Levi rolled over yesterday morning.
He was taking a nap in his crib and I was getting ready for the day. I heard him wake up (start crying) but just needed a few more minutes to finish my hair.
When I went in to get him, he was on his back! He's a tummy sleeper so he surprised me by looking right up at me and giving me a huge grin.
I thought it was a fluke. And it wouldn't happen again for a month or two.
I was wrong.
He woke up at 5 this morning, for the day.
I wanted him to go back to sleep so I kept rocking him and finally tried laying him down in his crib with his passy.
To my surprise, he was content for so long I thought he had fallen asleep. And then he squawked.
He was on his back again!
I congratulated him and flipped him back over.
Heard him squawking again and went back in and watched him roll over.
I put him in the swing to sleep.
He may be able to roll, but I'm still smarter. For now.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tired
I'm tired. So tired.
It has everything to do with a certain little boy getting up often to eat or a need to be rocked.
My first flesh reaction is to complain. And boy could I!
And then I thought about how badly I would want to get up with him many times if something were to happen to him, if he was all of the sudden gone. And I realized that I need to cherish those moments. And think about what I love about getting up with him instead of the fact that 2 hours of continuous sleep isn't great.
I love watching him nurse so contentedly like I am the only person that will satisfy him at that moment.
I love when he is done and just laying in my arms so totally asleep.
I love when I pick him up to move him to my shoulder, he startles, and both arms go straight in the air, fists closed, knees pulled up to his chest, kind of like he is about to take off like a super hero.
I love when I lay him on my shoulder and his whole body is limp against mine, just snuggled in so content, so trusting and so totally asleep.
I love watching him after I lay him down in his crib as he finds the most perfect, comfortable way to sleep. His knees pull up under him and his little bum sticks up in the air.
I love kissing his fist.
I love kissing his cheeks.
I love kissing him.
I love him.
Getting up in the night isn't so bad.
It has everything to do with a certain little boy getting up often to eat or a need to be rocked.
My first flesh reaction is to complain. And boy could I!
And then I thought about how badly I would want to get up with him many times if something were to happen to him, if he was all of the sudden gone. And I realized that I need to cherish those moments. And think about what I love about getting up with him instead of the fact that 2 hours of continuous sleep isn't great.
I love watching him nurse so contentedly like I am the only person that will satisfy him at that moment.
I love when he is done and just laying in my arms so totally asleep.
I love when I pick him up to move him to my shoulder, he startles, and both arms go straight in the air, fists closed, knees pulled up to his chest, kind of like he is about to take off like a super hero.
I love when I lay him on my shoulder and his whole body is limp against mine, just snuggled in so content, so trusting and so totally asleep.
I love watching him after I lay him down in his crib as he finds the most perfect, comfortable way to sleep. His knees pull up under him and his little bum sticks up in the air.
I love kissing his fist.
I love kissing his cheeks.
I love kissing him.
I love him.
Getting up in the night isn't so bad.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Random Stranger Lady
Everyone knows that when you have a baby with you, a lot of people like to comment. Most are very kind telling me how cute or how precious he is. Some like to scare me with the future of their mind.
But, this lady today. She takes the cake.
Levi and I were in Target, Levi in the snap-n-go because he had been sleeping. Upon awakening, he started crying. I pushed the stroller a little faster but it didn't work. I stopped in the middle of the aisle, put some of my soon to be purchases on the ground and proceeded to put Levi in the sling.
She walked up behind me, I apologized for my stuff all over the floor, moving the stroller and the stuff to the side.
She kindly said it was no problem and then told me how much babies like to be held and close to their mammas.
She: "They like to be close to that nipple. My perfume for the longest time was breastmilk and sweat."
TMI, lady. TMI.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Manly Men
Bear Grylls drinking turtle blood.
My boys have a new obsession. Bear Grylls.
Sage got a pizza server, sliced his stuffed pandas throat, bent down and slurped soome blood and then told Kolby "Drink the blood, Bo. It has so much protein."
Okay so he didn't tell him it has a lot of protein but that would have been really good since that's what Bear said.
Kolby drank the blood. While Sage went to slaughter another bear.
They also like to pretend that grapes are grasshoppers and eat them.
