Friday, May 23, 2008

J: The Boy!

Today I want tell the story of J: The Boy...

Boys like superheroes. It is ingrained in their minds from birth, like getting dirty, it is just there. J and Natalie (cousin) have always played together. They are growing up together and it is magical. One day while I was at work last year Emily told me about J and Natalie's magic. You see, they were all out in the backyard playing. J and Nat were playing on the slide when she overhears Natalie calling "Help me, Help me!". So my boy proudly proclaims, "J The Boy to the rescue!"That day J: The Boy was born. That is J's superhero name. Ever since whenever we pretend played J is always "J The Boy".

It isn't until now that he really is going to be J, the boy. It is amazing how it is a completely different phrase now that he is growing up.

It is amazing watching children grow. I often wonder what kind of teen and grownup he will be. I hope that he keeps a little bit of J: The Boy with him.

So for now I will just keep splashing in rain puddles, dig up buried treasure in the backyard, go for long walks in near the creek and tie a bath towel cape around his neck to make sure J: The Boy lives for a long time.




"We've had bad luck with children; they've all grown up." ~ Christopher Morley

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Growing Like a Weed; A Very Small, Skinny Weed...

Today our girl is TWO MONTHS OLD!

Oh how times fly... It seemed like just last night I was up with her at 3:30 am, oh wait, I was. Anyhow, S had her two month doctors appointment today and you know what that means - Shots!

I never wanted to be a doctor, nurse or anything in the medical profession. (Yes, I did take an EMT class but that was more to just be near Scott than actually wanting to be an EMT.) When I took her in today I knew that Scott was at work and I would have to be there for the shots. The only thing on my mind was J's 4 year appointment. 5 shots. I remember how he wanted to be brave and didn't cry until after the 3rd shot. I would have cried before the first shot. So I prepared myself for her shots today. I didn't do so bad. I didn't cry, physically. I wanted to but held it together. S on the other hand, screamed. My precious little girl who has cried just a little bit her entire life was mad. Her eyebrows came down to a point (well since she doesn't have eyebrows yet it was more just the skin) and her mouth came open. It is easy to tell when a baby is mad, their tongues quiver. So I am trying to comfort her by talking to her, yea like that is going to ease the pain, but that doesn't help. Then these two tiny little tears come out of her eyes. S hasn't had many tears so far. J had tears in the hospital. So these two little tears broke my heart. When the nurse was finished I picked her up. I held her close trying to make it ok but I just felt so bad. She is a trooper though. After I picked her up she calmed down in two minutes.

I guess that is one of the "joys" of parenthood. You know they need the vaccines to be healthy but man is it hard seeing them in pain.

So here are her stats:

Birth: 8lbs 3 oz / 18 inches long
Two Weeks: 8 lbs 6 oz / 21.5 inches long
One Month: 10 lbs 3 oz / (no height since it wasn't a well baby visit)
Two Months: 10 lbs 15 oz / 22 3/4 inches long...

The funny thing is that J was born at 22 1/2 inches / 9 lbs 3.5 oz. But her doctor assures me that she is perfect for a little girl and J is just a big boy.

Children are unpredictable. You never know what inconsistency they're going to catch you in next. ~Franklin P. Jones

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Smiles...

If you smile at someone, they might smile back. ~Author Unknown





Monday, May 12, 2008

Mother's Day and Vienna Sausages...

This weekend my family celebrated Mother's Day. We had a party at our house on Saturday with my parents, Scott's parents, Scott's Aunt/Uncle and Emily/Craig and my beautiful nieces. It was a wonderful party. The men were outside with the BBQ and the kids were playing outside. All the mom's got to visit together. I love my family.

On Saturday when we got home from soccer J walked in the kitchen and asked Scott where the flowers were. My sweet boy! So I went into the playroom while they got everything together. (We celebrated Mother's Day on Saturday because Scott had to work Sunday) When they got everything set up, J came to get me. I closed my eyes and he walked me into the kitchen. I was surprise with some hair clips, flowers to plant, a dill plant, chocolate and Vienna sausage. Yes that is right, Vienna sausage. I do like them but never thought I would get them for a present. But you see, J loves them. He told Scott at the store that he wanted to get mommy some of his "little wienies". Scott, being the amazing father he is, didn't try to talk him out of it and told him that was a great idea. That little boy was so proud of giving me one of his favorite things.

I really think that is what Mother's day is about. Celebrating the sweetness that you are blessed with when you have children. It would have been easy for Scott to have tried to get J to pick out something else but that is what he wanted to get me. I am so proud to be his mom! Especially when I sat down to eat the Reece's I received and Jack told me how good those were. I had to see if he would help me eat them.



Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Work and being a Mom...

I have been back to work for 4 days now. So far everything has gone smoothly. I worried before going back to work how I would handle it since I was still nursing. As with most things my worries were unnecessary. When I have to step away everything is fine and I am back in a flash.

Well today really tested if I could continue nursing or not. In San Antonio, Our Lady of the Lake University admin building was on fire. So of course that meant we were live as long as KENS was live. I did it! I was able to fulfill being the mom that I want to be while still doing my job when it is busy. I feel so relaxed now. I said going back to work reminded me of the first day of school. Well today reminded me of a first test. The anticipation is overwhelming but with the right preparation and level-headedness everything works out.

Monday, May 5, 2008

Smiles...And Beds...

What is it about that gummy smile that just makes you feel warm all over and want to cry at the same time? S has started to smile at me (finally). She has been smiling at Scott since she was 5 weeks old. My dad says there is just something between a little girl and her daddy, get used to it. It is wonderful to see the relationship between them but I wanted smiles too.

Well I got my wish. S started to smile at me last Wednesday night. Not the gas-it-could-have-been-a-real-smile smile. This started in her eyes, you can see them start to light up then she raises one cheek slightly and then she just let's it all out. She smiles with her entire face like she has a secret and isn't going to tell me. Her smiles make me feel so incredibly happy. It makes you feel that warmth of taking a deep breath in the spring with the fragrance of flowers filling your lungs.

People say how can someone who has held a newborn not believe in God. Those people must work hard not to. I feel more love around me with her here. J has more love and so do Scott and I. As cliche as it sounds I feel like we are complete. We fill the bed. There is a snuggle place for each of us in our bed. That is one of the fond memories I have as a child. If I ever felt bad, sick or just emotional (I am a cryer!) I always felt safe in my parents bed. J told me this morning that he is not scared in my bed. Now for a four year old that can just mean that he wants something but I don't think so. I think that was his way of explaining to me that he feels safe when we are with him. We have a ritual every morning. J comes and climbs into our bed and snuggles with me. It may be for a couple of seconds before he announces that he needs breakfast. Sometimes it is longer when he wants to talk about his dreams. And sometimes he falls back asleep. It is amazing to look across the bed and see my men asleep. They look so much a like. And now we are set with S filling in the space that needed filling. We have filled our bed...


“A smile starts on the lips, A grin spreads to the eyes, A chuckle comes from the belly; But a good laugh bursts forth from the soul, Overflows, and bubbles all around”
~ Carolyn Birmingham