Humility.

So this morning I told Kathrin I've really been humbled since having a child. I used to be so so very OCD about getting dirty, or our house being messy, or about life in general being messy. But since Noah came along I've really learned a lot about what does and doesn't matter. I've decided it's just a pride issue..my thing with everything having to be perfect...and so I really think that the Lord is using this precious little boy to teach me humility.

I think He's teaching me that life is going to be messy - more than just in the physically clean sense - but messy and complicated and difficult and sad. Until Heaven..here on Earth life is just messy. It's a sin filled world..we're sinners. Praise God that he gave us Jesus and the hope of the perfection of Heaven. But I want to be in the "grime" while I'm here. I want to accept the fact that I am just NOT in charge of this life, and I am jump into the mess of life and show others the love that Jesus offers. I really need to stop trying to be in control of my surroundings all the time. I want to be a tool for God..I want to be used..and if I'm constantly worrying about everything being organized..I'm really wasting time.

So that's what I learned today..when this happened! Plus..I learned it's so much more fun just to laugh at these moments than to worry about them. Also...it helps that my sweet friend Kathrin didn't worry about the fact that our little man was making a mess of her sweet house.

So prior to this...as we were eating breakfast Noah projectile vomited ALL over me, and himself, and Kathrin's rug..then he tooted. THIS was the result.

So then...he needed a bath..big time. So we decided to just throw him in at Kat's house, but I'm not all that talented yet since he's pretty wiggly and not able to sit up on his own. So this was the result.
Yep...in there fully clothed with my little man. We made it though and he was very peaceful after we finished.

That's it for the day! Have a great week!

Adventure.

So Brad headed up to Dallas this morning for work. I wasn't super excited about him leaving us for four days, but I was super excited for this opportunity for him! So I decided to ask him if Noah and I could join in...thankfully he said yes!

However..that means a three hour drive up to Dallas by myself with our sweet little guy. I'm sure it will go well..but I'm super nervous. I don't drive to Dallas on a normal day but today I'll have the little man. Thankfully, he does pretty well in the car.

So today I will be praying for safety and guidance so we'll get there safely and without getting lost. Although I really shouldn't be able to get lost..Dallas is literally straight up 35 from here..there isn't a lot of room for error.

(MOM - don't worry I'll be SO safe!)

So Noah and I will head up there this evening so we'll miss traffic, and then stay tonight and tomorrow and head back Wednesday morning. Wednesday night I'm hoping to crash the Mullins or the Campises's pad and hang out with the ladies, and then Brad will be back late Thursday evening.

We had a great weekend with Brad's parents. Noah got some good cuddles in with his them, I was able to get a nap for two solid hours on Friday, we ate some great food. It was wonderful!

Anyways..off to get some things done...big day ahead!

The boy has skillz.

Yep. I spelled skillz with a z. That's one of my pet peeves. That's what having a child has done to me..made me all CrAzY and I am throwing my pet peeves out the window. There's another one..writing like I'm 15 with the upper and lower case letters. What up?!

N-E-Ways. (Let's just get them all out there shall we?)

Our child has the unbelievable ability to spit up on, or urinate on, or even make a #2 on, anyone holding him.

Today...I can't count the number of times for spit up...but I do know that he peed through three outfits today.

You'd think I would learn right?

But seriously! We've tried everything! We point his peepee down. We have him in the right size diapers. We check to make sure that the little legs are sealed correctly once the diaper is on. We change him frequently. I think he just likes it.

As for the spit up...I didn't bother changing out of my t-shirt that he so sweetly marked all day until after our walk.

Then when Brad got home..he got it twice. Hahaha.

Sweet little man. It's so funny how little it bothers me. I love it actually.

Also noteworthy:
1. We signed up for e-mealz this week. (Sidenote: that really is spelled with a z) I'm super excited about this. I think it will really help me with budgeting and meal planning because I am SO bad at that. This provides the recipes, the meal plan, and the shopping list. PERFECT. Sarah does it, and she cooked two meals from it for us when she was down here and we loved them. I'm so excited to get started soon.