Would you believe we talked about naming Levi, Bear? We did. I know. Lord, help us if we have a fourth boy!
My boys have a new obsession. Bear Grylls.
Sage got a pizza server, sliced his stuffed pandas throat, bent down and slurped soome blood and then told Kolby "Drink the blood, Bo. It has so much protein."
Okay so he didn't tell him it has a lot of protein but that would have been really good since that's what Bear said.
Kolby drank the blood. While Sage went to slaughter another bear.
They also like to pretend that grapes are grasshoppers and eat them.
Would you believe we talked about naming Levi, Bear? We did. I know. Lord, help us if we have a fourth boy!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Twinkle Toes
My mom used to call me twinkle toes. Or so I'm told. She came up with that fabulous nickname because my toes were so long. And because I have a special talent with my long toes.
I can make them in a pattern of one sticking forward, one backward, forward, backward.
I know, don't be jealous. It could've been my talent in a beauty pageant. I could have gotten a pedicure and wowed them with my toes.
My friend's mom used to say I could play the piano with my toes.
I digress.
I've passed on my twinkle toes!
Levi twinkles with the best of them.
I tried to capture it on camera but moving baby feet are hard to photograph. I took a picture of my twinkle toes. And then deleted it.
Just imagine.
Big toe. Pointer toe forward, middle toe back, ring toe forward, pinkie toe back.
It's a gift, y'all.
I can make them in a pattern of one sticking forward, one backward, forward, backward.
I know, don't be jealous. It could've been my talent in a beauty pageant. I could have gotten a pedicure and wowed them with my toes.
My friend's mom used to say I could play the piano with my toes.
I digress.
I've passed on my twinkle toes!
Levi twinkles with the best of them.
I tried to capture it on camera but moving baby feet are hard to photograph. I took a picture of my twinkle toes. And then deleted it.
Just imagine.
Big toe. Pointer toe forward, middle toe back, ring toe forward, pinkie toe back.
It's a gift, y'all.
Monday, February 16, 2009
The Not So Magical Hairbrush
I went to the gym today. And almost died on the treadmill. But that's not my point.
I planned to shower after I worked out. Since all the boys would be in childcare, it seemed like a win-win situation to me. And, they provide most of what you need to shower. Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, shaving creme, even disposable razors, deodarant and mouthwash too.
But not a brush. Or a comb.
And that was exactly what I forgot.
I wrapped my head in my towel and did a walk of shame.
I walked to the salon and asked if they sold brushes or combs. Nope.
I then walked to the cafe where they sell a few toiletry items. Not there.
So, I took my towel off and started finger combing my hair. It wasn't looking great.
I kept going as I blow dried my hair.
It started looking better. And better. Until it looked totally normal!
Except that I forgot my straightener.
I planned to shower after I worked out. Since all the boys would be in childcare, it seemed like a win-win situation to me. And, they provide most of what you need to shower. Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, shaving creme, even disposable razors, deodarant and mouthwash too.
But not a brush. Or a comb.
And that was exactly what I forgot.
I wrapped my head in my towel and did a walk of shame.
I walked to the salon and asked if they sold brushes or combs. Nope.
I then walked to the cafe where they sell a few toiletry items. Not there.
So, I took my towel off and started finger combing my hair. It wasn't looking great.
I kept going as I blow dried my hair.
It started looking better. And better. Until it looked totally normal!
Except that I forgot my straightener.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
That's How We Roll
Slept in until 8.
Opened V-day presents.
An AM/FM tuner armband radio for the gym.
And the Jane Austin movies from BBC.
The boys each got a book.
Drew got the Bourne dvds.
Made cinnamon rolls for breakfast.
Went shopping for washer and dryer.
Sage and I went to Lifetime.
He played basketball.
I ran on the treadmill.
He slept while watching basketball.
I picked up the house.
Kolby had a fever.
Watched Bear Grylls.
Cancelled the babysitter.
No hot date.
We went to the mall instead.
To eat at Chick-Fil-A.
For dinner.
And then bought diapers.
At Target.
With the three boys.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Opened V-day presents.
An AM/FM tuner armband radio for the gym.
And the Jane Austin movies from BBC.
