch time. So for the most part I'm at home all day. And on days that I work, I see Michael for about 10 min when he drives with me to work and then he drives the car home. Michael and I have been going on semi-dates to a Mexican food place called Los Arcos where our friends Alyssa and Rachelle work at bar tenders. Its also called taco tuesdays so we get 75 cent tacos. We sit and talk and when our friends aren't busy we hang out with them. We take Nixon with us so they can enjoy him too. We have also had a few game nights, with them, and with our friends Ali and Matt. I enjoy our friends a lot, but i was starting to become sad that we were spending so much time with our friends, but not with each other alone romancing each other.
So sweet Michael treated me to dinner and a movie. I usually don't like movies on a date because I feel like we don't talk. But we had about 2 hours at dinner and we just talked and enjoyed each other. It was so nice. I was able to open up and tell Michael things that I probably wouldn't have in just a 10 minute conversation here and there. the movie was really funny too. I think michael really enjoyed it. Nixon stayed at home with grandma.
I've been doing this video called the Jillian Michael's 30 day shred. Boy has it been hard and a good work out for me. There are 3 levels for me I thought that i would just wiz through the 1st level but boy is that level hard for me. I have to do that modified. I have been doing it consistently for 7 days and have lost 5.5lbs. I have been stuck in the 150's for like a month, and have been trying to be good with my eating, now with the video I have finally broke into the 140's. i'm so excited. I have new encouragement now. I am excited to get down into the 130s. My friend Ali Schwarts has been coming over every day to do the video with me. Its been really sweet to have that girl time wiht her.
Nixon is 11 weeks now. He's almost 3 months! We are enjoying him and his chub so much. Its so cute, he pretty much doesn't have a neck anymore because he has a double chin. His little arms that used to be so skinny that he had loose skin hanging off a little, now are tight. His little wrists are so tight that they have creases. Its so cute. His eyes are the shape of Michael's now. Its so sweet. I've gotten into the habit of taking off his clothes during the day so i can enjoy his soft skin. I used to think that he was the cutest he could be as a newborn, but really, i think he's the cutest he's been now because we can see his features coming through and his personality coming through. I love when he smiles and makes faces. I've learned the 3 reasons why he cries too, so it's been a lot easier to take care of him. He either cries because he's hungry, tired, or has a full diaper. Occasionally he will also cry if he doesn't want to sleep and i'm trying to make him, or if he really needs to burp. He's a pretty easy baby. He's lifting his head very well. I'm just waiting for him to be able to turn over.
Our friends, the Norwoods, are having another baby. I just found out. When she told me, immediately i wanted another baby. I wanted to be pregnant again and have another little baby. But deep down i know that it will be better to just give all of our attention to Nixon and to try and have a baby in a year or two when we are more established. Plus i want the experience to be special, not like a repeat of something i just went through. So I'm focusing on enjoying my little squishy man right now. I just love my husband and baby :)
So sweet Michael treated me to dinner and a movie. I usually don't like movies on a date because I feel like we don't talk. But we had about 2 hours at dinner and we just talked and enjoyed each other. It was so nice. I was able to open up and tell Michael things that I probably wouldn't have in just a 10 minute conversation here and there. the movie was really funny too. I think michael really enjoyed it. Nixon stayed at home with grandma.
I've been doing this video called the Jillian Michael's 30 day shred. Boy has it been hard and a good work out for me. There are 3 levels for me I thought that i would just wiz through the 1st level but boy is that level hard for me. I have to do that modified. I have been doing it consistently for 7 days and have lost 5.5lbs. I have been stuck in the 150's for like a month, and have been trying to be good with my eating, now with the video I have finally broke into the 140's. i'm so excited. I have new encouragement now. I am excited to get down into the 130s. My friend Ali Schwarts has been coming over every day to do the video with me. Its been really sweet to have that girl time wiht her.
Nixon is 11 weeks now. He's almost 3 months! We are enjoying him and his chub so much. Its so cute, he pretty much doesn't have a neck anymore because he has a double chin. His little arms that used to be so skinny that he had loose skin hanging off a little, now are tight. His little wrists are so tight that they have creases. Its so cute. His eyes are the shape of Michael's now. Its so sweet. I've gotten into the habit of taking off his clothes during the day so i can enjoy his soft skin. I used to think that he was the cutest he could be as a newborn, but really, i think he's the cutest he's been now because we can see his features coming through and his personality coming through. I love when he smiles and makes faces. I've learned the 3 reasons why he cries too, so it's been a lot easier to take care of him. He either cries because he's hungry, tired, or has a full diaper. Occasionally he will also cry if he doesn't want to sleep and i'm trying to make him, or if he really needs to burp. He's a pretty easy baby. He's lifting his head very well. I'm just waiting for him to be able to turn over.
