Friday, February 26, 2010

The grandmas and the cousin/aunt.

We've had a super busy/laid back week. Which I thought was an oxymoron until I had a baby. It seems like it takes at least 2 hours to prepare for any kind of excursion out of the house, even if it's just to go 2 miles from home to hang out and watch TV. Ha!

Harrison was super excited to see his Grandma who came to visit for the weekend. And of course she spoiled him like she always does. What are grandparents for, though, right?  At least that's what she always says, and who am I to argue with the woman?  ;)

I've got you wrapped around my little finger, muhahaha!

Then, my cousin Michelle came to stay for the week. She's my first cousin, which technically makes her Harrison's first cousin once removed, or something like that, which in my opinion is just far too complicated. She's more like a sister to me than a cousin anyway, so we'll just go ahead and re-title her Aunt Michelle.

This chick is cool. How can I convince her to move down here???

Boy, does Harrison looooove his Aunt Michelle! And how does Harrison show his affection for those he loves? He pukes on them, of course! When she first picked him up to hold him, he was in the middle of a snooze fest. She made the mistake of saying something along the lines of how he wasn't very exciting and that all he ever does is sleep when she's around. So he decided to shut her up by promptly projectile vomiting all over her. We're talking MASSIVE amounts of spit up. Probably the most I've ever seen come out of him at one time. Quite impressive! I guess he doesn't tolerate trash talk, ha!

It was so great to see her. We hung out at Mom & Tim's house (where she was staying), watched some good TV (which was awesome since I don't have cable), threw in a FRIENDS marathon (where we found ourselves saying, "Oh! This is the one where...fill in the blank" within the first 30 seconds of every episode - man how I love that show), and of course eating TONS of delicious food (aka reeeeally fattening). Before she headed back, we stopped by the salon so she could get a hair cut - and it turned out pretty darn fabulous if you ask me.

Thick hair runs in the family...

Do they not realize I'm a boy? This place is bor-ing....


Harrison managed to get in some quality time with his Beda, too. Apparently she's quite the comedian:

This lady is crackin' me up! 

I laughed so hard I almost puked!

We have a fun and busy weekend ahead of us as well. Ashley and Joel are coming for a visit tomorrow (YAY!!!!), and we've got church and wedding to go to Sunday. And can you believe that it's already time for Harrison's 3-month photo session????? Um, when did this happen? *sigh*

Tuesday, February 23, 2010


Harrison found the perfect nap buddy this week. And I say perfect because who else is better qualified than an overly affectionate, cuddly cat who enjoys sleeping 20 hours a day? Sweetness follows:


All together now: awww. 

Friday, February 19, 2010

Already famous.

A couple of months ago, my mom brought me a newspaper article from the Houston Chronicle about a sleeping baby photo contest. She even suggested which picture we should enter, and after a little nudging from her I figured why not? I didn't really think much about it until I got the email letting me know that he was 1 of 30 finalists. And then it was time to get serious, y'all! Right on cue, my fierce competitiveness made its grand appearance, ready and willing to take those 29 other babies head-on.

How dare those other moms think their babies are cuter than mine! PSHA RIGHT!


Don't make me get all psycho-crazy-pageant-mom on your booty!

After all, the winner got their picture printed in the paper. That's a big deal, people! The stakes were high! Those far less-attractive babies never stood a chance. ;)     {totally kidding!}
So after 2 emails and a couple of Facebook posts annoyingly soliciting the votes of anybody who cared to listen, I'm proud to say that Harrison won!

Here he is, making his first media debut:



And then, a few days later, Harrison got a package in the mail. The Houston Chronicle sent him these goodies, which were totally unexpected:


Thanks so much to everybody who took the time to log on and vote (some even multiple times)! And surprisingly, I only got one "the crazy mom is making me vote" comment, which of course was from who else but Jon. I admit that it was probably well-deserved, as I did threaten highly encourage him several times. Gotta do what ya gotta do, though, right?  ;)

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Happy Valentine's Day!

Hope you all had a fabulous day filled with lots of love (and hugs and chocolate and flowers and candy and kisses and did I say chocolate)!

Yesterday, we decided to be extremely daring and venture to the movies. With a baby in tow. Yep, we are officially those people, ha! In our defense, we were totally prepared to walk out of the theater the second Harrison became the slightest bit distracting to others. Even though I'm now a mom, I still cannot stand when parents are inconsiderate and ignore their noisy, bratty kids when out in public. Which is why it takes extreme measures for me to step foot in Walmart...

Anyway. Back to topic.

