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Wednesday, July 29, 2015
Jack's birth story is a little different than my other two. I got epidurals with the other two and had no idea what I was doing or what I wanted. And I'm totally happy with how they went! I wasn't ready for anything different at the time. But for some reason I really felt like I needed to go natural with this one. I had friends and sisters/inlaws that had gone natural before but it had never been something I ever wanted to do. I was just fine getting all numbed up! No one could convince me to try it.
Then one day when Stevie was about 8 weeks old, I was doing hair and the client that came that day had just had her baby as well and we shared our birth stories. I don't know what it was that day, but during her story I felt strongly that I needed to go natural with my next one. It was the first time ever that I actually had the desire to try it (which is key!). We talked about how powerful the mind is and how our bodies are capable of so much more than our minds allow us to do. I believe that's true because I've always been so mental about everything in my life! "Oh I can't run more than 3 miles, that feels too far!" "I could never run a half marathon! Those people are crazy!" "I can't have a baby without an epidural!" So I committed to myself that day that I would do it and that I wouldn't change my mind. I would prove to myself that my mind could be powerful and overcome my body.
A few months later when I got pregnant I never changed my mind about delivering naturally. Anxiety about it came and went but I knew I wasn't going to back out. John would occasionally ask me if I had changed my mind and I would say nope! I can't. So I started watching birth videos and reading stories and looking for ways to cope with the pain. I must have watched and read everything out there! I came across this hypnobabies website and felt really good about it. It all went hand in hand with everything I had been thinking. It sounded silly when I'd explain it to someone else and at first I wasn't sure if I was going to listen to these tracks and end up getting hypnotized to believe something weird. But it wasn't like that at all! I ordered the at home 5 week course and did everything it said and then did it again. I read that work book at least 3 times cover to cover and made sure I was really prepared for this. I learned so much about pregnancy and labor and everything to prepare for it and how to be informed and empowered in my decision making. The point of hypnobabies is to teach your body and mind how to relax so deeply that your muscles can relax and work more efficiently instead of tensing up, causing more pain and fear. I figured that if anything, at least it helped me relax more during my pregnancy so even if labor was bad then it had been worth it! I think it was my most peaceful and happy pregnancy.
Now fast forward to the actual labor. I never in a million years planned on getting induced! My labor started on its own with the other two so I figured since this was my 3rd baby and my body had done it before that everything would be fine. I'd never been more than a few days late and I really wanted labor to start on its own so I could do this intervention free. But when I was a week late and we set the induction date for the next day, I surprisingly felt really good about it. I got everything all prepped and done the day before and we had one last day to hang out just the 4 of us.
We headed for the hospital Sunday morning at 630 am but I didn't get all hooked up and started until 8 30am. I was nervous about the pitocin because I had had it with the other two and it makes things super intense! So we started at the lowest dose and hoped it would get things going, but it didn't. We turned it up slowly and eventually got to the highest level which is 20. I still wasn't feeling a whole lot so at 1230pm Doc Carn came in and broke my water to get things going and I was at a 3. I finally started having more consistent contractions and began to dilate. I listened to some hypnobabies and used the techniques I learned from that and it really helped! By 4pm I was at a 6. Things were getting more intense but still manageable and I was just hoping it wouldn't take until midnight for him to come. I think around 430pm I was still at a 6 and the nurse told me that if I got an epidural it would just relax the baby right out of me since it was my 3rd. I was a little annoyed that she offered but just didn't reply. I started feeling shaky, cold, and tired. I remember just wanting to lay down and go to sleep but that was impossible at the time! I knew that these were signs of transition so I was hopeful but still didn't think I would dilate very fast. She told me to call her in if I felt different or wanted to be checked. It started to get extremely intense at this point so time here gets a little fuzzy but it wasn't long before I wanted to be checked again and she told me I was at an 8. I remember asking her if she was lying but she reassured me that she wasn't and that she'd get in tons of trouble if she lied about that. (I don't know why I didn't believe her!) But right after that check she told me again that an epidural would help and that it would be my last chance. I was annoyed because I told her upfront what my goal was and she wasn't being helpful at all! So I told her to stop offering me one and that I would be so mad at myself for getting an epidural at an 8 because I knew I was so close and that I could do it. At this point I probably looked like I was dying which is maybe why she kept offering. I could no longer relax through my contractions. It felt better to clench my teeth and flex every muscle in my body. I had to hold on to the bed or Johns hand and just squeeze as hard as I possibly could and just make it through each one. By the last 10 or so contractions I had to hum/growl/squeal through them. John was doing everything I asked and being so helpful but I didn't know what I wanted! One second it helped if he touched my forehead or shoulder and the next I was pushing him away from me, but he was awesome! Exactly what I needed.