The boys each got a book.
Drew got the Bourne dvds.
Made cinnamon rolls for breakfast.
Went shopping for washer and dryer.
Sage and I went to Lifetime.
He played basketball.
I ran on the treadmill.
He slept while watching basketball.
I picked up the house.
Kolby had a fever.
Watched Bear Grylls.
Cancelled the babysitter.
No hot date.
We went to the mall instead.
To eat at Chick-Fil-A.
For dinner.
And then bought diapers.
At Target.
With the three boys.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Monday, February 09, 2009
Not Me Monday
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
Here's what I didn't do last week!
- I didn't forget to change Levi's diaper before heading to the park. And his diaper didn't leak while we were there, leaking through his outfit, the sling and onto my shirt.
- After getting home, I didn't just keep wearing my shirt even though it had been peed upon.
- And I certainly didn't not wash my sling because it has to hang dry and I need it. Nope, not me!
Here's what I didn't do last week!
- I didn't forget to change Levi's diaper before heading to the park. And his diaper didn't leak while we were there, leaking through his outfit, the sling and onto my shirt.
- After getting home, I didn't just keep wearing my shirt even though it had been peed upon.
- And I certainly didn't not wash my sling because it has to hang dry and I need it. Nope, not me!
Mud Sludge
I asked Sage this morning to go downstairs and make my coffee.
His first response "Nooo!" As in, no silly mommy, make your own coffee.
His second response "How many cups of water do I put in?"
Me "Fill the coffee pot to the 2 line."
Him "How many cups of dirt do I put in?"
His first response "Nooo!" As in, no silly mommy, make your own coffee.
His second response "How many cups of water do I put in?"
Me "Fill the coffee pot to the 2 line."
Him "How many cups of dirt do I put in?"
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Because If I Don't Write it Here, It's Like It Never Happened
Levi did go to his two month doctor appointment a couple weeks ago. Stats were 13lbs. 9 oz., 23 inches long and his head is 16 inches. It put him in the 50th percentile for height and 90th for weight. And I thought he looked proportional!
Kolby went to the doctor for his feet. Again, everything looks perfect and we are just staying the course. He will continue wearing his shoes and brace at night and we'll see the doctor in a year. I only have to email him when we need bigger shoes.
I checked the archives of my blog to find out how much Kolby weighed at 2 months, at 8 weeks, he was 15 lbs. 2 oz with casts on, so I guessed he was really 14 lbs. When Levi went to the doctor he was really over 2 months, about 10 weeks.
Here are all three boys at about the same age. Who do you think Levi looks like? To me, there is an obvious answer.
And I know, I just posted that picture of Levi but I was hard pressed to find another one of him. I know, poor third child.
Part of it is that I have looked at too many blogs of moms who are photographers, have an awesome camera, know what they're doing and have good backgrounds. So, I start to take a picture and it looks horrible to me so I think why bother. Not the best attitude to have, I realize that now and will snap more pics of Levi because he is stinking cute!
Kolby went to the doctor for his feet. Again, everything looks perfect and we are just staying the course. He will continue wearing his shoes and brace at night and we'll see the doctor in a year. I only have to email him when we need bigger shoes.
I checked the archives of my blog to find out how much Kolby weighed at 2 months, at 8 weeks, he was 15 lbs. 2 oz with casts on, so I guessed he was really 14 lbs. When Levi went to the doctor he was really over 2 months, about 10 weeks.
Here are all three boys at about the same age. Who do you think Levi looks like? To me, there is an obvious answer.
And I know, I just posted that picture of Levi but I was hard pressed to find another one of him. I know, poor third child.
Part of it is that I have looked at too many blogs of moms who are photographers, have an awesome camera, know what they're doing and have good backgrounds. So, I start to take a picture and it looks horrible to me so I think why bother. Not the best attitude to have, I realize that now and will snap more pics of Levi because he is stinking cute!
Friday, February 06, 2009
My To Do List For Friday
Vacuum. Check
Mop. Check
Go to park. Check
Make pizza dough. Check
Pick up house before appraiser comes. Check
Things Not on My To Do List For Friday
Take Sage to the ER. Check
He poked his eye with a toy. Said toy has been thrown away. It came in an astronaut set and was supposed to have a ball on the end. I don't know how it happened, I was in the kitchen, he was in the living room. He started crying and told me what happened and I saw pink tears coming down. He also told me it hurt to have it closed and it hurt to have it open.