Our friends, the Norwoods, are having another baby. I just found out. When she told me, immediately i wanted another baby. I wanted to be pregnant again and have another little baby. But deep down i know that it will be better to just give all of our attention to Nixon and to try and have a baby in a year or two when we are more established. Plus i want the experience to be special, not like a repeat of something i just went through. So I'm focusing on enjoying my little squishy man right now. I just love my husband and baby :)
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Nixon is 9 weeks old
So i haven't blogged in a while because the last time I signed on, it said that i had to have a google account and I don't. But today I checked, and I was able to get on like before. I have been journaling in our Microsoft Word, but now we need to buy it, so until then i'm going to be blogging online.
New things...
I had surgery on my ovaries. I was so scared that I would lost both, while the doctor was working to get the cysts out, but praise the Lord I kept both.
The olympics are on and that has been entertaining to watch.
Nixon is getting big. At his two month doctors appointment, he was weighed and he was 9lbs 9oz. he's almost 10 lbs! all i can think is that some babies are born at his size, i can't imagine a baby coming out of me that big. We have changed his eating from 2oz of milk every 2 1/2 hours to 4 to 5oz every 4 hours. Its hard to pump that much, so sometimes we have to add some formula, but i feel okay as long as Nixon is getting my breast milk every time. Nixon is cooing a lot and smiling a lot. It's quite cute.
Valentines day was on Sunday. I usually go all out, and buy a bunch of stuff to make the day special. This year i feel so bad, i didnt' really do a lot. Michael and I got tickets to watch a movie at a place called Cinebarr. It was like a movie theater where every other row of seats was taken out and replaced with a barlike table. There were menus and the waiters would bring you food as you watched the movie. it was really fun. On the way there, michael and I ran into target and i bought some things for a presant for him as well as a card and he bought me a gift too. He bought me a chi hair straightener which is something I've been wanting. He is so sweet.
Recently I have had two families that I kow well lose their babies, and I don't understand why. My dear friends Josi and Dan gave birth to their son Samuel who died 33 minutes after he was born. I personally learned so much from the way they trusted God through this, and how they had such great hope, and how they loved their little baby, but i can't help but feel sad. I just can't understand why such a wonderful God fearing family would lose their baby when they are such a great family. Then there's other worldy people who have babies, for the wrong reasons, who are healthy babies that live long and get into bad things and don't live lives that are God fearing.
My other friends, the Carey's just lost their precious baby girl who was 11months old. She had been sick for a couple days and then one morning, they found her body and her soul was with Jesus. It is wonderful that she never got to really experience sin and she's in an incredibly place, but its devistating for the people here on earth who don't get to enjoy her sweet heart anymore. Its just so sad to me. I don't understand why God allows this for christian families and other bad families don't experience any hardship in this area. I don't understand. But I can at least rest assured the knowing this truth that "god is good." I don't understand these things, but i can rest assured that this is true, even though it doesn't make sense to me. I hope God will explain in heaven.
I'm trying not to worry about my precious one. I pray for him daily. I hope he lives a long life. I know that I should just enjoy him daily and I shouldn't worry. He's growing so much. He smiles, and he's awake a lot more which is so fun. As long as he's full, he just looks at you and grunts and laughs. it's wonderful. I love my guys so much.
New things...
I had surgery on my ovaries. I was so scared that I would lost both, while the doctor was working to get the cysts out, but praise the Lord I kept both.
The olympics are on and that has been entertaining to watch.
Nixon is getting big. At his two month doctors appointment, he was weighed and he was 9lbs 9oz. he's almost 10 lbs! all i can think is that some babies are born at his size, i can't imagine a baby coming out of me that big. We have changed his eating from 2oz of milk every 2 1/2 hours to 4 to 5oz every 4 hours. Its hard to pump that much, so sometimes we have to add some formula, but i feel okay as long as Nixon is getting my breast milk every time. Nixon is cooing a lot and smiling a lot. It's quite cute.
