Life with Jeremy, His first snow day!!

Can you believe that four months and two days ago I gave birth to my beautiful baby boy?! As I was making his 6 OZ! bottles this morning I started laughing that an extra human being was living in our home. He "belonged" to us. I still have moments where I cannot believe God trusted me enough to be a mother. WOW, pretty remarkable.

I am not sure how big he is because his 4 month check up is next Monday. They don't offer 3 month check-ups for some reason. But after his 2-month check up I am happy. I needed some time to regroup after his breakdown due to all of the shots they gave him that day. I pray next Monday's appointment (or shall I say the day/night) goes better.

He really is developing nicely. I tell everyone what a true delight he is. He is such a happy and easy baby. He wakes up smiling and loves, loves, loves to laugh all of the time. He found his voice a few months back so he "talks" our heads off. He jabbers so much I really think he is holding on a real conversation in his head.

He was sleeping throughout the night, but as of last week that has stopped. YIKES!! I am sure it is due to a growth spurt. But I am now no longer using his swaddle to put him to sleep because he started getting heat bumps all over. So laying him on his back has been interesting. He still hates it. He woke up at 1:30 am this morning asking to sleep with Mommy and Daddy. By 4:30 am he was back in his crib. Yes, he transitioned to his crib two weeks ago. Maybe that has something to do with his recent sleep changes. I hope we figure this sleep thing out soon. I work on my thesis from the time he goes to sleep, about 10p until 1:30 am. Now if he wakes up an hour later and stays awake, when will I sleep?!?!?!? But he is SO worth it. Honestly I can't even complain because he is so wonderful.

As stated earlier, he now takes 6 oz. bottles. This is getting SO expensive. We are buying 32 oz boxes of formula a week. Those $5 coupons are not doing much justice. I wish there was a tax credit for this sort of stuff. But as long as he is grow healthy and happy we will continue to buy the "good stuff". I wonder if there really is a difference though.

On Friday night (January 29, 2010) North Carolina had its first real snow storm in years. We have been in the house since 7pm Friday night. We took pictures of Jeremy enjoying his first snow day. Well we tried to get him to enjoy it but he missed his nap time and it was his next eating time. So not too many smiles this go round.

Last night (Jan. 31st) he ate his first solid food..... rice cereal. If someone can tell me what that is, that would be nice. He LOVED it. He loves grabbing at things he enjoys, such as my cell phone, his bib, his cloth diaper, etc. He kept grabbing at his food and the spoon. I could not give it to him fast enough. I asked my husband to take a picture but the batteries in the camera died from the snow day pictures. Oh well...

I decided to take today off of work. This may sound silly to many but it is because I fear being hurt or dying on the road. Not because of any pain this will cause me, but because of the pain it may cause Jeremy. I grew up without my biological mother. This has left such a void in me I wish this hurt on no one. So I take every precaution I can to ensure I am here to raise him for the long haul. I do need to work on my diet and exercise though. But I realized that my driving has improved greatly, I don't stress as much (maybe I just stopped caring about things that use to bother me), and I am trying to be much less clumsy. I want him to grow up with both parents.

Today is the first day since I have returned to work that I am actually home with him and get to stay with him the entire day. I should add this past Saturday and Sunday as well. On Mondays and Wednesdays my older sister Regina takes care of him. Tuesdays and Thursdays my mother-in-law drives up from Fayetteville and takes care of him. This makes me so happy I cannot begin to explain. Friday his Daddy stays up (since it is the weekend) and watches him. Saturday his AuntMa has him and Sunday is usually his Aunt Shonda/Aunt Carolyn or someone else in church. Taking care of him at night, while cleaning, cooking, and working on my thesis is really fr the birds. I miss him and I know he misses me. Which is why it was so hard for me to transition him to his own room and his crib. It feels like I spend so little time with him now. But I enjoy every minute I can get in with him. We pray every morning and night, read, spell, talk, play on our tummy toy Mama King bought him for Christmas and the other toy Aunite Kym bought him. We have such a wonderful time together. All I can say is thank you God for your vision.

Until next time. I will post pics of our snow day in a separate post.