I called the pediatrician who said take him to the ER to make sure he didn't scratch his eyeball.
$154 later and we have an antibiotic eye drop for a scratch under his iris.
As we waited, he acted totally normal and then forgot which eye he had poked. It also stopped hurting.
I went prepared and he played with cars while he waited.
The slope of the bed made a good track.
He looks pretty distressed in those pictures, huh?!
Also, go visit 4 Little Men and Twins to win a pouch sling. If you don't want it, you can always give it to me!
Mop. Check
Go to park. Check
Make pizza dough. Check
Pick up house before appraiser comes. Check
Things Not on My To Do List For Friday
Take Sage to the ER. Check
He poked his eye with a toy. Said toy has been thrown away. It came in an astronaut set and was supposed to have a ball on the end. I don't know how it happened, I was in the kitchen, he was in the living room. He started crying and told me what happened and I saw pink tears coming down. He also told me it hurt to have it closed and it hurt to have it open.
I called the pediatrician who said take him to the ER to make sure he didn't scratch his eyeball.
$154 later and we have an antibiotic eye drop for a scratch under his iris.
As we waited, he acted totally normal and then forgot which eye he had poked. It also stopped hurting.
I went prepared and he played with cars while he waited.
The slope of the bed made a good track.
He looks pretty distressed in those pictures, huh?!
Also, go visit 4 Little Men and Twins to win a pouch sling. If you don't want it, you can always give it to me!
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Monster Jam
I love being a mom of 3 boys. I love sending them with their dad to do boy things. He takes them to play basketball, soccor, baseball, football. Sometimes, I go and watch or play, sometimes I stay home and do home things. But last weekend, I decided to go. At first, I was excited and then I was like what am I doing? A monster truck show?!
Above is stadium set up for the time trials.
We got the idea from our friends, Amanda and Curtis. Amanda told me Curtis was plannng to take Jackson. And I thought Drew should take Sage and Kolby. The next thing I know, we're all going and meeting for pizza rolls before heading to Reliant Stadium.
I must have some redneck in me because I loved the show. I was so surprised at how fun it was to watch big trucks jump over a mound of dirt and get air. I think I had a silly grin on my face almost the entire time. I was kind of embarrassed. I thought it would be something I would just tolerate.
There were two parts to the show. Time trials where they race against each other and whichever truck got around the rink, circle, field (what is it called?) three times the fastest, won. Sometimes, it was a photo finish and sometimes the monster truck lost control. But they always got air going over the jump and it always made me grin.
Above: Is that not cool?! I'm embarrassed to tell you how many pictures I took of trucks jumping over cars in the air. Let's just say, there were 12 trucks, 6 match ups, a first round, second round and a final. I took at least one pic for every trial, you do the math.
There were some little trucks that came out to race too. I don't know the significance of these but I chose the Jeep to root for because I was pretty sure my brother, who needs to update his blog was driving. Of course, I'm kidding, he wasn't driving but it made me think of him. And, of course, the Jeep stopped racing, I guess it had some sort of engine trouble or something, it didn't crash but I could just hear my brother talking about how he would have won if his Jeep didn't putter out on him. Anyway, here's the Jeep. Did you know I've always wanted a Jeep Wrangler?
The second part of the show was freestyle. They changed up the course and the trucks could come do whatever they wanted. Apparently, I was enjoying the show too much at this point and took way less pictures. Except of the awesome crashes!
Are you wondering the boys reactions to all this?
Here's Levi:
He slept about half the time and the other was snuggled down in the sling with one ear pressed against me and the other ear I pressed close with my hand.
He also had those squishy ear plugs.
Here's Kolby:
And Sage:
He's thanked God repeatedly for Monster Jam!
In recap, we had a blast. It was loud. I smiled a lot. The boys loved it.
Above is stadium set up for the time trials.
We got the idea from our friends, Amanda and Curtis. Amanda told me Curtis was plannng to take Jackson. And I thought Drew should take Sage and Kolby. The next thing I know, we're all going and meeting for pizza rolls before heading to Reliant Stadium.