Valentines day was on Sunday. I usually go all out, and buy a bunch of stuff to make the day special. This year i feel so bad, i didnt' really do a lot. Michael and I got tickets to watch a movie at a place called Cinebarr. It was like a movie theater where every other row of seats was taken out and replaced with a barlike table. There were menus and the waiters would bring you food as you watched the movie. it was really fun. On the way there, michael and I ran into target and i bought some things for a presant for him as well as a card and he bought me a gift too. He bought me a chi hair straightener which is something I've been wanting. He is so sweet.
Recently I have had two families that I kow well lose their babies, and I don't understand why. My dear friends Josi and Dan gave birth to their son Samuel who died 33 minutes after he was born. I personally learned so much from the way they trusted God through this, and how they had such great hope, and how they loved their little baby, but i can't help but feel sad. I just can't understand why such a wonderful God fearing family would lose their baby when they are such a great family. Then there's other worldy people who have babies, for the wrong reasons, who are healthy babies that live long and get into bad things and don't live lives that are God fearing.
My other friends, the Carey's just lost their precious baby girl who was 11months old. She had been sick for a couple days and then one morning, they found her body and her soul was with Jesus. It is wonderful that she never got to really experience sin and she's in an incredibly place, but its devistating for the people here on earth who don't get to enjoy her sweet heart anymore. Its just so sad to me. I don't understand why God allows this for christian families and other bad families don't experience any hardship in this area. I don't understand. But I can at least rest assured the knowing this truth that "god is good." I don't understand these things, but i can rest assured that this is true, even though it doesn't make sense to me. I hope God will explain in heaven.
I'm trying not to worry about my precious one. I pray for him daily. I hope he lives a long life. I know that I should just enjoy him daily and I shouldn't worry. He's growing so much. He smiles, and he's awake a lot more which is so fun. As long as he's full, he just looks at you and grunts and laughs. it's wonderful. I love my guys so much.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
January 8th, 9th, and 10th
Well I have'nt blogged in a little while but I have been writing journal entries. For some reason i'm having a hard time copying them onto hear, but I can copy stuff from here and put it on my word documents easily. I think i'm just a tchenology bafoon. So here's a recap from Friday and Saturday.
On thrusday night, i became worried about a health issue I thought i might have. Whenever something seems off about my health, I always look up the symptoms online to see what it could possibly and what I might possibly have to do to take care of it. Just to be somewhat prepared when I talk to my doctor, or to know if i should even contact my doctor. So when I looked up my symptoms online, it made it sound pretty severe and said that I would probably have to go to the hospital and stay there till it was over. So I planned on calling my doctor on friday and made preparations with Michael incase I might have to go to the hospital. Then I called my doctors office and they said that it was most likely not what i was thinking it was and in fact something else and to call after the weekend if this issue persisted but that it would probably be gone. Later in the day I met up with michael for lunch and he told me that his mom had been texting him to find out what was going on wiht me and all. I thought it was really sweet that she texted him and not me because I was so stressed out. I texted her and told her everything that happened.
Later that day I went over to target to get some things that we needed and use our target gift cards. I also stopped by safeway to get some groceries. I wanted to make dinner for michael and just do something special. So got stuff for fajitas, and a rose for him. When I got home Cheryl was home early. She told me that she took the rest of the day off of work just in case I might need her. This blessed me so much. I mean I love Cheryl so much and she is so kinda and generous, but this particular act really made me feel like I had a mom away from my mom in califonia. Cuz only moms would take time off of work to stay home in case you needed anything. It meant so much to me. I didn't know that she was coming home early while i was running errands so I felt bad that I came home kind of late with out letting her know. Well I made Michael dinner and lit some candles and Nixon stayed with Grammy. Afterwards he came upstairs and we we watched tv and went to bed.
At night I have been trying to nurse him. He falls asleep while nursing so I also have a bottle presant. When he woke up, he was apparently starving. He began sucking so fast. Then he got tired, I tried him on the other side, and then gave him the bottle. As he drank the bottle I just stroked his head and prayed with him (eventhough I know he doesn't really know what I'm saying) We prayed for all of his body parts, we prayed for his future, we prayed for our family, for the nation, we gave thanks for different things. It was such a sweet time. I loved it so much. I decided I wanted to do that every night.
