Jaxon had a photo shoot with Mommy today... here are some of my favorites!
Isn't he too precious...?
Isn't he too precious...?
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Never Leave Your Partner Behind...
The Mason's had a busy weekend. Friday night we had a lock-in for the youth...at our house. We had a great time and our so glad that we got to have the "kids" over. Jaxon and I slept most of the night, but we did have fun playing in the inflatable that Daddy rented.
Well, he had fun as long as no one else was moving. He was too easy to tip over!
Fun with Mommy...
The morning after... "Mommy, it's too early for pictures."
Well, he had fun as long as no one else was moving. He was too easy to tip over!
Fun with Mommy...
The morning after... "Mommy, it's too early for pictures."
Saturday night was date night. Justin and I went to see "Fireproof." It was so good. It's such a wonderful reminder that as a married couple, we are partners, and we are never to leave one another behind. Not only is he my husband, but he's my best friend. I am so thankful for this man of God in my life, and don't know what I'd do without him. He certainly is a blessing to me- through the good times and the bad.
Sunday was another busy day. Justin had to preach both services because Bro. Wayne was out of town. He did such a good job (even though he claims that I didn't tell him). After church I went to the funeral home... Brandi, a friend that I grew up with lost her twins. She was six and a half months pregnant. This is a hard time for her and her family, so please keep them in your prayers. After the visitation, Jaxon and I went to Lindsey and Jacob's wedding shower. They got all kinds of nice stuff, and Jaxon got to "play" with Micah for a little while. Then after church Sunday night, Jaxon and Mommy went to eat with Nana and Paps and a lot of Daddy's family while Daddy stayed at the church and ate with the youth...
It was a busy weekend, and we didn't get all the rest that we needed. That should make for an interesting week. (But thankfully, only one week until FALL BREAK!)
Friday, September 26, 2008
Poop, Pee and Puke... Oh My!
Eventful. That's really the only word that I can find to describe our evening... eventful. Or gross. Gross would work too. I've been called dramatic more than a time or two in my life, but all drama and exaggeration aside- Last night was eventful, and gross.
Our afternoon had been pretty mundane for the most part... Jaxon slept right through supper, so at about 7:30, he decided that he was hungry. I put him in his high chair and started to feed him 'corn and sweet potatoes' for the first time. Half way through his food, he decided that he needed to use the bathroom. So I left him alone and let him do his business. When he was finished straining, he finished his jar of baby food, and then I put him in the floor so that I could change his diaper. As I unsnapped his onesie, little did I know what I was about to find. Poop was spread all up his back, all up his stomach and chest (all the way to his neck line). I have never seen so much poop! And the smell was horrendous! Justin got in the floor with me and held his hands so that they wouldn't wander somewhere that they didn't need to be. I used about thirty wipes and I had poop all over my hands. I decided that wipes were not going to do the trick. Jaxon needed a bath. I stripped him off and left him sitting in the floor while I went to wash my hands and run his bath water. I came back about two minutes later, and the kid is sitting in a 2 gallon puddle of pee, just splashing around like he's playing in a kiddie pool! I throw a towel in the puddle to help soak it up, and pick the little guy up under his armpits, careful not to touch myself with his smelly, wet body. Justin starts laughing, because Jaxon has the biggest grin ever on his face as he is carried off to the tub.
But wait, we're not done! Things slow down for a while, and then it's bedtime. He would not take his bottle or go to sleep. He was screaming and he held his lips so tight together that I couldn't squeeze the bottle nipple into his mouth. I decided that his teeth hurt so I got up and carried him in to the kitchen to get some teething tablets. As he opened his mouth to let me put the teething tablet in, throw up came SHOOTING (yes, shooting is the appropriate word, here) out of his mouth. I was so wet that I looked like I had entered a wet t-shirt contest. My hair had throw up in it. Jaxon's t-shirt and sweat pants were soaked. The kitchen floor was covered. You wouldn't believe the amount of throw up this little boy produced. It had to have contained everything that he ate in the last week! So once again, I called the clean up crew in (oh wait, we don't have one of those). I cleaned up my son's bodily fluids, once again, and prayed that this was the last gross thing that would happen to us before bed. And my prayers were answered. It was...
Eventful? Yes. Gross? Yes. Am I still the most thankful woman in the world to be this little guy's mommy? Always. Poop, pee, puke and all.
