Monday, February 28, 2011

Playing with Mommy and Nana



Sunday, February 27, 2011

Quite the talker!

Success!

A year ago today I took a pregnancy test. It was positive. I was elated, but nothing I imagined then compared to what it felt to hold Hunter in my arms for the first time. Even the amazement of feeling him move inside me was nothing like I could have imagined. He is the most perfect, beautiful little boy I could ever have hoped for. I love him so much that the word love just doesn't seem special enough to describe it. When I saw those double lines a year ago my excitement was tempered by fear. And now, when I hold him, I know that I am holding the result of years of wishes and prayers. He is the greatest gift God has given me. And finally, finally, the tension in my heart over the babies we lost has started to ease. Because if those pregnancies had not failed then Hunter wouldn't be who he is. There would be a different baby, to be sure, but everything would be different, and I can't wish for him to be any different than he is. He was meant for me. He was meant to be mine. I could not ask for more.

Friday, February 25, 2011

A crazy day for videos







Thursday, February 24, 2011

Pooh on a walk and rolling over




Monday, February 21, 2011

Hunter with Grandma Sue at Mommy's birthday party

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Real food!

We have slowly started experiencing real food! He recently had his first bout in the high chair, which he enjoys because he gets to be a part of what is going on at the table. And so far he has tried banana and applesauce and refused sweet potato. (Did I write about this before? This sounds familiar). Anyway.



He enjoyed the banana, but the applesauce! Oh my goodness, applesauce! He was feeding himself off of my finger like it was a spoon, very crazy cool. He caught on so quickly! At this point I'm just feeding him whatever is handy because it is more about exposing him to new tastes and textures than providing nutritional value. So we've started with fruit instead of cereal. I'm hoping that I can wait to really start feeding him meals until David gets back so that he can be a part of it, but if he is already this interested in food it may be impossible to wait that long.



We move so soon! Finding the time to get this stuff up is difficult! These videos take forever to upload!



Monday, February 14, 2011

I love my kid!

So I hung the sign language butterfly that Great Grand Aunt Judith and Bob gave Hunter and it was a bit out of his reach of the gym. So he pulled it down to the side where he could reach it and has been having a ball ever since. He's getting so big and doing so many cool things!

Monday, February 7, 2011

Seriously, kid...

You have GOT to start eating more. My boobs can't handle this level of engorgement every day!

Missing routine

Hunter is going through a stage that involves minimal feedings and virtually non-existent naps. If I'm lucky he'll nurse one side completely, but that has become more than I can expect most feedings. And his naps are generally 30 minutes in length, and then he wakes up tired. Sometimes I can get him back to sleep, sometimes not. But he immediately rubs his eyes. I wish he were more consistent. I'm going to have to do some reading and see if this is a normal stage for almost four months or if I just need to find a way to get him on a better schedule. He does sleep through the night great though, still.

There were two times today that I put his pacifier in, turned him sideways in my arms, and he fell right asleep. It was so cute. He is my little sweetie pie. I love him so much. It's the little things like that that make my day, and I hope I remember for the rest of my life. It'd be nice if he slept a bit more though, since it's so obvious that he's tired and needs it. And sometimes he'll randomly wake up crying, except it's not even really waking up. If I can catch it right he goes right back to sleep without his eyes even opening up. Is he having bad dreams? What could he have nightmares about?

It was funny though, during the Super Bowl today we cheered loudly after the first two touchdowns (Green Bay). He screamed bloody murder and cried so hard afterwards. He did not like the cheering at all. The joke was that he must be a Steelers fan, but it was really just so sad. He wouldn't calm down for anything. He was in the middle of eating and he suddenly started crying like someone had chopped off his foot and would not start up again until Grandma had walked him around the room a bit and he finally calmed down. And this is the kid that just doesn't do that.

But that time has come kiddos. I leave you with a cute picture I just took of Hunter sleeping with his hands behind his head.