I started to feel more pressure down there so I called the nurse in and I was at a 9. She said she would guess that the baby would be out in the next 15 minutes but not to quote her on that. (He was born like 4 min later thank goodness!) So needless to say, things moved fast from there and I started pushing involuntarily. She told me I was complete (at a 10) but kept telling me not to push because the doc wasn't there yet. I ignored her because there was no way my body could stop! She could tell I was pushing and holding my breath, so she got on the phone and said, "Code white! Code white! We need extra hands in here!"
A nurse ran in immediately and luckily Doctor Carn was right behind her! He was in his church clothes but didn't have time to change so he just put his scrubs on over the top and came right over to help. I pushed a few times and he was out! It was all so different than I expected but it was for sure a relief for me to push! I felt the "ring of fire" for a split second and was grateful when it passed. My body completely took over and did its thing. It was crazy. I was so glad when it was over and so happy that he was actually here! When I saw jack, I said that he was so little and probably littler than Stevie (who was 7 lbs 10 oz) and my doctor said he had to be at least 8lbs 14-15 oz. I thought there was no way! Then they weighed him and he was 9lbs 1oz! I couldn't believe it. I guess it shouldn't have been as surprising since he was 8 days late!
He was born at 5:13pm so it was only 30-45 min of extreme pain. I swore right after it was over that I would never do that again, but by the next day I was already saying I probably would, but only if my body went into labor on its own next time! I'm just happy that I was able to have such a good experience this time. I told myself for so long that I was going to have a natural birth that when it came down to it there was no question about it! Even when the nurse kept offering me an epidural it wasn't even a temptation. I knew I wasn't going to get one! I'm so grateful for the experience and so grateful that jack is here safe and sound.! He's the sweetest baby!
Then one day when Stevie was about 8 weeks old, I was doing hair and the client that came that day had just had her baby as well and we shared our birth stories. I don't know what it was that day, but during her story I felt strongly that I needed to go natural with my next one. It was the first time ever that I actually had the desire to try it (which is key!). We talked about how powerful the mind is and how our bodies are capable of so much more than our minds allow us to do. I believe that's true because I've always been so mental about everything in my life! "Oh I can't run more than 3 miles, that feels too far!" "I could never run a half marathon! Those people are crazy!" "I can't have a baby without an epidural!" So I committed to myself that day that I would do it and that I wouldn't change my mind. I would prove to myself that my mind could be powerful and overcome my body.
A few months later when I got pregnant I never changed my mind about delivering naturally. Anxiety about it came and went but I knew I wasn't going to back out. John would occasionally ask me if I had changed my mind and I would say nope! I can't. So I started watching birth videos and reading stories and looking for ways to cope with the pain. I must have watched and read everything out there! I came across this hypnobabies website and felt really good about it. It all went hand in hand with everything I had been thinking. It sounded silly when I'd explain it to someone else and at first I wasn't sure if I was going to listen to these tracks and end up getting hypnotized to believe something weird. But it wasn't like that at all! I ordered the at home 5 week course and did everything it said and then did it again. I read that work book at least 3 times cover to cover and made sure I was really prepared for this. I learned so much about pregnancy and labor and everything to prepare for it and how to be informed and empowered in my decision making. The point of hypnobabies is to teach your body and mind how to relax so deeply that your muscles can relax and work more efficiently instead of tensing up, causing more pain and fear. I figured that if anything, at least it helped me relax more during my pregnancy so even if labor was bad then it had been worth it! I think it was my most peaceful and happy pregnancy.