I must have some redneck in me because I loved the show. I was so surprised at how fun it was to watch big trucks jump over a mound of dirt and get air. I think I had a silly grin on my face almost the entire time. I was kind of embarrassed. I thought it would be something I would just tolerate.
There were two parts to the show. Time trials where they race against each other and whichever truck got around the rink, circle, field (what is it called?) three times the fastest, won. Sometimes, it was a photo finish and sometimes the monster truck lost control. But they always got air going over the jump and it always made me grin.
Above: Is that not cool?! I'm embarrassed to tell you how many pictures I took of trucks jumping over cars in the air. Let's just say, there were 12 trucks, 6 match ups, a first round, second round and a final. I took at least one pic for every trial, you do the math.
There were some little trucks that came out to race too. I don't know the significance of these but I chose the Jeep to root for because I was pretty sure my brother, who needs to update his blog was driving. Of course, I'm kidding, he wasn't driving but it made me think of him. And, of course, the Jeep stopped racing, I guess it had some sort of engine trouble or something, it didn't crash but I could just hear my brother talking about how he would have won if his Jeep didn't putter out on him. Anyway, here's the Jeep. Did you know I've always wanted a Jeep Wrangler?
The second part of the show was freestyle. They changed up the course and the trucks could come do whatever they wanted. Apparently, I was enjoying the show too much at this point and took way less pictures. Except of the awesome crashes!
Are you wondering the boys reactions to all this?
Here's Levi:
He slept about half the time and the other was snuggled down in the sling with one ear pressed against me and the other ear I pressed close with my hand.
He also had those squishy ear plugs.
Here's Kolby:
And Sage:
He's thanked God repeatedly for Monster Jam!
In recap, we had a blast. It was loud. I smiled a lot. The boys loved it.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Oops!
Look what I did. I changed my layout and lost a lot of stuff on my blog.
No real thrilled. Need to email blogger.
I had to type in all the html code for what had been on my blog and I lost it all. I don't know how many hours of work, I just know I don't have the time to fix it right now.
I think I had missed some blogger update and I am hoping it will make my fix a whole lot easier.
Last night, I kind of wanted to delete the whole dumb thing.
No real thrilled. Need to email blogger.
I had to type in all the html code for what had been on my blog and I lost it all. I don't know how many hours of work, I just know I don't have the time to fix it right now.
I think I had missed some blogger update and I am hoping it will make my fix a whole lot easier.
Last night, I kind of wanted to delete the whole dumb thing.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Heart
Friends,
My heart is heavy as I write this. A family in our Bible study has a sick little boy, I just read a blog of a two year old dieing from cancer and I was frustrated with Levi for wanting to be rocked. I am so blessed, blessed beyond what I can comprehend. I don't deserve any of it. I am so grateful for all of it.
I have been sitting on the sidelines for far too long. Watching as other people find something to be passionate about. I want to be passionate about something. I am tired. Tired of being selfish. I'm a sinner, saved by grace. And oh boy, what grace that is!
To start, our family is going to walk. We're going to walk for hearts, kids hearts, babies hearts, heart research.
It's a small way we can do something. We can support our friends from Bible study and we can help with awareness.
Guess what! You can help too. Read on!
According to the March of Dimes, about 40,000 infants (1 out of every 125) are born with Congenital Heart Defects (CHD) each year in the United States. The defect may be so slight that the baby appears healthy for many years after birth, or so severe that its life is in immediate danger. Studies prove that CHD's are the most common birth defect and are the number one cause of death from birth defects during the first year of life. Nearly twice as many children die from CHD in the United States each year as die from all forms of childhood cancers combined. Over 91,000 life years are lost each year in the US due to CHD. Charges for care exceed 2.2 billion dollars, for inpatient surgery alone.
