March 31, 2011

Officially a mom

It has happened... I officially become a true mom on Monday night.  **Fair warning, this may gross you out***
Allen and I put Noah to bed about 10 Monday night, I went to bed around 11. At 11:45 Allen came in our bedrooom, woke me up and said that I needed to come check on Noah with him because he was soaking wet and crying. He thought he had MEGA leaked out of his diaper and needed help changing sheets, etc. When we get back into Noah's room though, Allen turns on his lights and notice it was not pee at all, it was spit up. Being that I had been awake all of 1 minute, I thought nothing of my soaking wet child and proceeded to strip him and his bed down. While I was doing that Allen cleaned off Noah. This stuff was EVERY where! In his nose, ears, hair, stuck in his neck roll, seriously everywhere.We put him back down, he went back to sleep immediately.

As I walked back to our bedroom, I thought, that was a lot more than spit up... I laid back down only to hear Noah screaming again about 5 minutes later. I gave Allen a minute to go in there to see if he just needed his Paci re-inserted, but Noah would not calm down. His cries only got louder and angrier. I get up from bed and Allen asks if maybe he is hungry since he spit up so much. I told him I really didn't know and picked Noah up to calm him. As soon as I had him in a vertical position, he exploded on me. For the first time since he was born, Noah had projectile vomit. It was not pretty. I put him on my clean shoulder, only for him to do it again. I am now completely soaking wet in baby throw up.I handed Noah to Allen and told him to go stand in the tub with him while I change. I figured if it was going to be projectile at least it would be easier to clean up in the tub. I go change, strip Noah down for the second time, and then go sit with him in our rocker. We knew he officially had a stomach virus. Not good....
Allen went and got towels and we wrapped our little man in a towel and had others to catch what we knew would be coming up. For the next 2 hours he would sleep about 10-20 minutes, wake up, immediately start crying and then the vomiting would continue. The worst I think was when he started to dry heave. It really broke out hearts! Allen went to bed about an hour into it, so it was just me and little man left to tough it out.
About 1:30 was the last time he got sick. I propped him up in the chair so I could get some water and decided to leave him there as I sat on the couch next to him since when he was sitting with me every-time I moved he woke up. He slept there until about 4, then I moved him to his bed since I felt like we were over the vomiting stage.
Tuesday he woke up with the other end of a stomach virus. This lasted most of the morning. I began to worry as the day went on because he of course was barely eating and I knew I hadn't changed a wet diaper all day. I Googled signs of Dehydration in infants and it said no wet diapers in 6 hours and excessive sleep/lethargic. Check and Check... I called the doctor. The nurse was very worried that he hadn't had a wet diaper and told me if he didn't have one in the next hour he would have to go to the ER. The thought made me tear up, while I was on the phone with her, however, THANK YOU JESUS, he wet his diaper! No ER!!
We pushed a lot of Pedialyte through him and he is definitely getting back to himself. He is still not eating as well as he normally does, but we can tell he is getting stronger every day.
I figure overall we have done really well, he is 8 months old and this is the first time he has been sick, it broke my heart not being able to fix it for him.
But I know this was the first of many times I will hurt because he is hurting and can't fit it. I love that baby!!

Daddy put him in his laundry basket. He is standing all by himself!

March 12, 2011


I was hanging out with some of our very close friends the other night when we starting reminiscing about how we met each other and what our first impressions were of each other.
This is always a funny thing to talk about with good friends, because generally there are always crazy things behind your first impressions. For example, my oldest friend Tosha... (Love you girly!!) We have known each other for 18 years and we often go back to the first time we met in 3rd grade, and it makes us laugh every single time! She was sitting at the desk in school and I walked in. This being the first day of school, you sit where you want/can. I was brand new to the school and later found out she was too. We were 8 years old and neither of us knew a soul in the school expect our siblings. She was sitting at the desk with her head resting in her hand and her face was all smooshed up because of her hand. I came up beside her to sit down and according to her, I gave her the nastiest look of all times as I pulled the chair out super slow. Now I can honestly tell you I have no idea what I was thinking about her but it is just funny that all these years later we talk about that day.
While we were talking about this the other night my friend, Larry gave me such a great compliment though when we started this whole conversion. He said that over the course of the past 7 years that he has known me, I haven't changed. I haven't converted myself to be like anyone else or to fit in. He said since the beginning, I have had the attitude of "this is me, here I am. Take it or leave it." And I have been thinking about what he said all week! As minor as it was it was just awesome to hear someone say that about you. I don't want to be known as someone who changes how I act based on the people that surround me. I have known TOO many people like that in my life and have always been annoyed with them. I am just so happy to know, that even if it is only Larry, that someone out there thinks this of me and it really made my week!
I love all my friends and I am so glad through all the ups and downs that I have been through in my life that God has me here surrounded by such an awesome group of people!

Little man bouncing away! :)  (it is really blurry b/c it was taken with my phone)

March 3, 2011

I had good Intentions

I woke up today with so much on my mind. I needed to get the house de cluttered, dusted, CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN our bathroom, wash and put away some laundry, and clean up the kitchen. What have I done today you ask?  I did unload and re load the dishwasher, semi attempt to wipe down the counter, picked up like 3 things on our bathroom counter, and washed a load and put away a load of laundry. That's all she wrote...
My body feels good, but my head has a lot of pressure in it (Thanks to my sweet Hubby who shared this head cold) and my eyes just want to shut. I am not tired at all, but my eyes don't appreciate being open today.
So I just took a hot shower and here I am...on the computer. I have thrown in the towel on cleaning today, because you know what? All my clutter, clothes, and durst (<~~I just made that word up by accident and I LOVE it!! Dirty Dust ha ha!) will be there waiting for me tomorrow, maybe with a little more added on top!

Yesterday my sweet little baby man turned 7 months old! In FIVE months he will officially not be considered an infant anymore! Oh my, 7 months of my life has never gone by so fast! If you are wanting time to fly by, have a baby because seriously, I can hardly believe still that this precious little boy is mine much less that he is 7 months old!
My BFF can attest to this, but in high school I always had the feeling deep inside that I would never be able to have kids and now I am on my way to having a 1 year old! Crazy how God has your life planned out!

Speaking of that, I went to Women's Community last night at church and we studied Genesis 37. Our Speaker Beth Lee is so awesome, and she spent some time talking about why God let Joseph walk like 65 miles, unknowing what was about to happen to him, to his brothers and then they ended up throwing him in a hole and selling him to traders. He let it happen because He saw the bigger picture. Joseph saved his families' lives when the famine came and had God not allowed him to be sold, they probably all would have died.  I love that thought, no matter where you are in life or what has happened or will happen, it is allowed for a reason and that reason is because God sees the bigger picture in your life.

Beth says it so much better and makes it really stick with you but I just like knowing He is here every step of the way!

You can't look at this picture and not smile!

Sweet Baby Man