Now fast forward to the actual labor. I never in a million years planned on getting induced! My labor started on its own with the other two so I figured since this was my 3rd baby and my body had done it before that everything would be fine. I'd never been more than a few days late and I really wanted labor to start on its own so I could do this intervention free. But when I was a week late and we set the induction date for the next day, I surprisingly felt really good about it. I got everything all prepped and done the day before and we had one last day to hang out just the 4 of us.
We headed for the hospital Sunday morning at 630 am but I didn't get all hooked up and started until 8 30am. I was nervous about the pitocin because I had had it with the other two and it makes things super intense! So we started at the lowest dose and hoped it would get things going, but it didn't. We turned it up slowly and eventually got to the highest level which is 20. I still wasn't feeling a whole lot so at 1230pm Doc Carn came in and broke my water to get things going and I was at a 3. I finally started having more consistent contractions and began to dilate. I listened to some hypnobabies and used the techniques I learned from that and it really helped! By 4pm I was at a 6. Things were getting more intense but still manageable and I was just hoping it wouldn't take until midnight for him to come. I think around 430pm I was still at a 6 and the nurse told me that if I got an epidural it would just relax the baby right out of me since it was my 3rd. I was a little annoyed that she offered but just didn't reply. I started feeling shaky, cold, and tired. I remember just wanting to lay down and go to sleep but that was impossible at the time! I knew that these were signs of transition so I was hopeful but still didn't think I would dilate very fast. She told me to call her in if I felt different or wanted to be checked. It started to get extremely intense at this point so time here gets a little fuzzy but it wasn't long before I wanted to be checked again and she told me I was at an 8. I remember asking her if she was lying but she reassured me that she wasn't and that she'd get in tons of trouble if she lied about that. (I don't know why I didn't believe her!) But right after that check she told me again that an epidural would help and that it would be my last chance. I was annoyed because I told her upfront what my goal was and she wasn't being helpful at all! So I told her to stop offering me one and that I would be so mad at myself for getting an epidural at an 8 because I knew I was so close and that I could do it. At this point I probably looked like I was dying which is maybe why she kept offering. I could no longer relax through my contractions. It felt better to clench my teeth and flex every muscle in my body. I had to hold on to the bed or Johns hand and just squeeze as hard as I possibly could and just make it through each one. By the last 10 or so contractions I had to hum/growl/squeal through them. John was doing everything I asked and being so helpful but I didn't know what I wanted! One second it helped if he touched my forehead or shoulder and the next I was pushing him away from me, but he was awesome! Exactly what I needed.
I started to feel more pressure down there so I called the nurse in and I was at a 9. She said she would guess that the baby would be out in the next 15 minutes but not to quote her on that. (He was born like 4 min later thank goodness!) So needless to say, things moved fast from there and I started pushing involuntarily. She told me I was complete (at a 10) but kept telling me not to push because the doc wasn't there yet. I ignored her because there was no way my body could stop! She could tell I was pushing and holding my breath, so she got on the phone and said, "Code white! Code white! We need extra hands in here!"
A nurse ran in immediately and luckily Doctor Carn was right behind her! He was in his church clothes but didn't have time to change so he just put his scrubs on over the top and came right over to help. I pushed a few times and he was out! It was all so different than I expected but it was for sure a relief for me to push! I felt the "ring of fire" for a split second and was grateful when it passed. My body completely took over and did its thing. It was crazy. I was so glad when it was over and so happy that he was actually here! When I saw jack, I said that he was so little and probably littler than Stevie (who was 7 lbs 10 oz) and my doctor said he had to be at least 8lbs 14-15 oz. I thought there was no way! Then they weighed him and he was 9lbs 1oz! I couldn't believe it. I guess it shouldn't have been as surprising since he was 8 days late!
He was born at 5:13pm so it was only 30-45 min of extreme pain. I swore right after it was over that I would never do that again, but by the next day I was already saying I probably would, but only if my body went into labor on its own next time! I'm just happy that I was able to have such a good experience this time. I told myself for so long that I was going to have a natural birth that when it came down to it there was no question about it! Even when the nurse kept offering me an epidural it wasn't even a temptation. I knew I wasn't going to get one! I'm so grateful for the experience and so grateful that jack is here safe and sound.! He's the sweetest baby!