Saturday morning came and Michael got up early and was taking care of him. We stayed around the house all day and went in the main house to see tracy since he was back from his long trip. apparently his cousin gave us some gifts so we opened those, and just hung out there. We ate dinner there too.
Then Michael and I left Nixon with the Grandparents and went to the movies. We went to go see new moon because I had been asking Michael if he would go with me again. I'm a little obsessed with those movies. I realized I love movies based on make believe things and usually based on books. Because it's fun to see the different colors and different environments hollywood makes and fun to envision what somehting that doesn't exhist would be like. So we went to the movies and it was packed. We thought that our movie would be really empty because it's been out for a while and a lot of new movies are out. But our theater was pretty full. One thing that was a bummer though, was a woman had her baby in there. And it was crying a lot. I have a new sense of patience for crying babies, but I also decided that night, that if you have to take a baby into a theater, that's fine. But if the baby is crying, you have to take it out, because it's not fair to the other people in the theater to listen to your baby crying. It might now bother you because you love your little one so much, but for other's that don't know how precious your baby is, it can just be offensive and annoying. So I told Michael, i really understand her taking her baby in. Sometimes you just have to do what you have to do. But you can't be so selfish that you watching a movie while your baby is crying and ruining the movie for the rest of the people becomes more important the the good for the majority. I just don't understand why she didn't take him outside to of the room just to sooth him and bring him back or give him a pacifier.
This morning, I woke up to Michael wiht the baby again. I missed church last week because the night before had been horrible. Last night wasn't too bad, in fact I was up feed Nixon around 7 thinking michael will be up probably around 730 to wake me back up. Well Michael didn't know how much i wanted to go to church since I missed last week, so he let me sleep. I ended up waking up at around 1045 totally bummed because not only did i miss the first service of church but I also missed the second because it was going to start in 15 minutes. So i just told him what happened and that I want to go to church next week for sure. I know i could have set my alarm but michael is usually my alarm on sundays. O well.
The rest of the day we kind of lounged around the house on the couches watching football and enjoying our family time. It was really sweet. Definately a day of rest. I really loved it. I mean I'm sad I missed the teaching at church today but the time with Nixon and Michael was so wonderful, that I couldn't really regret anything. Later Michael and I took Nixon on a 3 mile walk around this place called bald hill. Its actually the place we walked the day before Nixon was born. I love walking with michael because sometimes when you just lounge around the house, the tv is going or something is distracting, so i've found I get a lot of time to talk with michael when we go on walks and drive long distances, which is why I push for both a lot. We had a good talk about a lot of things, while I sported a bottle in my armpit under my coat to warm it up (i felt a little rediculous.)
Now we are home, and i'm blogging before I go to work.
Cute things about Nixon...
Today we checked his measurements and he's 21 inches, which means he's grown 2inches, which is pretty darn cute.
On thrusday night, i became worried about a health issue I thought i might have. Whenever something seems off about my health, I always look up the symptoms online to see what it could possibly and what I might possibly have to do to take care of it. Just to be somewhat prepared when I talk to my doctor, or to know if i should even contact my doctor. So when I looked up my symptoms online, it made it sound pretty severe and said that I would probably have to go to the hospital and stay there till it was over. So I planned on calling my doctor on friday and made preparations with Michael incase I might have to go to the hospital. Then I called my doctors office and they said that it was most likely not what i was thinking it was and in fact something else and to call after the weekend if this issue persisted but that it would probably be gone. Later in the day I met up with michael for lunch and he told me that his mom had been texting him to find out what was going on wiht me and all. I thought it was really sweet that she texted him and not me because I was so stressed out. I texted her and told her everything that happened.
Later that day I went over to target to get some things that we needed and use our target gift cards. I also stopped by safeway to get some groceries. I wanted to make dinner for michael and just do something special. So got stuff for fajitas, and a rose for him. When I got home Cheryl was home early. She told me that she took the rest of the day off of work just in case I might need her. This blessed me so much. I mean I love Cheryl so much and she is so kinda and generous, but this particular act really made me feel like I had a mom away from my mom in califonia. Cuz only moms would take time off of work to stay home in case you needed anything. It meant so much to me. I didn't know that she was coming home early while i was running errands so I felt bad that I came home kind of late with out letting her know. Well I made Michael dinner and lit some candles and Nixon stayed with Grammy. Afterwards he came upstairs and we we watched tv and went to bed.