We went to the early bird matinee and tickets were half price. And I figured that since it was the first showing of the day, it wouldn't be that crowded, right? What I didn't consider is that it was a movie titled "Valentine's Day" on the weekend of Valentine's Day. Smart, huh? We got there 30 minutes early so I could reserve back row seats (you know, so nobody would witness it if my kid threw up all over the floor, ha!). He was sound asleep until about 2 minutes into the opening credits, go figure. But all of my stress was wasted effort because once he got his bottle, he was fast asleep again and didn't make a peep the entire movie. Except for one loud episode of flatulence, but I'm used to that seeing how I'm married to his father and all. Ha! Kidding! (not really).

  My Date #2

The movie was pretty good and I was so stoked to rejoin civilization after a pretty long week of being cooped up in the house. Anytime there are long periods of gloomy weather I tend to get stir-crazy, and the sun has been m.i.a. for weeks now. But, the mysterious ball of fire made its reappearance today. Harrison wasn't sure what to think about it.

What is that bright thing in the sky, Mom?

We started off the day at church. It was Volunteer Appreciation so we got to enjoy a free breakfast, and for me that consisted of about 5,000 calories of delicious pastry goodness. But it was free and for a good cause, so I was obligated to indulge, right? Right!

My mom so kindly offered to watch Harrison for a few hours this afternoon so Rick and I could have a lunch date. We enjoyed a fabulous meal at Las Haciendas (and yes, I do realize that a good portion of this blog revolves around eating, ha!). The last time we went there was the night before I went into labor. It's weird; it seems like a lifetime ago that I was pregnant and miserable, but seems like Harrison was just born yesterday.

How dare you leave me. Good thing I really like my Beda.

After lunch we went to Kemah. Since I am now jobless (or should I say unpaid), we are trying to be creative and find cheaper forms of entertainment. So we decided to walk around and visit all of the gift shops and boutiques that we've always driven past but never stopped in. And generally pretend like we are tourists in our own backyard, which is how I convinced Rick to let me take this picture in front of Kemah's historic schoolhouse:

 Good thing he did not grow up in that era, b/c I have a feeling he would be wearing a lot of this hat.

And now I'll leave you with a snippet of a conversation that just took place in our kitchen minutes ago.

Me: "Those are ROSES, Harrison! Always remember to buy the lady in your life flowers to make her feel special!"

Rick: "And Son, if you can't afford the fancy ones, you can always find free flowers in the cemetery."

Niiiiiice. And yes ladies, he's taken. Sorry to break your hearts. ;)

Tuesday, February 9, 2010


I've experienced a major life change this week. A huge decision was made, and it is one that fills my heart with joy but also fills my tummy with butterflies. I relentlessly sorted through all of the pros and cons until my head nearly spun off my tired body, and after much deliberation and going back and forth (and back and forth and back and forth) and feeling the enormous pressure to make the very best decision, we did just that. Because when you look at this silly face, the choice is pretty darn obvious:

This week I put my career on hold to be a full-time momma to my little boy. After holding down a job (and sometimes 2) consistently since I was 15 years old (12, if you count babysitting), I am now entering into the unchartered territory of unemployment. It was a decision that came with a lot of stress and anxiety, because let's face it, does cutting your income in half ever seem like the logical thing to do (and what's this I hear about some sort of recession? Ha.)? And then there are also the fears of killing my career dead in its tracks and losing my identity (and sanity) to the domestic monotony of diapers, bottles, cooking, cleaning, blah, blah, blah, boring, boring, boring. Am I going to enjoy this new lifestyle? Am I even going to be successful at this new lifestyle? Anybody who knows me knows that I am on the complete opposite spectrum of Ms. Stewart.

Rick and I have considered all of these factors hundreds of times and keep coming to the same conclusion. Will we be making some huge sacrifices? Oh yeah, definitely. Will adjusting to our new lifestyle be difficult? Yes, at times. Will the hours be longer and the work sometimes harder? I'm sure. But is it worth it? Absolutely. Because while I can always make more money in the future, these fleeting moments with my baby I will never get back.

So while my new job will demand many more hours of hard and often times thankless work, I am incredibly blessed to have this opportunity. And even though I am losing my title, salary, and benefits in exchange for a full-time mom status, I without a doubt consider this change quite the promotion.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Shoes, & a hot lunch date.

A post all about food & just doesn't get much better than that!

Shoes first.

Harrison is building quite the little shoe collection. I have only gotten him 2 or 3 pairs off eBay, but he's inherited several pairs from friends. And then there are these very special members of his closet:

Aren't they CUTE?! My dad made them for Harrison when I was pregnant with him. They are very unique and of course super special and Mr. H has gotten tons of compliments on them!