Relaxing through contractions:
He's here!
Relief
Our BIG boy!
LOVE
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
I'm 2 months late on this but just need to get it on record! Ty was born with some strange cyst or something on the back of his head and we finally got it removed!
We went to doctor Todd cook and he did an amazing job!
Ty loved the whole experience. He just loves the doctors and hospital and band aids and loves to take care of people when they are hurt. I wonder if he'll stay that way as he gets older. He always looks forward to the doctor every time we go!
We had to go at 6 am because his appt was at 630am. We were told the surgery itself would take about 20 min, but with all the waiting before, during, and after, we didn't get home til around 1045 am! Long morning.
We had to wake him up but he was excited to go and in a good mood. We were able to be with him until they took him back to put him under the general anesthesia. That was the hardest and longest part for me. I just didn't want him to be afraid or confused and wanted to watch to make sure he was alright, but I knew everything would be ok.
they gave him a cute little penguin to hold during surgery and a hat
After maybe an hour, they brought him back to us but he was all confused and coughing because he had just woken up and the breathing tube had irritated his throat. It was a super sad cry and all he wanted was apple juice but the nurse was really trying to limit what he drank because he had already been hooked up to an IV with tons of fluid (I think) and she didn't want him to throw up. But we brought his binky (which he never uses anymore) and his blanket, because I knew they would be comforting for him and I'm glad I did because it was all that would calm him down. He looked so tired and his cough was so sad.
The nurse brought him jello which he loved and he watched some cartoons until they thought he was ready to go home. I thought he'd want to rest all day but once we got home he just wanted to play outside all day! We had promised him that after his surgery we'd go to the dollar store and get water guns and bubbles so he was all excited about that. He finally fell asleep a little later but he was only allowed to sleep sitting up for 2 days so that was tricky.
He had to keep his stitches in for 2 weeks and we had to put ointment on it 3 times a day. He was really good about letting me put it on and he loved showing people his stitches but you could hardly even see them because his hair is so thick. We went back to the doctors office to get his stitches out but he wanted to go back to the hospital instead, I thought it was funny. (At least he's excited to go to the hospital to meet Jack in about a month!) He sat still the entire time.
He had to keep his stitches in for 2 weeks and we had to put ointment on it 3 times a day. He was really good about letting me put it on and he loved showing people his stitches but you could hardly even see them because his hair is so thick. We went back to the doctors office to get his stitches out but he wanted to go back to the hospital instead, I thought it was funny. (At least he's excited to go to the hospital to meet Jack in about a month!) He sat still the entire time.
He has a skinny long scar back there now but it's kinda nice to have that little cyst gone! They called back after they tested the cyst and said there was no cancer in it and it was nothing to worry about, so that's good! Good job Ty buddy. You're such a brave kid!
Thursday, April 9, 2015
Why is it such a big deal to move your oldest kid downstairs? I'm feeling bittersweet tonight! I was always against moving him downstairs and having him be so far away from me. He's still my baby and he's too little to be downstairs all alone! I was afraid of him being too far away in the case of a break-in or a fire or him needing help to go potty in the night. We were planning to build them a bunk bed and have all 3 boys up in this one room. I even figured if we had 4 boys we'd just build 2 bunk beds and all live upstairs together! It was no where in our immediate future to move him down, but on Sunday he threw up on his bed and we had to wash all of his bedding so John put him downstairs on the air mattress and it was actually kind of nice! We decided to have him try sleeping downstairs again the next night and we all slept so much better! The boys have been taking turns waking up all night every night for what feels like forever. I'm soooo tired. They haven't been waking up at the same time so I didn't think that they were waking each other up, but the last 2 nights they have both slept all night! I woke up a couple of times in the night wondering if everyone was still alive! It's been so nice to not get out of bed all night (except now I've always gotta pee! I still hold it way too long, I just love my sleep!) Anyways, after having a couple of really good nights I was really excited to move all of Ty's stuff downstairs. But tonight after moving all of his clothes down and rearranging Stevie's room and then putting them to sleep, I saw them in their own rooms on their own video monitors and I felt a little sad! That always seems to be the case though when we make a big change. I wonder if they'll miss each other at all or if they won't even care! I just want them to have memories of sharing a room together growing up but I know there will be plenty of time in the years to come for that! I just can't get over how strange it was to move all of Stevie's clothes into Ty's old dresser and have Stevie's old dresser all empty and ready for Jack's stuff to be put in there. It feels like I just barely went through all this change with Ty so it's really weird having Stevie start to go through all those same little changes! I'm so excited to add a new little babe in 3 months but just can't believe how much faster time goes the older you get. Cross your fingers that our nights stay good now that Ive blogged about it! I always seem to jinx myself! Until next time-
(Thank goodness for video monitors! I couldn't have moved him down without having one! I thought it was an unnecessary purchase at the time, but I'm so glad I can check real quick and see that he's safe in bed!)