At night I have been trying to nurse him. He falls asleep while nursing so I also have a bottle presant. When he woke up, he was apparently starving. He began sucking so fast. Then he got tired, I tried him on the other side, and then gave him the bottle. As he drank the bottle I just stroked his head and prayed with him (eventhough I know he doesn't really know what I'm saying) We prayed for all of his body parts, we prayed for his future, we prayed for our family, for the nation, we gave thanks for different things. It was such a sweet time. I loved it so much. I decided I wanted to do that every night.
Saturday morning came and Michael got up early and was taking care of him. We stayed around the house all day and went in the main house to see tracy since he was back from his long trip. apparently his cousin gave us some gifts so we opened those, and just hung out there. We ate dinner there too.
Then Michael and I left Nixon with the Grandparents and went to the movies. We went to go see new moon because I had been asking Michael if he would go with me again. I'm a little obsessed with those movies. I realized I love movies based on make believe things and usually based on books. Because it's fun to see the different colors and different environments hollywood makes and fun to envision what somehting that doesn't exhist would be like. So we went to the movies and it was packed. We thought that our movie would be really empty because it's been out for a while and a lot of new movies are out. But our theater was pretty full. One thing that was a bummer though, was a woman had her baby in there. And it was crying a lot. I have a new sense of patience for crying babies, but I also decided that night, that if you have to take a baby into a theater, that's fine. But if the baby is crying, you have to take it out, because it's not fair to the other people in the theater to listen to your baby crying. It might now bother you because you love your little one so much, but for other's that don't know how precious your baby is, it can just be offensive and annoying. So I told Michael, i really understand her taking her baby in. Sometimes you just have to do what you have to do. But you can't be so selfish that you watching a movie while your baby is crying and ruining the movie for the rest of the people becomes more important the the good for the majority. I just don't understand why she didn't take him outside to of the room just to sooth him and bring him back or give him a pacifier.
This morning, I woke up to Michael wiht the baby again. I missed church last week because the night before had been horrible. Last night wasn't too bad, in fact I was up feed Nixon around 7 thinking michael will be up probably around 730 to wake me back up. Well Michael didn't know how much i wanted to go to church since I missed last week, so he let me sleep. I ended up waking up at around 1045 totally bummed because not only did i miss the first service of church but I also missed the second because it was going to start in 15 minutes. So i just told him what happened and that I want to go to church next week for sure. I know i could have set my alarm but michael is usually my alarm on sundays. O well.
The rest of the day we kind of lounged around the house on the couches watching football and enjoying our family time. It was really sweet. Definately a day of rest. I really loved it. I mean I'm sad I missed the teaching at church today but the time with Nixon and Michael was so wonderful, that I couldn't really regret anything. Later Michael and I took Nixon on a 3 mile walk around this place called bald hill. Its actually the place we walked the day before Nixon was born. I love walking with michael because sometimes when you just lounge around the house, the tv is going or something is distracting, so i've found I get a lot of time to talk with michael when we go on walks and drive long distances, which is why I push for both a lot. We had a good talk about a lot of things, while I sported a bottle in my armpit under my coat to warm it up (i felt a little rediculous.)
Now we are home, and i'm blogging before I go to work.
Cute things about Nixon...
Today we checked his measurements and he's 21 inches, which means he's grown 2inches, which is pretty darn cute.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
1/1/10
Well it's officially the New Year. It might have been one of the most tiressome and saddest starts to the new year for me. I woke up around 8 because my brother in-law and father in-law were leaving to drive to Illinois so that my brother in-law could move there and do a graduate assistant position. I didn't think I would be as sad as I found that I was. Adam, isn't around too much. I see him maybe about once a week on a random week night. But there's something I love about that boy. He's this big musle boy who looks pretty intimidating when you meet him. His humor is sarcastic, he likes to pick on people all in good fun. But throughout my pregnancy and the birth of little Nixon, I have seen this soft side of him that I had heard about through Michael and caught tiny glimses of throughout being part of this family, but never experienced in the full entent till now. I have really enjoyed the playful banter with Adam whenever I would see him, and the funny stories he would tell.