Here he is modeling a couple of pairs:

And here he is SERIOUSLY fighting a nap, which for some reason he's been doing a lot of lately:

Now, on to food.

Harrison was in fine company yesterday afternoon. I met up with Lindsey, April, & Latrice, 3 super fab ladies I work with for a nice Mediterranean lunch. He and I were both glad to get out of the house after the last several days of gloomy weather. It was great to see the sun again. And great to catch up with my girls!

Harrison: the Ladies' Man

Luckily we made it there safely and without incident. I say that because we just got a new car and I'm not completely familiar with all of the settings. And I am lazy a serious procrastinator. And I hate pumping gas. And we almost ran out of gas. Why didn't the car let me know it was running on fumes, you ask? Well, it did. It started warning me about a week ago that it was getting low. And like I said, I'm a procrastinator. I got in the car today and about 2 miles down the road I looked down at the fuel gauge and saw this:

Hello?! Are you not paying attention to me?

And if that wasn't enough heads up, periodically a red flashing "low fuel" light comes on the dash. And you have to clear it to see the odometer. And it beeps. It's quite annoying, but I guess Ford thinks that their customers are a bunch of lazy idiots incapable of properly monitoring their fuel levels (who, me?). The screen that has the odometer on it also displays other various info, like Trip A, Trip B, average MPG, gallons of fuel used, etc. along with yet another warning:

Hey dumb@ss, you are about to run out of gas!

I guess I'm just used to my Honda that didn't require nearly as many trips to the pump. Luckily, after a near panic attack, I made it to the gas station before getting stranded on the side of the road. Yes, I learned my lesson and next time I won't be such a procrastinator. Or maybe I'll just strategically plan to need a fill-up when Rick is driving.... :)

And don't worry, both pictures were taken when the car was in park at the gas station.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

My poor little guy...

Yesterday morning we went to see the pediatrician for his well visit and to get the first round of immunizations, which, of course, he did NOT like. And neither did his momma. It's so hard to watch your baby in pain.

You can't fool me with a cute band-aid, Mom.

You let them stick me with needles???! How COULD you??!

He has been running a fever ever since. I wasn't prepared for it. I guess I hadn't done my homework and didn't know about all of the common side effects of vaccines. It's been harder watching him feel miserable with fever than it was for me to watch him get the shots. Yesterday afternoon I called Rick and he left work a little early so he could stop by the drug store and pick up some infant Tylenol. Next time I'll know to give him some in advance.

The Tylenol has been working, but he woke up this morning with fever again. Just look at the poor guy.

Hope he feels better soon!

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

2 Months (Already?)

When did this happen? And why didn't anybody ask me for permission?

He weighs in at 13lbs., 4oz. (85th percentile).

He is 23 and 3/4 inches long (80th percentile).

His head circumference is 41cm (75th percentile). Being the son of my husband, I had bets that he would be in the 90th+ percentile, but I was wrong. Ha!

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

You are sleeping soooo much better through the night! Once we get you to sleep, which we try to do around 10pm, you'll sleep until 6am, when Daddy gets you up for breakfast. Then you like to go back to sleep until around 9am or so. We love you for this! :)

You are still sleeping in your lamb swing in our bedroom. You scream when we try to put you in your pack and play or your crib. The doctor said it's due to your reflux and that hopefully you'll grow out of it in a few months.

You discovered your fists a couple of weeks ago. You joyously nom on them with a look of such deep satisfaction.

In fact, sometimes the only thing that gets them out of your mouth is this:

You are eating about 5oz. of breast milk every 3 hours or so. Mostly out of a bottle, because you can scarf it down much faster that way. I still nurse you once or twice a day but when you are really hungry, you prefer the bottle.

You still love bath time. Which you get to enjoy every night thanks to your very favorite activity: spitting up.

You are still not a huge fan of tummy time, but you are making great progress at holding yourself up! You get so frustrated that you're not mobile yet, but I have a feeling it won't be much longer.

You are getting SO strong! About 2 weeks ago, you tried out your Jumperoo for the first time and loved it. You can't reach the floor, but with a large pillow underneath you bounce away. You also love for us to help you stand and jump. We are really impressed with how much weight you can bear on those cute little legs of yours!

You have made 3 very good friends. You love to sit and watch them curiously. And you love to get kisses from them when Momma's not looking.

You have discovered your tongue and constantly stick it out at us. And if I stick mine out first, you copy me. It's too cute!

You have such an intense personality! You make so many funny expressions and tend to be pretty serious most of the time, but also do your fair share of smiling and grinning, too.

We love you to pieces, little man!
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