Thursday, August 21, 2008
Jude is now three months old.
He is trying to sit up on his own and can sometimes, but still falls over. He is also reaching for things like his toes and the remote if it is near. It's really cute how he focuses on it and then slowly starts leaning over to get it with one hand reaching out.
Also, Jesse and I figured out that if we make a really annoying "meh" noise, Jude will start to cry. It's not a real cry...more like a pout cry. He sticks his bottom lip way out, scrunches his face, makes the "meh" noise that we are imitating and then water fills his eyes. It's really cute, and really funny. I video'd it on my phone and I will try and get it up on here so that you can see what I am talking about.
Friday, August 15, 2008
My mom came up today to have her almost weekly hang out with Jude and I. I love my mom coming to visit. We used to be really close when I was growing up (I am sure many young girls are) but ever since high school we haven't been as close. Then of course I met Jesse and got married and never really got my relationship back with her how it used to be. So anyway, these play dates are our way to get that relationship back and Jude is just icing on the cake for her. My mom is amazing, I can tell her anything and she is ALWAYS supportive, even if she doesn't fully agree. I could tell her that I wanted to have another baby right now, and although she wouldn't think it was wise and she would tell me to rethink...in the end she would still be on my side. That is exactly how I want to be with Jude. And I am sure not everyone would agree that it is good to be that way, but I want to be his support for any way that he wants to live his life. Now I am sure this might change, cause I really have no idea what I am going to think as I get older. I mean I am only 23 and he is only 3 months.
Our Lamaze reunion was last Sunday. It was nice to see everyone and their babies. They were all really well behaved, no meltdowns, and Jude of course was an attention hog. His eyes just make him irresistable. In the picture above the cute little girl next to him is Mia. She is my boss at Starbucks daughter and also our neighbor. I just love her, I can eat her up. We joke about her marrying Jude some day and becoming Mia Moore, so she sure was scoring some future mother-in-law points by smiling at me.
But aren't these babies cute!
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
"Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are."
That song is sometimes the only thing that will soothe my son. Well, along with a pacifier, my boosum, and some gentle taping on his back. Although he is usually fussy from gas when we have to do this, it is one of my favorite times with him. He starts to calm down from crying, tears running down his cheeks, and he just stares at me. We stare at each other and sometimes I start to cry at how amazing just looking into his eyes can be. There are stories in those eyes that he is waiting to tell me.
I had a dream last night that we were learning together. I was telling him about the planets and airplanes, and he was taking my photograph. He was 14 in my dream and we were best friends. I asked him this morning if we were going to be best friends forever and he smiled at me.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Michelle got married this weekend and thank the Lord, everything went smoothly. But I did realize that it is really difficult to be a mother, photographer, friend, and coordinator at the same time. My mom was there to take care of him, but this was her first time with him alone like that. She did good though, but I think she got a little stressed at times.
It's really weird but I feel more comfortable photographing strangers than I do friends. We did a good job, but it was distracting since Michelle is one of my best friends, and I was so excited about her gettin' hitched.
That night also brought my first mom freak out. Like I said before, my mom had been watching Jude most of the night. When she left Jesse was carrying him in the pack until he wanted me to feed him. I went inside to do so (missing Michelle and Caleb's departure), and changed his diaper after. When I removed the dirty diaper, his part that makes him a man was swollen and red at the tip. Of course at a glance it looked like he was bleeding. I grabbed Jude and ran outside to Jesse in a frantic mess and told him that we needed a doctor. We both ran back inside and Michelle's sister Amanda followed. I am very thankful that she was there. I showed her and Jesse and Amanda knew what was wrong. She too has a boy that has not been circumsized and she said it was an infection and that he would be fine as long as we went to the doctor the next day. I couldn't help but cry most of the night. I knew he would be fine, but when your child is hurt, you too are hurt. We went to the doctor and he said it wasn't infected but looks like it got pinched. We have no idea how it happened. But he is good now, after some Neosporin.
I have never been in so much fear before.