"MAMAMAMAMAMA"

Let me set the stage for you all.....

Last night after spending an evening with my sister and brother-in-law we headed home around 7pm. When I took Parker out of his carseat he immediately assumed the sleepy position (thumb in the mouth head resting on my shoulder). Which wasn't surprising since he has skipped his last nap.  So I put him in his crib with this lovey and he was out, no tears or whining at all. I went about my evening, laundry, dishes, dusting, FACEBOOK! Then I looked up at the clock and told The Hubs "it's 7:50 I guess we're not doing bath tonight should I wake him up now?"  We decided yes.  So I went in and woke up my sweet little munchkin so that he could get eat his last meal and go back to bed. He had a rough time waking up, not wanting to open his eyes snuggling with my shoulder (I soaked in all the love and snuggles I could and even asked The Hubs if he wanted to take advantage of the snuggles).  After a few minutes and a smile to Daddy I handed Parker over and grabbed some clothes to put away.  As I left the room and turned the corner to head down the hall I hear his scared cry.  Then The Hubs says "He watched you leave the room and just started screaming!" So as any good Mommy I came back gave him a kiss and waited for the smile that usually told us he was in a great mood.  I then continued with putting the clothes away.  Deja Vu... he started crying as soon as I left the room.  BUT this time aftera loud "AHHHH" I heard the gasp for air and then "MAMAMAMA".  0.0 Did my little munchkin just call for me?? I dropped the clothes in the hall and ran to him and held him and cried with him.  The laundry did not get done last night, the dishes stayed in the sink, and my surfaces are still dusty.  But my baby needed me and was able to call for me and I gave him what he needed. Putting that in the best memory book (that's in my head since I am horrible at keeping his baby book).

Also he likes to eat both his feet :)

Until next time!

1/2 Birthday!!!!!!

Last week was Mr. Parker's 1/2 birthday!  It was 6 whole months ago that he arrived and it feels like a month ago :(

He has started enjoying being on his tummy, grabbing at toys that are in front of him.

He is sitting up so much better, but still needs some assistance when he leans back too far.  He is CHOMPING on his little fingers, and anything else he can grab and quickly get into his mouth.
Last month we gave up on his baby tub and started having him sit in the sink (with my hands griping him pretty tightly). We did have one mishap where in the tub he slipped out of my hands (babies are slippery when soapy) and bumped his head on the sink.  Luckily he was fine, no bump even developed.  But the next day we bought a full tub mat and cut it to fit in the sink.  I am dreading when we have to switch to the full tub baths.  I tried it once and hated it! I felt so crammed in my bathroom with the toilet right next to me, and my knees hurt and I felt like he was farther away and more difficult to hold onto.  Ughh I don't want to do it.

Parker has decided that middle of the night is the perfect time to play with the sheep that we have in his crib... which I quickly took out of his crib.  Such a happy boy though!

At his 6 month check up.  17.4 lbs and 27 1/2 in long!! My big preemie boy :)

He loves playing with Dixie.

This was a first.. and didn't last too long :/

So what's next...

MORE BABIES!!! Well not yet, but we know we want more.  If it was up to The Hubs he would have had me pregnant 3 months ago.  HELL NO. I would like to enjoy having my body to me for a bit longer.  I want to have hot sauce and not worry about heart burn in the middle of the night or a fussy baby.  I also want to loose some more weight before I get big again.  But my baby fever is getting hotter... Some friends of my had babies just recently and they are just so cute!! I miss Parker being that little and loving to snuggle.  Now... he fights snuggles unless it is bedtime.  So yes, we want more kids. I would love to have a spring time baby... obviously I know I can't control this.  But I know I would prefer not to have another winter baby.  Too much stress over others being sick, being cooped up in the house, longer nights... So because of this... it would be perfect if a new baby was born in say... April.  So I guess what I'm saying is stayed tuned....?  For now though I am in love with my little family and adore my son so much.

4 1/2 months, Easter 2013

So Mr. Parker is now 4 1/2 months old and he has changed so much!  He is a mover and a kicker.  His laughing is AMAZING! He laughs quite a bit now.  He just started pulling at his feet and trying to eat his toes.  Mommy has been a bad Mommy though and I haven't filled out his baby book... AT ALL! I need to get on that, note to self.

Since St. Patty's Day we have had Easter, and our first real storm with LOUD thunder and lightning (which my amazing sleeper slept through!) We also took Mr. Parker to church for the first time and he did wonderful! He looked around at all the lights and then fell asleep on The Hub's shoulder and slept for about 30 minutes.  We will definitely be taking him more often since he did so well. He also had his first bit of food!! We gave him a little oatmeal on Easter morning... and he didn't love it.  He screamed the entire time.  So we tried the next day and same thing.  I think we figured out that he has to have his bottle first and then eat the oatmeal.  Otherwise he is a screaming fool wanting his bottle. But Daddy will try again tomorrow and hopefully Mr. Parker does well for him!