Monday, March 23, 2015
Well I'm a few weeks late on Ty's birthday post, but I didn't want to forget it! Ty turned 3 this year! He's the cutest kid ever. He is constantly making both John and me laugh, we could just squeeze him we love him so much! My heart is full multiple times a day with how much I love both of my kids! They're the best.
For Ty's birthday this year we blew up a bunch of balloons and just played in them.
Ty got an awesome gift from my sister in the mail (thank you Andrea!) and he played with it all day! It was a box full of 4 dinosaur puzzles. He still loves doing them. He's gotten so good at putting puzzles together by himself, I'm always impressed!
We pretty much played the whole day and then when John got home we had brownies and ice cream and he opened another (doc mcstuffins) puzzle, a Mickey mouse cup, and a squirt bottle. He absolutely loves spraying water all over the salon while I'm doing hair and I'm glad he's found something to keep him busy so I bought him his own from the dollar store :)
After that, we watched Big Hero 6 and then went to bed. I think he felt really special all day! He loved hearing people call on the phone, it was sweet. We went in on a big boy bike with my parents for Ty and he opened it on the Sunday after his birthday. He's been loving it! We got him a helmet and he will randomly wear it in the house but loves wearing it while he rides! He's gettng pretty good.
I'm amazed at how smart he is! He knows his abc's, he can count to 11 but then he says 19, so we aren't quite making it to 20 yet, and he's always saying the funniest things. He's become quite the little talker. I love hearing what he has to say. He remembers a lot more than he used to its interesting to see how far back he can remember!
He loves being my little helper in the salon. He wants to spray everyone's hair, comb it and help wash it. (Then he says, "You're in charge mommy? You use scissors?") He knows he's not allowed. Its sweet :)
He is the best cleaner ever! He loves doing the dishes and folding towels and also loves picking up toys to "earn candy". I'm impressed what he can do all by himself!
Some people are so surprised that he's potty trained or that he wears undies all night, but he has been potty trained for almost a year! We got so lucky to have a good potty trainer. He can hold it for quite a while. he never ever wets the bed. I can't think of one time after his first couple weeks of potty training that he's wet the bed. He always wakes up to go if he needs to and he loves going all by himself. I couldn't tell you the last time he had an accident, it's been that long! I hope my other kids are as easy as he was. Thanks Ty for making it so easy!
My most favorite thing lately is when it's time to pray, wherever we are, he will start saying a prayer before whoever is saying it starts and then he'll go on and on for what he's thankful for. It is so cute it makes me laugh every time and John tells me I shouldn't laugh but it's too cute not to! I'll probably try to get it on video at some point cause it's my favorite.
For Ty's birthday this year we blew up a bunch of balloons and just played in them.
Ty got an awesome gift from my sister in the mail (thank you Andrea!) and he played with it all day! It was a box full of 4 dinosaur puzzles. He still loves doing them. He's gotten so good at putting puzzles together by himself, I'm always impressed!