Our afternoon had been pretty mundane for the most part... Jaxon slept right through supper, so at about 7:30, he decided that he was hungry. I put him in his high chair and started to feed him 'corn and sweet potatoes' for the first time. Half way through his food, he decided that he needed to use the bathroom. So I left him alone and let him do his business. When he was finished straining, he finished his jar of baby food, and then I put him in the floor so that I could change his diaper. As I unsnapped his onesie, little did I know what I was about to find. Poop was spread all up his back, all up his stomach and chest (all the way to his neck line). I have never seen so much poop! And the smell was horrendous! Justin got in the floor with me and held his hands so that they wouldn't wander somewhere that they didn't need to be. I used about thirty wipes and I had poop all over my hands. I decided that wipes were not going to do the trick. Jaxon needed a bath. I stripped him off and left him sitting in the floor while I went to wash my hands and run his bath water. I came back about two minutes later, and the kid is sitting in a 2 gallon puddle of pee, just splashing around like he's playing in a kiddie pool! I throw a towel in the puddle to help soak it up, and pick the little guy up under his armpits, careful not to touch myself with his smelly, wet body. Justin starts laughing, because Jaxon has the biggest grin ever on his face as he is carried off to the tub.
But wait, we're not done! Things slow down for a while, and then it's bedtime. He would not take his bottle or go to sleep. He was screaming and he held his lips so tight together that I couldn't squeeze the bottle nipple into his mouth. I decided that his teeth hurt so I got up and carried him in to the kitchen to get some teething tablets. As he opened his mouth to let me put the teething tablet in, throw up came SHOOTING (yes, shooting is the appropriate word, here) out of his mouth. I was so wet that I looked like I had entered a wet t-shirt contest. My hair had throw up in it. Jaxon's t-shirt and sweat pants were soaked. The kitchen floor was covered. You wouldn't believe the amount of throw up this little boy produced. It had to have contained everything that he ate in the last week! So once again, I called the clean up crew in (oh wait, we don't have one of those). I cleaned up my son's bodily fluids, once again, and prayed that this was the last gross thing that would happen to us before bed. And my prayers were answered. It was...
Eventful? Yes. Gross? Yes. Am I still the most thankful woman in the world to be this little guy's mommy? Always. Poop, pee, puke and all.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
The Last 7 Months...
7 Months Ago.. February 24, 2008.
1 Month, March 24, 2008
2 months, April 24, 2008
3 months, May 24, 2008
4 months, June 24, 2008
5 months, July 24, 2008
6 months, August 24, 2008
And today... here you are. Our Big 7 Month Old Boy! We couldn't love you more and we couldn't be prouder to be your Momma and Daddy. Oh the adventures we're about to have, J-Man.A Newborn's Conversation With God.
A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"
God said, "Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."
The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."
God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."
Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"
God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."
"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."
"Who will protect me?"
God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."
"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."
God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."
God said, "You will simply call her, "Mom."
7 months ago today, you came into my life. And it's still hard to believe that you are mine. You turn the world on with your smile. You light up my life. You are my everything, and I am so blessed that God chose me to be your angel... to be your mama. Happy Birthday Little Man...
God said, "Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."
The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."
God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."
Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"
God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."
"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."
"Who will protect me?"
God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."
"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."
God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."
God said, "You will simply call her, "Mom."
7 months ago today, you came into my life. And it's still hard to believe that you are mine. You turn the world on with your smile. You light up my life. You are my everything, and I am so blessed that God chose me to be your angel... to be your mama. Happy Birthday Little Man...
Monday, September 22, 2008
Shredder...
So, little man decided that he would turn over the paper shredder tonight. Boy, did he make a mess, but he loved every minute of it!Sunday, September 21, 2008
Moo Moo's 1st Birthday!
It's hard to believe that you're already one Miss Mya. It has been a joy watching you grow, and we are blessed to be your Aunt, Uncle and Cousin. We love you lots and are looking forward to the smiles and laughter and the fun times that we know you and Jaxon will have as you grow up together! You're a sweet little lady bug!
Momma's Little Boy.
5 months difference, 1 pound difference. Both loved very much!
Great Aunt Susie was taking pictures of Jaxon laughing at Great Aunt Janet. Please note that the "Great" in all of these titles implies fantasticness and refers to being two generations removed; it should not make you think that any of these people are old. They are not! But they do seem to always make this little boy laugh, and we are blessed that they are our family!
Fish Fry 2008
Jaxon was a grouchy pants at the fish fry, and basically the only thing that made him happy was riding around in this radio flyer wagon. Thank you Riley and Leslie for letting us borrow it!
I love this sweet little grin...
Mr. Pull up. He's decided that he is big enough to pull up on EVERYTHING! Our days of having an easy baby are over!
I love this sweet little grin...