2. I watched Hoarding: Buried Alive tonight. I, in all seriousness, can't watch that show. The one house had mouse feces, and flies, and she had to plug her coffee pot in to her bathroom. The other house had a couch standing on end in the kitchen. I truly had to look away, but I couldn't stop. I wanted to go help.

That's it. Two blogs in one day. Whoa.

Spit up #2 for Brad of the night.
Just after this..he peed on that shirt.


After spitting up on daddy..so attractive.
Brad loves him some Noah.
I don't know if you can tell..that's spit up #1.
Showing off his blue eyes during tummy time after our walk today.
Spit up #1.
He stands up on Brad and rest on his chest.
He really likes to lay on his side..so sometimes for nap time I'll let him if I'm right there. Precious.
Just thought this was so funny. We were going for a walk..you can totally see his little chubby cheeks when he's in his car seat.
That's it for the day. We had a really productive day today and I'm so thankful for that. Tomorrow we need to have another one and then Carl and Rosemary will be here for the weekend. Yay for family time!

Learning.

Well we're learning.

Monday we had a rough day.

Sunday night our sweet schedule we had down changed. To be fair to our little one he was a TROOPER all weekend as we dragged him everywhere we went..so we may have deserved the rough day on Monday. Anyways..Sunday night wasn't terrible, but we have been only getting up once a night for pretty much the last 2-3 weeks, but then Sunday we had to get up twice. I realize that's not so bad...but it was a change in our routine.

So then, Monday morning at the first feeding I was exhausted after a long weekend and then a short night of sleep, so I asked Brad to bring Noah's infant sleeper to me, and thought after he ate I would just lay him down in his infant sleeper next to me so we could both catch a few more hours. This was definitely a change from our normal routine because I refuse to put him in bed with us ever because I'm SO afraid of hurting him. For the first couple of weeks I dreams that I had put him in bed and we had hurt him. Plus within 9 (I think?) days here in Travis county there were 6 deaths of infants due to cosleeping...right around the time Noah was born. So we're not messing with that. But I was exhausted..so I said I would do that ONLY if I had the infant sleeper. Well I paid for that. We nursed, but Noah wouldn't burp afterwards, which sometimes happens..so I went ahead and laid him down next to me. Well we both fell asleep but the next thing I knew I woke up to my face, hair, pajamas, and ear being soaked. He had so kindly spit up on me. He's spit up on us plenty obviously, but that one was exceptionally shocking as it came while I was sleeping. It cracked me up. I looked at him and he just had this incredibly peaceful look on his face. Hilarious.

That should have given me an indication of how our day would go. Basically the rest of the day if I set him down he cried..not a whimper but an all out- full use of his lungs-make mama want to cry kind of cry. I'm not opposed to letting him cry it out..not at all..but I also feel like he's so litle if he's crying like that he needs to be comforted. So we didn't get much done on Monday and I was so beat by the time Brad got home. However, almost as soon as he walked through the door the little man found his peaceful content little nature and was content the rest of the night. He went back to his normal schedule that night for sleep and then we had a much better day yesterday.

I think maybe he was exhausted from the weekend, and then I think that the fact that I chose to not get our day started at our normal time..instead choosing to rest and cuddle in the morning..it threw his schedule off. Plus I ate Mexican food on Saturday night which seemed to upset his belly. I think the poor little guy was just exhausted.

Sweet boy gave his first purposeful smile that night though! I think that's God's grace for us...He knows we had a terrible day..and then blessed us with the sweet smile. Of course he hasn't done it again since really, but I am still calling it purposeful. He seemed so sweet and happy on Brad's lap.

In other news...

I went to Kohls yesterday..and there was a little baby in line ahead of us and she was tiny. I thought "Wow, she's little she must be younger than Noah by a few weeks." NOPE. The clerk asked the mom how old the baby was..she was born January 28..two weeks older than Noah. I kid you not the boy had at least 2 pounds on that little one. If not for the way he curls up like a newborn and he grunts like a newborn..I would find it hard to believe he's as young as he is.