Most people know someone who has been affected by Congenital Heart Defects or Acquired Heart Defects. On February 21, 2009 we will be helping It's My Heart raise awareness about the devastating affects of CHD at the National IMH CHD Awareness 5KRun & 3KWalk – Noah’s Legacy. Funds raised through the IMH Run & Walk will support national awareness and help to provide comfort bags and programs to families while they are hospitalized throughout the USA. Our goal is to raise $500.00. Your support and donation of $100, $50, $25, $10 will help take a stand against the #1 birth defect and killer of children. Not only will you help us achieve our goal, you will also help It's My Heart make important advances in research, support and awareness of CHD. The IMH CHD Awareness Run & Walk is quickly approaching, so please make your pledge today. Thank you in advance for your support of our journey with CHD. Together we will make a difference!
For more information on It's My Heart visit www.itmyheart.org.
From our hearts,
Kristy, Drew, Sage, Kolby and Levi
Yes! I am happy to support your efforts in the CHD Awareness Run & Walk! You can count on me/us for:
_____$100 _____$50 ______$25 ______$10 _____Other $
Please make check payable to It's My Heart and return this form, along with your check to:
It’s My Heart
19728 Saums Road
PMB# 137
Houston, TX 77084
Please include Joshua's Joggers in the memo of the check.
You can also use Paypal, a quick and easy way to donate. Please include in the message my name and CHD Run & Walk. Just go to www.itsmyheart.org and click on “Donate”.
ALL DONATIONS ARE TAX DEDUCTIBLE
PS If everyone who looks at my blog gave $10, we'd make our goal. Help us out! And thanks!
My heart is heavy as I write this. A family in our Bible study has a sick little boy, I just read a blog of a two year old dieing from cancer and I was frustrated with Levi for wanting to be rocked. I am so blessed, blessed beyond what I can comprehend. I don't deserve any of it. I am so grateful for all of it.
I have been sitting on the sidelines for far too long. Watching as other people find something to be passionate about. I want to be passionate about something. I am tired. Tired of being selfish. I'm a sinner, saved by grace. And oh boy, what grace that is!
To start, our family is going to walk. We're going to walk for hearts, kids hearts, babies hearts, heart research.
It's a small way we can do something. We can support our friends from Bible study and we can help with awareness.
Guess what! You can help too. Read on!
According to the March of Dimes, about 40,000 infants (1 out of every 125) are born with Congenital Heart Defects (CHD) each year in the United States. The defect may be so slight that the baby appears healthy for many years after birth, or so severe that its life is in immediate danger. Studies prove that CHD's are the most common birth defect and are the number one cause of death from birth defects during the first year of life. Nearly twice as many children die from CHD in the United States each year as die from all forms of childhood cancers combined. Over 91,000 life years are lost each year in the US due to CHD. Charges for care exceed 2.2 billion dollars, for inpatient surgery alone.
Most people know someone who has been affected by Congenital Heart Defects or Acquired Heart Defects. On February 21, 2009 we will be helping It's My Heart raise awareness about the devastating affects of CHD at the National IMH CHD Awareness 5KRun & 3KWalk – Noah’s Legacy. Funds raised through the IMH Run & Walk will support national awareness and help to provide comfort bags and programs to families while they are hospitalized throughout the USA. Our goal is to raise $500.00. Your support and donation of $100, $50, $25, $10 will help take a stand against the #1 birth defect and killer of children. Not only will you help us achieve our goal, you will also help It's My Heart make important advances in research, support and awareness of CHD. The IMH CHD Awareness Run & Walk is quickly approaching, so please make your pledge today. Thank you in advance for your support of our journey with CHD. Together we will make a difference!
For more information on It's My Heart visit www.itmyheart.org.
From our hearts,
Kristy, Drew, Sage, Kolby and Levi
Yes! I am happy to support your efforts in the CHD Awareness Run & Walk! You can count on me/us for:
_____$100 _____$50 ______$25 ______$10 _____Other $
Please make check payable to It's My Heart and return this form, along with your check to:
It’s My Heart
19728 Saums Road
PMB# 137
Houston, TX 77084
Please include Joshua's Joggers in the memo of the check.
You can also use Paypal, a quick and easy way to donate. Please include in the message my name and CHD Run & Walk. Just go to www.itsmyheart.org and click on “Donate”.
ALL DONATIONS ARE TAX DEDUCTIBLE
PS If everyone who looks at my blog gave $10, we'd make our goal. Help us out! And thanks!
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