But I have especially loved seeing him with Nixon. I remember the first time he came home when Nixon was home. We were all around the dinner table, eating, while Nixon was in his car seat in a chair. Most people who were around Nixon since he was home would just say, "can I see him." But when Adam came home he said, "Can I hold him?" which caught me off guard a bit and really blessed me. So i said sure. and when I saw how gentle this big man was with this tiny little baby, it filled my heart with so much joy. I saw him take little Nixon over to the couch and just stare at him. At times it even looked like he was going to kiss him. It was absolutely adorable. And its this way anytime Adam holds him. I have offered Adam to hold Nixon a lot just because I love watching this happen. Plus one thing that I was really blessed by with Adam, was when he would hold Nixon, he always offered to me if i wanted to hold him. And though it sounds weird, it always meant so much to me because there were quite a few days where I only got to hold him late at night because when we were with people, I would want them to hold him and I think they would just assume that I had a lot of him, even though I really didn't. I always answered no to Adam, but the fact that some one was noticing and caring of me with my baby meant so much to me.
So Adam leaving was really sad to me. Plus Adam is kinda a free ranger. He does good on his own, so I know that wiht him being gone, he probably wont visit much, and it's pretty much the beginning of his independence. I don't expect him to ever move back to Oregon. He will probably always be living somewhere distant and that's a littl esad to me.
Plus this day was the day my parents were leaving. Boy was that emotional. It was hard to see my parents tearing up holding Nixon. To see his little body all rolled up on them, knowing that the next time they see him and hold him, he will probably be a big chubby baby. The wont be able to experince any more of this tiny infant Nixon. And knowing that just breaks my heart. We all cried and they took off. After they left, I went to bed with Nixon and just cried. Then I fell asleep. Then I woke up and cried some more, and went back to sleep. That was pretty much my day till Michael came home. Then he cheered me up and we ate left over party snacks and watched the Hangover. Which the movie itself is pretty crude and kind of vulgar, but funny at the same time so it took my mind off of the emotional day.
But that night was a doosey. I couldn't go to bed because I had had a soda right before the end of the movie. I was tired and emotional still. All of the sudden I remembered that Nixon showed us today that he pretty much can't fit into his preemie clothes anymore. Instead of being excited for my little growing man, I just started to freak out in my head that my little baby was growing to fast. I ran into his room, in tears of course, and grabbed the newborn outfit that he was wearing this day, and grabbed a preemie outfit to see if there was a big difference in size. I was scared that there would be and I would realized that he grew like an inch in the last week. But after comparing them I realized the size wasn't a big difference at all. So I felt better. But this night, whenever he woke me, I was just delighted to be with him. Usually, he can test my patience a little because of my lack of sleep but I just wanted to take everything in tonight. So just laughed at him, smelt him, kissed him, held him close, and rubbed him. It was really a very sweet night.
But I have especially loved seeing him with Nixon. I remember the first time he came home when Nixon was home. We were all around the dinner table, eating, while Nixon was in his car seat in a chair. Most people who were around Nixon since he was home would just say, "can I see him." But when Adam came home he said, "Can I hold him?" which caught me off guard a bit and really blessed me. So i said sure. and when I saw how gentle this big man was with this tiny little baby, it filled my heart with so much joy. I saw him take little Nixon over to the couch and just stare at him. At times it even looked like he was going to kiss him. It was absolutely adorable. And its this way anytime Adam holds him. I have offered Adam to hold Nixon a lot just because I love watching this happen. Plus one thing that I was really blessed by with Adam, was when he would hold Nixon, he always offered to me if i wanted to hold him. And though it sounds weird, it always meant so much to me because there were quite a few days where I only got to hold him late at night because when we were with people, I would want them to hold him and I think they would just assume that I had a lot of him, even though I really didn't. I always answered no to Adam, but the fact that some one was noticing and caring of me with my baby meant so much to me.
So Adam leaving was really sad to me. Plus Adam is kinda a free ranger. He does good on his own, so I know that wiht him being gone, he probably wont visit much, and it's pretty much the beginning of his independence. I don't expect him to ever move back to Oregon. He will probably always be living somewhere distant and that's a littl esad to me.
Plus this day was the day my parents were leaving. Boy was that emotional. It was hard to see my parents tearing up holding Nixon. To see his little body all rolled up on them, knowing that the next time they see him and hold him, he will probably be a big chubby baby. The wont be able to experince any more of this tiny infant Nixon. And knowing that just breaks my heart. We all cried and they took off. After they left, I went to bed with Nixon and just cried. Then I fell asleep. Then I woke up and cried some more, and went back to sleep. That was pretty much my day till Michael came home. Then he cheered me up and we ate left over party snacks and watched the Hangover. Which the movie itself is pretty crude and kind of vulgar, but funny at the same time so it took my mind off of the emotional day.