He is now holding on to us when we hold him. When we're nursing he reaches up with his hand and holds onto my shirt, and onto my hair when I'm burping him. It's amazing. He does that with Brad too. I LOVE it!

All day yesterday I was certain that Noah was 6 weeks old. I was telling Brad the story about the baby girl at Kohls and how Noah was only a week younger than her and then realized that I've lost my marbles. He's only 5 weeks old. Haha. WAY to soon to forget how old he is.

I think it's amazing how the Lord knows us. I think the details of this little life are amazing. I also think it's funny that me, the girl who CAN'T handle nose noises and food noises, gave birth to a child who grunts, snorts, and squeaks more than any child I have seen. But it's so adorable that I just can't help but LOVE it. That's funny though!

I have decided that though I HATE the idea of leaving this man for 12 hours at a time..EVER...I am actually looking forward to working one day a week. I have found myself missing that use of my brain and how I love our patients. I know I'll cry when I leave Noah..but it will be ok.

That's about it for the day. He's awake now so we're going to get our day started! Have a great week!

P.S. I apologize if this is all baby all the time..it's kinda our new normal! :) We love it..but I promsie that eventually we'll have storied that might have other subjects.

One Month Stats!

This boy is big!

10lb 15.5oz. (75th Percentile)
He weighed 9lb 1 oz two weeks ago. That's basically almost 2lbs in 2 weeks.
23 1/8" Long (95th Percentile)

I wasn't kidding when I said he likes to eat.

The doctor said he looks great! He was a champ at the doctor and when he got his Hep B shot he was so brave! He only cried for a second while the nurse did it, and then instantly was calm once I picked him up. So proud of our sweet boy. Couple more pictures for you!

Family picture at one month.
With Manders and Rhyon. Rhyon is six months old tomorrow..look how huge Noah is.

Our big sweet boy. He likes to lay on his tummy if it's hurting.

1 Month. Wow.

Our sweet little man is a whole month old today! I am having a very hard time believing he's already been here a month! I'm also having a difficult time believing he fit inside me a month ago. CRAZY!!

We have had an AMAZING month. This boy has changed our lives...it's amazing! I'm so very very thankful for this precious blessing the Lord has given us. I just look at him and know how amazing a miracle he is. It's awesome.

I don't have his one month stats yet...we have our appointment tomorrow so that will be next post. I think he's going to be above 10lb this time though..the porker likes to eat.

Here's some facts about our man.
1. He loves to eat. Seriously. Loves it!
2. He is a cuddle-bug. We adore this!
3. He looks just like his daddy...I think that's awesome!
4. He seems to recognize both of us and our voices...he will look for us when we're talking.
5. He sometimes has some belly pain and that cry makes me cry because he sounds like he hurts so much.
6. He really doesn't cry too much. I'm so thankful!
7. He teased us by almost making it through the night the other night. But he is awesome..and usually does a 4 hour stretch followed by a 3 hour stretch. We're only getting up once a night once we're down.
8. He will go anywhere with me. I am able to get out of the house almost daily.
9. He hasn't smiled purposely yet..but seems to be getting there.
10. He has so far met his Grammy, Pop, Mimi, Grandpa Bud, Aunt Sarah..and Uncle Luke and Nana and Papa via skype. He's also met tons of friends and he LOVES all of them!


That's about it. Brad is currently trying to put him to bed so I am going to go join my little family! Manders and Rhyon are here so we're excited to have a great couple of days together! Yay!

Have a great week!

P.S. Congrats to Rox and Jake for their beautiful baby Nora! We're so so happy for you all!! Can't wait to meet her!

Pictures below!

Spring Forward.

So tonight is daylight savings. I'm not a big fan of this normally. Since I grew up in Indiana I LOVED that we never had to deal with changing the time twice a year. When I was at Olivet I adapted..but I remember being SO confused the first time. I didn't understand how the time just changed. It was crazy.

This year we have a newborn. So let's be honest..we don't sleep that much. We are blessed with a good sleeper. This precious little man sleeps really well, but still he's a newborn...so sleeping well is kind pf relative. Anyways, we're currently on a nice "schedule" where he nurses last at 10/10:30ish and usually doesn't wake back up until 2:30. Then once we go back down we make it until 5:30/6ish he wakes up again. So really...I'm incredible thankful for that.

