adventures

So I'm in church with the little one tonight, just holding him and trying to make him as comfy as possible (he had shots today =[ ), and he lets out a noisy "eruption," shall I say. So I quickly go back to the nursery to change him... and lo and behold... he was wearing the last diaper we had with us (and it looked like it was covered in nutella, to put it nicely). After nearly bursting into tears, I realized I had both a spare outfit and a nursing cover in the diaper bag. I fold the outfit up into thirds, slide that under him, and fold my nursing cover around him. Half of me felt kind of proud of myself for thinking fast like that (even though it started soaking through pretty quickly anyway) and the other half just wanted to go crawl in bed, throw the covers over my head and bawl. Ever had one of those days?

But in the end, it worked out okay. Even though my husband had to wait until the end of the service to go pick up diapers real quick, I got to hold my son and watch him sleep (even if my lap ended up a bit damp!). Every day I am amazed at how quickly he's learning and growing! The doctor said he's 14 lb s, 12 oz, and 25 in. long!

A third of a year

I can't believe little colonel spitz is almost 4 months old! Every day I see more of his personality (and more drool!). Here's the latest on the colonel- he is very "talkative," making squeal-y noises and little 'ah-goo"s often. He has discovered his feet, and often grabs at them in his spare time. When he's on the floor on his play mat on his back, he rolls over onto his stomach (generally without fail) and immediately fusses (for some reason he's never liked being on his stomach). Whenever the t.v. is on, he watches, which makes me feel bad for watching t.v. I don't want my son to become a television-obsessed couch potato by the time he's 2! Of course, I don't mind it so much if it's the G.K. Chesterton show or any of the numerous baseball games/horse races/underwater basket weavings my husband likes to watch. Baby thought of the day: My son seems to prefer cold formula. I wonder if that's weird/unheard of.

New beginnings

I haven't had the chance to really sit down and write for a while, nor have I remembered to update this in a long time. It might take me a little while to get into the flow of blogging/writing again, seeing as I haven't written in a journal practically nightly ever since I got married.

My sweet little guy came into the world February 23rd, at 4:12 p.m, after a very unsuccessful induction(never going that route again!) that paved the way for a C section. Anyway, Micah is almost 3 months old now, and I am always thanking God for him, always in awe of how natural it feels to hold him in my arms. He is a beautiful, wonderful blessing who is growing every day, and developing new skills every month. The first few weeks, as pretty much any mother would agree with me, were the hardest. I had never done any of this before- I didn't know how often to burp a baby, how to tell what he needed, or what to do when I was exhausted at 3 a.m. but had to feed him for half an hour anyway. I didn't know how to hold him in a position that would be comfortable for both of us ( picture my elbows pointing straight to the sides!), especially with my C section scar tissue/incision healing up. But with patience, time, prayer, and a whole lot of help (I am thoroughly convinced that I couldn't have done better in choosing a husband that would be the most helpful dad!!), everything got easier. Micah and I got to know each other. Our family of two happily expanded to three. Having a little man around became the new normal, and now I couldn't imagine life without him.

But you know what has started bugging me lately? Well-meaning people saying things like " enjoy him at this age; it won't last long! Babies grow up too fast." Like somehow it's just going to get worse from here. My mother always taught me that every age was to be treasured and enjoyed in children- yes, even "terrible twos." She taught me that though there would be challenges for every stage, there are also built-in delights. So even though now he sometimes stays up later than we'd like, or unexpectedly wakes up at 4 a.m, when he smiles and squeals it makes everything worthwhile!!