But that night was a doosey. I couldn't go to bed because I had had a soda right before the end of the movie. I was tired and emotional still. All of the sudden I remembered that Nixon showed us today that he pretty much can't fit into his preemie clothes anymore. Instead of being excited for my little growing man, I just started to freak out in my head that my little baby was growing to fast. I ran into his room, in tears of course, and grabbed the newborn outfit that he was wearing this day, and grabbed a preemie outfit to see if there was a big difference in size. I was scared that there would be and I would realized that he grew like an inch in the last week. But after comparing them I realized the size wasn't a big difference at all. So I felt better. But this night, whenever he woke me, I was just delighted to be with him. Usually, he can test my patience a little because of my lack of sleep but I just wanted to take everything in tonight. So just laughed at him, smelt him, kissed him, held him close, and rubbed him. It was really a very sweet night.
12-31-09
So I have started a blog/journal to remember all the sweet things in my life. I now how a precious little baby, who looks older every day so i want to capture every moment I can, thus my blog.
Yesterday was New Years eve. It was the last full day that my parents would be here in Oregon with my little family. I woke up late like I always do with my new little munchkin. My parents had been up for a while with Nixon, my son, while Michael, my husband, was at work. We decided to go to Walmart. For those who don't live in or near Corvallis, the closest Walmart is about 45 minutes away. So taking a trip to walmart, is something you kind of make a day of. My parents are from California. Oregon has no sales tax and my parents wanted to buy a Wii. So they wanted to buy it up here and save the extra tax money. We went out to Lebenon and I bought some party snack food for New Years.
We planned on just staying home with my in-laws and just diong a low key new years thing. We were going to have party snacks, play games, and maybe watch a movie. Since my parents were here from out of town and we have a new baby, I didn't really want to go anywhere, to anyone's party. It was a really little party. It was so relaxing and I enjoyed myself. I thought it was the perfect New Years. It was low key and I spent it with those whom I love.
The clock said we had about 2 minutes before the ball fell, which is my favorite part, but we turned the TV on just in case. It turns out that the clock was a little behind and we turned the TV on right after the ball fell. But my mom said, look we have 5 seconds till the clock says twelve, we'll count down. So we did our own count down and it was suprisingly just as good to me. I really enjoyed myself, but it was bittersweet because I knew when I went to sleep, that i would be waking up to the day that my parents were leaving and my brother in law would be moving away. So i stayed up late with Nixon while everyone went to sleep. I had a really sweet little mother daughter time. Plus i had had a lot of soda, so i wasn't really tired. It was a good day. Good New Years Eve.
Yesterday was New Years eve. It was the last full day that my parents would be here in Oregon with my little family. I woke up late like I always do with my new little munchkin. My parents had been up for a while with Nixon, my son, while Michael, my husband, was at work. We decided to go to Walmart. For those who don't live in or near Corvallis, the closest Walmart is about 45 minutes away. So taking a trip to walmart, is something you kind of make a day of. My parents are from California. Oregon has no sales tax and my parents wanted to buy a Wii. So they wanted to buy it up here and save the extra tax money. We went out to Lebenon and I bought some party snack food for New Years.
We planned on just staying home with my in-laws and just diong a low key new years thing. We were going to have party snacks, play games, and maybe watch a movie. Since my parents were here from out of town and we have a new baby, I didn't really want to go anywhere, to anyone's party. It was a really little party. It was so relaxing and I enjoyed myself. I thought it was the perfect New Years. It was low key and I spent it with those whom I love.
The clock said we had about 2 minutes before the ball fell, which is my favorite part, but we turned the TV on just in case. It turns out that the clock was a little behind and we turned the TV on right after the ball fell. But my mom said, look we have 5 seconds till the clock says twelve, we'll count down. So we did our own count down and it was suprisingly just as good to me. I really enjoyed myself, but it was bittersweet because I knew when I went to sleep, that i would be waking up to the day that my parents were leaving and my brother in law would be moving away. So i stayed up late with Nixon while everyone went to sleep. I had a really sweet little mother daughter time. Plus i had had a lot of soda, so i wasn't really tired. It was a good day. Good New Years Eve.
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