Sunday, June 30, 2013
6 months
A couple things I forgot to write on the board is that he enjoyed his first baseball game as well as his first boat ride this month. Busy boy, growing like a weed! Now if he could only get that first tooth to break through so he wouldn't be quite so grumpy. :)
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Celebrating My Boys
Even on a no-good-very-bad-baby day like today I still love being a mom. I'm at my wit's end with not knowing how to make E happy but I can put my head on the pillow tonight, knowing I'm right where I want to be....with my boys all day! I've been told time and time again that each child is different. Although they are both SUPER social, love to smile with their whole body, are mellow kids (for the most part), draw attention for their cuteness and seem to really enjoy life they do have their differences. I look back to how P was at 6 mos vs how E is now. Here are some of the differences I've noted:
The most obvious one: weight! P was a scrawny little guy where it's obvious to anyone passing by that E doesn't lack for nutrients. While P struggled with nursing until I stopped at 6 mos, E doesn't look like he'll ween off of nursing any time soon (Wahoo!). He's got rolls galore and is the picture of health where P was always in the 10th percentile in weight until he went to formula. Another not so obvious one unless you know both sides of our families is their looks. P was named after Rob and his dad, grandpa..... and he looked more like a Herrington at 6 mos whereas E's middle name was my beloved Papa's middle name and he looks more like my side of the family at this stage in life. There are also differences that are not so obvious but are there nonetheless. P is and always has been a world class traveler. Planes, trains or automobiles, it didn't matter. He'd get on and just hang out until our destination. Not so with E. He squawks in the car (especially Rob's truck when I'm driving) and is better in planes that I expected him to be but still not the champ his older brother was at his age. Another funny difference is that P HATED being naked. He'd let you know he wasn't happy until he was fully clothed again, where E is his happiest when fully naked. When I change his diaper at 4am he talks up a storm until his jammies are securely back in place and fastened. At bath time he squeals with delight. I take that back. He squeals if his older brother is in the tub with him. If not then he just splashes and looks around, waiting for bath time to be over. Content but not over the top happy like when his big brother is around. The last thing that I thought was different was their sleep patterns. For the most part, E seems to sleep better at night. But after looking at P's baby book it looks like he slept about the same amount at 6 mos. It just seems like P was a newborn forever but that E was only a newborn that first few weeks. I feel like I waited and waited for P to get bigger but have blinked and now E is already a "big boy" (no pun intended). Although they're similar, yet different, my cup runneth over with the same amount of love I have for the both of them. I thank God for them every day, thank Him that He chose me to be their mom. What precious bundles of love I am blessed with!
The most obvious one: weight! P was a scrawny little guy where it's obvious to anyone passing by that E doesn't lack for nutrients. While P struggled with nursing until I stopped at 6 mos, E doesn't look like he'll ween off of nursing any time soon (Wahoo!). He's got rolls galore and is the picture of health where P was always in the 10th percentile in weight until he went to formula. Another not so obvious one unless you know both sides of our families is their looks. P was named after Rob and his dad, grandpa..... and he looked more like a Herrington at 6 mos whereas E's middle name was my beloved Papa's middle name and he looks more like my side of the family at this stage in life. There are also differences that are not so obvious but are there nonetheless. P is and always has been a world class traveler. Planes, trains or automobiles, it didn't matter. He'd get on and just hang out until our destination. Not so with E. He squawks in the car (especially Rob's truck when I'm driving) and is better in planes that I expected him to be but still not the champ his older brother was at his age. Another funny difference is that P HATED being naked. He'd let you know he wasn't happy until he was fully clothed again, where E is his happiest when fully naked. When I change his diaper at 4am he talks up a storm until his jammies are securely back in place and fastened. At bath time he squeals with delight. I take that back. He squeals if his older brother is in the tub with him. If not then he just splashes and looks around, waiting for bath time to be over. Content but not over the top happy like when his big brother is around. The last thing that I thought was different was their sleep patterns. For the most part, E seems to sleep better at night. But after looking at P's baby book it looks like he slept about the same amount at 6 mos. It just seems like P was a newborn forever but that E was only a newborn that first few weeks. I feel like I waited and waited for P to get bigger but have blinked and now E is already a "big boy" (no pun intended). Although they're similar, yet different, my cup runneth over with the same amount of love I have for the both of them. I thank God for them every day, thank Him that He chose me to be their mom. What precious bundles of love I am blessed with!
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
I'm BACK....well, on the blog anyway!
Sooooooooo.....it was a month ago yesterday that I drove away from Reno and into an unknown world. It's been almost a month since the last time I've blogged. There's way too many feelings and events to encompass in one blog so I apologize in advance for this being so vague. One month ago our worldly belongings went one way and the boys and I went another. We stayed with my parents for a little over 2 weeks while Rob got settled in our new house in Louisiana and started his new job. On June 10th the boys and I boarded a plane to start a new chapter in the journey we call "Life". I won't sugarcoat it and say it's been a bed of roses. It's been just as difficult, if not more so, than I thought it'd be. Sundays seem to be the hardest days for me for some reason but Monday-Saturday have their moments as well. I miss my family and friends terribly and struggle with loneliness. The first week Rob worked a ridiculous amount of hours, causing him to pretty much miss Father's Day. The second week he got really sick and today is the first day he's started feeling somewhat normal again. He's tried to do family things, to get us out exploring but then it wears him out and he'd come home and crash.
