3 Random Things

1. I love babies in footy pajamas! Especially on this little guy! Thanks Aunt Jodi for the cool NASA pj's. I am glad I tried them on tonight because I don't think they would fit if I waited until he was actually 3 months old. Apparently my almost 6 week old is a big boy!

Look how long my boy is!

 2.  I finally got around to decorating the kitchen.  I was feeling pretty good about the progress I was making and happy that I have been able to use accessories that I already own until I asked for Jeff's opinion. Stupid me just had to know what he thought--he thought it was too girly.  That one little word has made me rethink the whole design scheme and I have spent most of Andrew's naps today trying to rethink a more neutral decor scheme.  After much thought and searching of the internet, I decided to stick with my gut and use the things that I love (and already own).  I know that when all is said and done he will be happy with the end result.  What was I thinking allowing a man who wears camo shorts with every shirt he owns (dress shirts and stripes not excluded) to question my taste in design anyway?

Here is a picture of my work in progress.  I still don't have it where I want it but I do love that plate rack with the red plates.

3.  I watched the sweetest movie today that I highly recommend.  Letters to God is about a little boy who has cancer and writes letters to God and mails via post office. I cried my eyes out during the end credits when they showed people touched by cancer.  I could not stop thinking of my friend Seth who died when we were nineteen years old from leukemia.  Just like this little boy, Seth's life touched many.  My fellow Deer Runner's, if you watch this movie make sure you have tissues close by because you will need them.  Friends, I cried like it was my job today as I watched the end credits roll.  Even if you are not a fan of tearjerkers, I highly recommend this movie.  The story and message are wonderful for everyone to watch. 

Andrew: One Month

Andrew- One Month

September 16, 2010 marked the one month birthday for our boy Andrew.  I never thought in a million years that I would feel the way I did the day he turned a month old.  Honestly it was a bittersweet day.  The tears flowed freely as I realized that a full 30 days has gone by since the day he was born.  Time passes way too quickly and I find myself begging the Lord to slow down the growing process just a bit. I can't seem to soak up enough of the newborn phase.  I find myself wanting to cherish every single moment with our precious boy.



Baby Acme was rough on Andrew



I absolutely love being a mother.  I feel complete like I have finally found my true ministry in life.  I told Jeff the first day that I was made to be a mother.  These words I continue to find myself repeating over the past few weeks.  Sleepless nights, fussy times, dirty diapers, pee in your face and spit up in your hair are all part of the motherhood experience that I find myself laughing through and knowing one day I will miss greatly.  These are the moments I prayed for as we waited for the Lord to bless us with a child.  These are the moments I try not to take for granted since I know so many girls longing for these memories as well.

Father & Son nap time

My favorite time of day is the times that I rock my baby in his room.  It seems like it is in these moments that time stands still.  I cherish the little hand that reaches up to grab my hair to twirl as he falls asleep.  Or the little sigh that he gives right before he falls into a deep sleep.  Truly, truly precious memories that I hope to never forget.

Many times this month, I find myself standing next to Andrew's crib thanking the Lord above for blessing us with Baby Andrew.  My poor baby has been baptised in my tears of joy more than I care to admit. I find myself in a constant state of praise for all the Lord has done for us. 



Andrew LOVES getting a bath!

Bath time, cuddles, family nap time and first smiles are all the things that I pray I never take for granted.  I will carry them with me for the rest of my life. 

One Month Doctor Visit

Andrew's one month stats as of 9-16-10

Pounds: 10.9

Inches: 22

We are truly grateful for the opportunity to raise and love on Andrew Jon--he is a precious gift that we never want to take for granted. 

A Few Firsts Happening Here

We are trying to find our groove around here for outings outside of the house.  This has been pretty easy to plan because he is still so young and typically will sleep for two hours after his feedings. 

Our first big outing was to Jason's Deli to celebrate Andrew's 2nd week on earth and to cure Mom of an intense case of cabin fever.  Once I fed him, we hurried to the restaurant where I am happy to report he stayed asleep until we arrived back at the house.

We also headed to church for the first time this past weekend.  This has been our biggest adventure of all by far.  I thought I had planned it out just right but was I ever so wrong.  The plan was for me to wake up early enough that I could get a shower and dry my hair before Andrew's next scheduled feeding.  Unfortunately when I got out of the shower, Andrew was screaming in his crib.  I wrapped my hair in a towel and quickly started to feed him.  This day, he decided that he would take his time eating so by the time we finished I had 5 minutes to spare before we had to walk out the door.  Thankfully my hair curled up after sitting in a towel for almost an hour and I still had my traveling make up bag packed from the hospital so both were quickly done in the car.

One word to describe my look: frazzled.

A funny story that happened while at church.  Andrew is a big tooter when he eats, after he eats and before he eats.  Basically this boy toots like no ones business.  The boy has very manly, very loud toots.  One of his feedings fell in the middle of church so I was fully prepared with bottle in hand to sit on the back row and feed our boy.  During his feeding our pastor gets up to pray and begin his sermon.  My son thought this would be a good time to let em rip.  Not just one or two but possibly close to a dozen, very loud, very manly toots came a flying.  His Nannie and Poppy, who were sitting two rows in front of us heard their precious grandson tooting up a storm.  I was trying not to laugh out loud but had silent laughter tears rolling down my cheeks.  Neither Jeff nor I could look at each other because the silent laughter would have become full on belly laugh. Imagine, his first Sunday at church and he is already acting up during the prayer.  Sadly all those toots were the result of a very loaded diaper being made so a quick exit was made to remedy the situation.  I am very happy we chose to sit on the back row and not our usual 3 rows from the front. 

Here is a quick video of a new trick Andrew discovered tonight.  Someone needs to tell this boy that he is only three weeks old and shouldn't be able to do the things he is already doing.

Introducing Andrew

This is our sweet baby, Andrew. The proof that God answers prayers and that good things do happen to those who wait.  I am loving every minute of being a new mom.  My favorite part is that newborn smell and the middle of the night cuddle times. I know these two things will not last forever so I am soaking up every single minute.

We are blessed beyond measure.  Andrew is a great sleeper and a good eater.  His pediatrician summed it up nicely the other day by describing him as laid back.  Don't get me wrong, he has his fussy moments but that quickly can be remedied with a bottle of breast milk.  (Yes, I said bottle--the boy is slow to nurse but thrives on a bottle. He's gaining weight and doing well so I'm good with that) 

He has his Daddy wrapped around his little finger.  One of my favorite things EVER is to listen to Jeff have guy talks with his son.  I hope to capture one of these talks on video but Jeff is not the type to perform on command so I will have to be tricky about it. The benefit to having a son who takes pumped bottles is that his Daddy can bond with his son while helping feed and the added bonus of  Jeff taking the night shift on the weekends.  This is a huge blessing to me since during the week I fly solos at night and most of the days. 

Thankfully our son thrives on routine and is slowly starting to get a routine of his own.  My favorite part of his routine is his nightly bath.  Andrew loves the water (again just like Daddy) and nothing relaxes this kid more than his sponge baths.  Baths are a great blessing in our house.

We thank God daily for blessing us with this sweet boy.  We have fallen head over heels with this little guy.  What a blessing he is to our family! 

Thank you Lord for answering our prayers for a baby!  We thank you for all that you have done and all that you are going to do in his life!