Here are some pics of all our recent happenings!!

Someone crashed after going to a birthday party at Chuck E Cheese.

Easter 2013 picture!

Found this on my phone... weird kid! Love him :)

 Easter Sunday 2013.  Church, opening Easter basket from Grandma and Grandpa.  Playing in new walker.  Watching basketball tournament.  Icky storm.  Easter outfit :)

One Year Ago...

One year ago I woke up with a feeling that I should pee on a stick.
That stick changed my life forever.
I remember the scared hopeful feeling that washed over me as I watched a second pink line appear out of nowhere.
I remember being overly confident, even when the Dr. told me not to get excited that it was probably a chemical pregnancy since it was so early.
I knew that this pregnancy was going to end with my baby in my arms.
I am still trying to forget those first few waves of nausea... which I unfortunately so vividly remember.
I am also trying to forget the rest of the nausea that immediately followed!
I remember laying on the couch for an hour every day trying to find a little heart beat with my fetal monitor.
I remember when I did find it :)
I remember when I thought that a little flutter might have been a kick.
I remember when I knew I was feeling kicks.
I remember the look on The Hub's face the first time he felt the baby move.
I remember Auntie Sarah cried the first time she felt baby move.
I remember the peaceful feeling I got every time my hand caressed my bump, which was ALL THE TIME.
I remember setting my phone on the bump, playing my audio book of Fifty Shades of Grey and watching the baby go crazy!
I remember finding out the baby was a boy.
I remember when The Hubs looked at me and said maybe next time, knowing how much I want a daughter.
I remember that for that moment I forgot about the nausea, fatigue, back aches and all and already wanting to do it all over again.
I remember my anxiety over flying, because it wasn't just me anymore.  If something were to happen while I was on the plane... I WAS ON A PLANE!
I remember watching my bump grow and wondering if it would ever go down.
I remember starting to really want my body back to being just mine.
I remember swelling up and the itching, oh the itching.
I remember how I loved how the bump looked in clothes!
I remember when those clothes started to get tight.
I remember wishing I could live in a T-shirt and underwear... forever.
I remember how amazing my baby shower was and all the people who were able to share it with me.
I remember wanting to be done with work... at about week 16.
I remember the first weekend of maternity leave, and my overwhelming feeling that I needed to set up the nursery and finish as much as I could in that very moment.
I remember staying up late that Sunday night installing the car seat, finishing laundry, packing my hospital bag, putting baby clothes away.
I remember at 3:55 the next morning feeling a small gush of liquid and being in denial of what it was and going back to bed.
I remember when I woke up at 6, it happened again, and I still didn't say anything.
I remember going to the hospital and being so scared because it was too early, and my first day off of work.
I remember being relieved when they sent me home, and happy to eat In-N-Out.
I remember next morning when it happened again, but much more.
I remember shaking because I was so scared.
I knew it was happening, and after those long 9 months I wasn't ready.
I remember sitting in the hospital, being awkwardly peaceful.
I remember the contractions.
I remember the drugs :)
I remember the return of the pain and to then find out I was at a 10.
I remember wanting to go home at that point, and then telling the Dr.'s that.
I remember pushing... pushing while not being able to see a result (belly in the way) and continuing to push.
I remember when it ended.
I remember becoming a Mom and no longer being pregnant.

All of those memories were a result of one little pee stick (or 30) showing a second pink line.

Thank you pee stick :)


 

 

Survived!!

Well I survived! I have back at work now for an entire week and I actually like it. I forgot how much I love my job and the people I work with. It feels good to dress up again and not have spit up on me all day, to conversation with other adults, use my intellectual mind that has been shut off for 4 months, and best of all to pick up my kid from the babysitters.

First time in a high chair!  

Parker so far has done pretty good there, other than not napping today for her. But I'm happy overall with how it's going. I wish I was the one to pick him up more often, I've only been able to once so far but he's still a happy guy when I get home. She sends me pics throughout the day which make my day so much better :) I hope she never stops that.

This past weekend the Hubs grandparents and my Fam went to go see an Parker's soon to be Godfather. He had recently moved into a very nice home with his boyfriend and we got to see it for the first time. Parker's great grandpa (Peepa) loved hanging out with him too. This is one of the only smiles ever photographed of this man so it's a big deal. Parker did pretty good that day, if he was held. Will that ever end? He has to be held most of the time for him to not be crying. I love the snuggles but I have a house to keep in order and things that require two hands and bending down for so a carrier is out.

Anyways, I tried something new this weekend and cooked a few meals and refridgerated them so I didn't have to cook once I got home from work. I made green chile chicken casserole, balsamic brown sugar glaze for a crockpot dish, and my new Fav pesto and garlic chicken with pasta. That one I know is good. So we'll see how that goes. Any other tips to help maintaining a household while working??

Here are some pics I got of Parker from bath time tonight!

Once again I am linking up with Counting Blessings for Mamarazzi Mondays