We pretty much played the whole day and then when John got home we had brownies and ice cream and he opened another (doc mcstuffins) puzzle, a Mickey mouse cup, and a squirt bottle. He absolutely loves spraying water all over the salon while I'm doing hair and I'm glad he's found something to keep him busy so I bought him his own from the dollar store :)
After that, we watched Big Hero 6 and then went to bed. I think he felt really special all day! He loved hearing people call on the phone, it was sweet. We went in on a big boy bike with my parents for Ty and he opened it on the Sunday after his birthday. He's been loving it! We got him a helmet and he will randomly wear it in the house but loves wearing it while he rides! He's gettng pretty good.
I'm amazed at how smart he is! He knows his abc's, he can count to 11 but then he says 19, so we aren't quite making it to 20 yet, and he's always saying the funniest things. He's become quite the little talker. I love hearing what he has to say. He remembers a lot more than he used to its interesting to see how far back he can remember!
He loves being my little helper in the salon. He wants to spray everyone's hair, comb it and help wash it. (Then he says, "You're in charge mommy? You use scissors?") He knows he's not allowed. Its sweet :)
He is the best cleaner ever! He loves doing the dishes and folding towels and also loves picking up toys to "earn candy". I'm impressed what he can do all by himself!
Whenever I style his hair he automatically puts his hand on his forehead to protect his face from the hairspray, he's such a good sport. And then lately when I'm done, he gets his comb and goes to the mirror and spikes it straight up and says he likes it that way instead. It looks so funny, I love it. He's already so opinionated! He also can pick out his outfit for the day and get dressed correctly from head to toe! (with the exception of his shoes being on the wrong feet most of the time.) He never matches but he's good at getting dressed :)
Some people are so surprised that he's potty trained or that he wears undies all night, but he has been potty trained for almost a year! We got so lucky to have a good potty trainer. He can hold it for quite a while. he never ever wets the bed. I can't think of one time after his first couple weeks of potty training that he's wet the bed. He always wakes up to go if he needs to and he loves going all by himself. I couldn't tell you the last time he had an accident, it's been that long! I hope my other kids are as easy as he was. Thanks Ty for making it so easy!
My most favorite thing lately is when it's time to pray, wherever we are, he will start saying a prayer before whoever is saying it starts and then he'll go on and on for what he's thankful for. It is so cute it makes me laugh every time and John tells me I shouldn't laugh but it's too cute not to! I'll probably try to get it on video at some point cause it's my favorite.
Here was one example:
"Dear Heavenly Father, thankful for this day. Thankful for my blessings. Thankful for my birthday. Thankful for my things. Thankful for Mickey. Thankful for Minnie. Thankful for my tiger. Thankful for my car. Thankful for my pillow. Thankful for my blanket. Thankful for my bed, thankful for my neighbor, thankful for even Mary." (Haha) and then we have to remind him how to close his prayer, he'd go on for days! Its a good reminder though to have more gratitude when I pray! I love it
I'm just so grateful for my Ty buddy, I don't know how I got so lucky to be his mom! Love you kid.
--I love this first picture because on Ty's birthday we put stevie to sleep and let Ty stay up. So after about an hour of Stevie being asleep he woke up poopy (which is the most annoying thing! It ruins their sleep) and he was so tired after I changed him that he wouldn't go back to sleep but he also wouldn't stop crying. I couldn't calm him down and neither could John. He was just freaking out. So I decided to just put him down by Ty for a minute and he calmed right down and cuddled right in. Ty is always sweet to share his blanket with him which, if you know him, is a miracle. He's very protective of his blanket if its anyone else. I love the bond they are creating! so sweet.
--I love this first picture because on Ty's birthday we put stevie to sleep and let Ty stay up. So after about an hour of Stevie being asleep he woke up poopy (which is the most annoying thing! It ruins their sleep) and he was so tired after I changed him that he wouldn't go back to sleep but he also wouldn't stop crying. I couldn't calm him down and neither could John. He was just freaking out. So I decided to just put him down by Ty for a minute and he calmed right down and cuddled right in. Ty is always sweet to share his blanket with him which, if you know him, is a miracle. He's very protective of his blanket if its anyone else. I love the bond they are creating! so sweet.
(where did this thumb sucker come from?!)
I kind of combined Stevie's birthday into my catch up post last time but I wanted to write down some things about him right now for me to remember!