It hasn't all been bad and, although I've cried myself to sleep, it hasn't been every night. The scenery around here is beautiful, lush and green. It makes me want to have my camera in hand every time I leave the house. Speaking of the house, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it!! I love that there is no mouse poop. I love that it's single story. I love that the water is clear AND drinkable. I love that it's in a development yet quiet. I love that it's across the street from a small lake so P and Rob go fishing a lot. I love that it's a very quiet and clean neighborhood where I feel safe. I love that it's a bright, open floorplan. I love that, for the first time in 6 months, Rob and I have our own space without lil ones sleeping a few feet from us. I love that P LOVES his room and doesn't wake us up to tell us there's monsters in his room. My absolute favorite thing about our house is that P and I have started taking evening walks that are so special to me. If he's not riding his scooter, he holds my hand and we tell stories the entire time. Once in awhile he'll stop to pick up a "treasure" he finds in the gutter (Yes Dad, I have him throw them away and wash his hands when we get home). We listen for the ice cream man. But most of all we just enjoy some quality Mother/Son time.
I also like the exploring that the boys and I do almost on a daily basis. We've found a lot of fun things to do around the area. We've also enjoyed getting to know P's 4th- or is it 5th??- cousin and his siblings. Rob's cousin, Colleen, has been an absolute Godsend. We get the kids together once a week to play and afterwards all P can talk about is his"best friend, Riley". He doesn't have any first cousins so he doesn't really grasp the cousin concept. I've also joined a Mommy Group, trying to get to know other SAHM moms in the area. I've only been to 1 event so far due to scheduling but P and I had a nice enough time. I've found a great church that I enjoy. The congregation is extremely friendly and has made me feel welcome both times I've attended. Last Sunday we took P to Children's Church and E to the nursery. Afterwards P asked if he could go back the next day. He's talked about it several times in the past few days, a great sign considering he screamed when I'd take him to Children's Church at SRBC.
As far as the climate goes, I could definitely do without the humidity and bugs. I don't think I've ever sweated so much in my life! I've also learned to not trust ANY bugs, not even the little ants. They ALL bite and it all hurts or itches. My body looks like a war zone but is on it's way to healing....for now. I've experienced a lot of Southern hospitality. People come out of the woodwork to help me when they see I have a baby. They also stop and want to have full on conversations in line at Wal-mart. There have been a few people that I have found to be hard to understand but for the most part people's accents aren't as thick as I thought they'd be.
I'm sure there are many more pros and cons to our new location but I'm winding down for the day and want to get back to my book before calling it a night (E had me up most of last night). Enjoy a few pictures that I've taken since being here.....
It hasn't all been bad and, although I've cried myself to sleep, it hasn't been every night. The scenery around here is beautiful, lush and green. It makes me want to have my camera in hand every time I leave the house. Speaking of the house, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it!! I love that there is no mouse poop. I love that it's single story. I love that the water is clear AND drinkable. I love that it's in a development yet quiet. I love that it's across the street from a small lake so P and Rob go fishing a lot. I love that it's a very quiet and clean neighborhood where I feel safe. I love that it's a bright, open floorplan. I love that, for the first time in 6 months, Rob and I have our own space without lil ones sleeping a few feet from us. I love that P LOVES his room and doesn't wake us up to tell us there's monsters in his room. My absolute favorite thing about our house is that P and I have started taking evening walks that are so special to me. If he's not riding his scooter, he holds my hand and we tell stories the entire time. Once in awhile he'll stop to pick up a "treasure" he finds in the gutter (Yes Dad, I have him throw them away and wash his hands when we get home). We listen for the ice cream man. But most of all we just enjoy some quality Mother/Son time.
I also like the exploring that the boys and I do almost on a daily basis. We've found a lot of fun things to do around the area. We've also enjoyed getting to know P's 4th- or is it 5th??- cousin and his siblings. Rob's cousin, Colleen, has been an absolute Godsend. We get the kids together once a week to play and afterwards all P can talk about is his"best friend, Riley". He doesn't have any first cousins so he doesn't really grasp the cousin concept. I've also joined a Mommy Group, trying to get to know other SAHM moms in the area. I've only been to 1 event so far due to scheduling but P and I had a nice enough time. I've found a great church that I enjoy. The congregation is extremely friendly and has made me feel welcome both times I've attended. Last Sunday we took P to Children's Church and E to the nursery. Afterwards P asked if he could go back the next day. He's talked about it several times in the past few days, a great sign considering he screamed when I'd take him to Children's Church at SRBC.
As far as the climate goes, I could definitely do without the humidity and bugs. I don't think I've ever sweated so much in my life! I've also learned to not trust ANY bugs, not even the little ants. They ALL bite and it all hurts or itches. My body looks like a war zone but is on it's way to healing....for now. I've experienced a lot of Southern hospitality. People come out of the woodwork to help me when they see I have a baby. They also stop and want to have full on conversations in line at Wal-mart. There have been a few people that I have found to be hard to understand but for the most part people's accents aren't as thick as I thought they'd be.
I'm sure there are many more pros and cons to our new location but I'm winding down for the day and want to get back to my book before calling it a night (E had me up most of last night). Enjoy a few pictures that I've taken since being here.....
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