Friday, January 29, 2010

A Date? What's that?

It's been a while since Rick and I have gone on a date. In fact, these days it's rare if we go anywhere. Or get out of sour-smelling PJs (we used to change when we got vomited on. Now, not always. Our hygiene standards have hit an embarrassing low. Don't judge!). Much less have an occasion that requires makeup and a flat iron. Needless to say, a date was much needed.

So THIS is what presentable looks like...

Enter the grandparents. Rick took it upon himself to volunteer them for babysitting duty. He's polite like that. ;) Good thing they don't mind hanging out with Harrison and happily obliged.

We really didn't do much but go to dinner. Where we highly overindulged. We had a gift card and felt compelled to spend every penny of it in one visit. Which meant we just had to get an appetizer, entrees, and dessert. Oh, and I got to enjoy a beer for the first time in almost a year! Delightful.

Cheers to date night! And to apple cobbler!

He's so intimidating with that spoon.

Pretty obvious that I got ready in 20 minutes, ha!

It's funny, I am always blaming Harrison for how quickly I scarf down my food. He always seems to know when Mommy is trying to eat and doesn't seem to like it very much. Well tonight I realized that maybe I am just using him as an excuse. Because he was nowhere in sight and I still managed to inhale my food at an amazing speed. Oink oink!

A BIG thanks to Mom and Tim for allowing us a much needed date night to reconnect. With *gasp* limited talk about baby stuff. Okay, not really. But it was still a great night!

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Up the infamous creek without a paddle. Literally.

That's right, a post about poop. But you know what? It's my blog and I'll post about poop if I want to. And my day has been absolutely pooptabulous. So I figured why not do the kind thing and share all the glorious poopiness with my peeps? Cause I'm nice like that. You can thank me later.

After all, my son has the digestive intensity that could only be inherited from his father, and I feel compelled to document it out here in cyberspace. It is sure to make for some serious parental leverage down the line.

Are you ready for this?

Exhibit One: The Poopiness

Oh! You wanted me to have some, too? Thanks Love Bug!

Apparently Harrison was feeling extra giving today, and thought that a heap of #2 wasn't quite good enough for his momma. And so when I was up to my elbows in poop trying frantically not to gag to death whilst cleaning my babe's bottom, he decided to take the opportunity to pee all over the wall. What is it with boys?! It's a good thing that he's able to flash me one of his toothless grins and I can do nothing else but melt over his baby perfection. And that I have a good sense of humor. And that his dad came home just in time to take over diaper duty!

That'll teach you to not bathe me in 2 days!

Friday, January 15, 2010

Field Trip

Today Harrison and I were getting a little stir-crazy. With cold and flu season at a peak and this crummy weather we've been having lately, we haven't ventured out of the house much. Cabin fever has definitely set in. So today we packed up the car and went to visit the Hubster at work. Harrison got to meet everybody and we got to enjoy a nice lunch together.

So THIS is where you are all day. Bor-ing!

Just because you're at the office does not mean you're off baby duty, Dad.

It felt great to get out of the house for a while. We'll have to do this more often!

Saturday, January 2, 2010

1 Month

I can't believe a month has flown by! And what a life-changing month of pure goodness it has been.

He weighs in at 10lbs, 10 oz. (70th percentile)

So Harrison, what have you been up to this month?

It has been a month of firsts!

Your first bath. You hated sponge baths, and once your umbilical cord fell off we were sure you would also not be fond of the tub. But we were wrong! You weren't really sure what to think at first, but then you quickly fell in love.

Your first smile! And not because you were leaving us stinkers in your diaper. The first time you looked into my eyes and flashed me your beautiful gums, my heart melted. And the melting continues every day!

Your first snow! Granted, we were still cooped up in the hospital waiting for discharge papers and you slept through it, but still! Snow! In Houston!

What else?

You are eating about 4oz. of breast milk every 2-3 hours. We are still trying to find our groove in the nursing arena, and both of us have had our fair share of frustration. It's okay though, we'll get there soon enough. Until then, you favor the bottle, and that's fine with me. You are still getting all of the benefits of breast milk, I am just having to do twice the work! Good thing you're worth it. ;)

In the first week, you slept ALL the time. We had to wake you up (and keep you up) for your feedings (which also contributed to the nursing issues). Now your philosophy is more like sleep-all-day-and-party-all-night. Yeeeahh, we need to work on that! Our fuel bill is going to be outrageous from all of the late-night drives we take you on in our desperate attempt to get you to fall asleep!

You are not a fan of tummy time. You bob your head from side to side and give us this pitiful look, and then the tears and wailing begin. Your dad has so graciously given you the nickname "Morla" after the giant sneezing turtle from the movie "The NeverEnding Story."

You have apparently inherited allergies from your mom. Sorry about that. You developed a pretty bad case of eczema all over your face and body. We took you in to see the pedi and it looks like the culprit is food-related (which is such a relief, because we were worried it might be the pets). So along with colic and reflux, you potentially have a milk allergy as well. Poor baby! I cut dairy out of my diet and it has appeared to help. Your rash is now completely gone.

You L-O-V-E the lights on the Christmas tree! You stare at them endlessly. We are thinking about leaving the tree up year round since it seems to calm you down when you are mad. Ha!

Harrison, it has only been one short month and we already can't remember what life was like without you. Our love for you is beyond words!

What a difference a year makes.

When we bought our house, Rick and I decided to start a new tradition. Every year on New Year's Day, we take a picture of our family in front of our house. That way, we will be able to look back and see how our family and home has grown and changed over the years.

Here is our 2009 picture:

And here is our 2010 picture:

What a difference a year makes!

Friday, January 1, 2010


Today was bittersweet. I am so incredibly thankful that I have a beautiful son who is healthy and developmentally on-track. Growing = good, right? Yes. Of course. I know this. But I couldn't help but shed a few tears as I folded up and packed away the first box of clothes that he will never fit in again. He's only 4 weeks old and I already feel the time flying right out the window. He's already changed so much and I feel like no matter how hard I try to soak each day in, the time is passing a little too quickly for my comfort. Next time I turn around he will be headed out the door on the way to kindergarten.

But hey, on a positive note, at least then we'll be getting some sleep.

Eh, sleep is overrated. I think I'd rather keep my newborn.

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