He is the cutest, sweetest, and happiest kid.
He has the cheesiest grin and I looove it.
I love his big brown eyes and his almost there blonde hair.
He laughs really easily especially when he is being tickled.
He loves to dance whenever there is music or someone else is dancing.
He LOVES animals. He instantly waves at them and runs towards them. He says "Ca" for cat. And "Pup-pup" for puppy.
He has a little tiger (one that John gave me when we were dating, I love that we can pass on the sentiment :) ) He instantly just hugs it and it helps him go to sleep and stay in bed for quite a while after waking up.
He climbs on everything, and with that comes bonks and bruises here and there but he always lets me cuddle him til he stops crying which I love.
He hates having to hold still and is a quick little guy at getting away.
We recently learned how to get him to sleep at church and that makes the whole day less stressful! (Although, then I stress about keeping him asleep...but ya know.)
He hates getting his diaper changed and cries the whole time unless he's being distracted or has a bottle.
He can hear you get food from a mile away and will run in and say "Eh? Eh?" with the most sincere face and will open and close his hands til he gets a taste.
He is constantly doing something that makes me just wanna squeeze him so tight cause he's so cute! He loves his daddy and wants to do whatever he's doing or Ty is doing.
He loves bath time and playing in the bath with Ty.
He loves cars and does his best to drive them back and forth and say "vroom."
He is of course obsessed with balls. He can't get enough and if there is a hoop short enough for him he can make it right in every time!
He's obsessed with being outside and just bawls when the front door closes without him.
He loves other kids and gets so excited when he sees one.
He has ALL of his teeth besides his 2 year molars which he won't even get for several more months. I can't believe he got them all so fast! I'm looking forward to the next few teething-less months :)
He loves wearing hats and shoes and headbands that he finds in my bathroom drawer.
He loves talking on the phone. "Ho?" (Hello?)
He recently started doing peek-a-boo. He puts his hands on his cheeks and says "pee-bo."
He will finally willingly give kisses! It is the CUTEST. my favorite for sure.
He's just the best and I can't imagine our family without him!
He is the cutest, sweetest, and happiest kid.
He has the cheesiest grin and I looove it.
I love his big brown eyes and his almost there blonde hair.
He laughs really easily especially when he is being tickled.
He loves to dance whenever there is music or someone else is dancing.
He LOVES animals. He instantly waves at them and runs towards them. He says "Ca" for cat. And "Pup-pup" for puppy.
He has a little tiger (one that John gave me when we were dating, I love that we can pass on the sentiment :) ) He instantly just hugs it and it helps him go to sleep and stay in bed for quite a while after waking up.
He climbs on everything, and with that comes bonks and bruises here and there but he always lets me cuddle him til he stops crying which I love.
He hates having to hold still and is a quick little guy at getting away.
We recently learned how to get him to sleep at church and that makes the whole day less stressful! (Although, then I stress about keeping him asleep...but ya know.)
He hates getting his diaper changed and cries the whole time unless he's being distracted or has a bottle.
He can hear you get food from a mile away and will run in and say "Eh? Eh?" with the most sincere face and will open and close his hands til he gets a taste.
He is constantly doing something that makes me just wanna squeeze him so tight cause he's so cute! He loves his daddy and wants to do whatever he's doing or Ty is doing.
He loves bath time and playing in the bath with Ty.
He loves cars and does his best to drive them back and forth and say "vroom."
He is of course obsessed with balls. He can't get enough and if there is a hoop short enough for him he can make it right in every time!
He's obsessed with being outside and just bawls when the front door closes without him.
He loves other kids and gets so excited when he sees one.
He has ALL of his teeth besides his 2 year molars which he won't even get for several more months. I can't believe he got them all so fast! I'm looking forward to the next few teething-less months :)
He loves wearing hats and shoes and headbands that he finds in my bathroom drawer.
He loves talking on the phone. "Ho?" (Hello?)
He recently started doing peek-a-boo. He puts his hands on his cheeks and says "pee-bo."
He will finally willingly give kisses! It is the CUTEST. my favorite for sure.
He's just the best and I can't imagine our family without him!
now for a picture overload :)
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