HOWEVER..tonight is daylight savings.

So I am not thankful for the fact that tonight we lose an additional hour of sleep. Not my favorite thing ever. I will be thankful for the extra sunshine I know..but for tonight...I'm kinda dreading it.

I say this..but it's not like I don't take naps with him during the day. I totally do. Often.

That's it for tonight. Need to go to bed so I can make up for that lost hour.

Have a great weekend! Don't forget to change your clocks.

Best part of the day.

Noah thinks it's funny to pee on me at least once (usually more than that) each day while I am nursing him. No joke. We'll be sitting there, he'll be eating like a champ...then he fusses just a bit..then my belly gets warm.

Every single day. Sometimes two or three times a day.

Then he looks at me like he's proud. (Or maybe that's just my interpretation.)

I think it's hilarious.

He's awesome.

Life is good.

So Grammy and Pop (aka Mom and Dad) left on Friday. We were super sad to say goodbye. I cried like a baby on Thursday and Friday. It's been hard being away from family since we moved here, but it was much harder to say goodbye now with Noah here. Now it seems so real that our family is so far away..Brad's parents are 10 hours away, mine are 17, so we have quite the hike to see either side. It was so amazing to have them both here though! To have both sets of our parents here to spend time together with the baby boy was so special!

Anyways..so Noah has thankfully been an amazingly content baby...it's amazing. However, on the day Mom and Dad left we had our first rough night. Go figure. He was perfect all day..we came home from the airport..and I snuggled him and cried and he made it all better of course. Then we took a nap together which was awesome. But then...daddy got home and we ate dinner together and then poor Noah couldn't get settled. His little belly must have been upset, and he cried and cried. It made me so very sad. Then I cried again because I couldn't make the sweet boy feel better. We made it through, obviously, but poor Brad must have thought I was crazy. By Saturday our little man was back to himself. It made me feel better because I thought I had done something wrong.

Sarah got in yesterday! We're so glad she could come! She's had some quality cuddle time with Noah and he LOVES it! Operation Make Sarah LOVE Austin has started..and we think it's been pretty successful thus far. Last night we took her for some Homeslice Pizza (delicious!) and our very first Hey Cupcake! AMAZING! Today there was a kite festival here in Austin..so we went down there with Aaron and Shauna after church. It was a GORGEOUS day! We came home and Brad, Noah, and I took 2 hour nap, and sweet Sarah made dinner for us. We're so thankful for family!

Now for our newest pictures!

Before Grammy and Pop left

I love this. My two sweet guys.Snuggling with Daddy after bath timeThis is when we know he's asleep...his arms go up.
On our rough night..he finally passed out when I rested him on his tummy on my arm.
Meeting Aunt Sarah for the first time
Sarah's here!At Homeslice..with Pee-Wee Herman of course.

Hey Cupcake AWESOMENESS!!
At the Kite Festival..we didn't take any with the kites..go figure.
Love this.
Sweet sweet boy.Before naptime after the kite festival
Chatting it up with mama
He loves to cuddle with Aunt Sarah!
That's about it for tonight! We're excited to spend time with Sarah for the rest of the week, then we'll have a couple days of just the three of us. We're super excited this week because sweet Nora should make her entrance into the world this week!! Praying for you Rox and Jake! Have a great week all!

Week 2 Continued.

Here are some of our second week pictures..they're backwards..so this is from tonight....the ones at the bottom are from the beginning of the week.

Family of 3. Time with daddy.
Time with Pop.
I know he can't purposely smile yet...but he sure seems to have happy dreams.
Pop was combing his hair.
He turned his head to get his hair combed.
Alert and at attention. Precious. Sitting up like he's a big boy.
Adorable.
I think this little face is so hilarious.
Makes us smile.
Telling Pop what's up.
LOVE little boys in overalls. So cute.
BIG yawn!
Lounging with Grammy.
Another happy dream.
So peaceful.
My boys.


So cute in his little swing.


Have a great week!!