Mr. Pull up. He's decided that he is big enough to pull up on EVERYTHING! Our days of having an easy baby are over!Saturday, September 20, 2008
6 Month Shots :(
I like to call this picture "Jax in the Box." ha ha... I had my six month old shots on Friday. They were not much fun. Before my shots, we sat back in Mandy's office and she found this really cool box for me to play in. I had so much fun! Little did I know what was about to happen to me. I had to get three shots, and boy, did they hurt. But I didn't cry for long. I'm such a big boy. I'm just glad that those are the last shots that I will have to get until I am one year old!I have a busy day ahead of me. Today is my cousin Mya's 1st Birthday. Her party is at 6 tonight and I can't wait. I hope somebody will let me have some cake and ice cream! Today is also our annual church fish fry... Mommy hopes that I will sleep well after all of the excitement that today holds!
Thursday, September 18, 2008
The Unexplainable or The Undeniable?
Last night, Justin and I (and Jax) took the youth to a Hawaiian Luau at Bro. Kevin's (The Youth Minister at Sharon Baptist Church) house. Jaxon looked so cute in his lay (or is it spelled lei?) I'm not sure, I'm not Hawaiian. But anyway, Bro. Kevin has an amazing house and we had a wonderful time. I will post pictures soon...
The speaker for the night was Bro. Matt Johnson. For the past seven months, I haven't had the opportunity to listen to very many church services because I've had a child to tend to. But tonight, Jaxon slept through the preaching, so I got to listen. And God really spoke to me. Bro. Matt talked about the Unexplainable vs. the Undeniable. As Christians, a lot of times there are things about our faith that we can't explain. But we cannot deny God or His love for us. I can't tell you how a major league baseball player can hit a 90mph fast ball, but it happens every day. It's undeniable. The blind man could not explain how Jesus made him see again by simply spitting in the dirt and rubbing mud upon his eyes, but he could see. And he could not deny the fact that he once was blind, but now he could see. I can not explain to you how much I love my little boy. But I can't deny it either. The love I have for him is like something that I have never experienced.
And so it is with my Lord. Jesus, thank You for loving me despite my tendencies to try to figure everything out. Even when I can't explain You, I can't deny You either. You are real in my life and I've never been so thankful for that.
The speaker for the night was Bro. Matt Johnson. For the past seven months, I haven't had the opportunity to listen to very many church services because I've had a child to tend to. But tonight, Jaxon slept through the preaching, so I got to listen. And God really spoke to me. Bro. Matt talked about the Unexplainable vs. the Undeniable. As Christians, a lot of times there are things about our faith that we can't explain. But we cannot deny God or His love for us. I can't tell you how a major league baseball player can hit a 90mph fast ball, but it happens every day. It's undeniable. The blind man could not explain how Jesus made him see again by simply spitting in the dirt and rubbing mud upon his eyes, but he could see. And he could not deny the fact that he once was blind, but now he could see. I can not explain to you how much I love my little boy. But I can't deny it either. The love I have for him is like something that I have never experienced.
And so it is with my Lord. Jesus, thank You for loving me despite my tendencies to try to figure everything out. Even when I can't explain You, I can't deny You either. You are real in my life and I've never been so thankful for that.
Monday, September 15, 2008
John Deere Green
Well, Hurricane Ike sure did some damage. Because of the huge wind storm that we had yesterday, and the fact that 3/4 of our county is without power (the Mason's not included) Graves and Mayfield were both out of school today, so I got to stay home with Jaxon. Addison's babysitter was without power so I told Kacie that I'd keep her today. At first this morning, I thought that Kacie didn't send Addi any close, so I went upstairs and got some clothes that Jaxon hasn't grown into yet. I decided that today would be a John Deere day. They looked so cute dressed alike. Here are some pictures from our photo shoot...
The only time I could really get her to be still for a minute was when she was "giving Jaxon love."
What a mischievious smile she has... Watch out, the terrible two's have already begun!
I caught this funny face on camera. This little man is so full of personality!
This is how we went for a walk this morning. Needless to say, we didn't go far. I was tired!
And here are the results. All three of us, passed out!
The only time I could really get her to be still for a minute was when she was "giving Jaxon love."
What a mischievious smile she has... Watch out, the terrible two's have already begun!
I caught this funny face on camera. This little man is so full of personality!
This is how we went for a walk this morning. Needless to say, we didn't go far. I was tired!
And here are the results. All three of us, passed out!Saturday, September 13, 2008
Scab Face isn't Scar Face!
Isn't it amazing how fast my face healed... I'm all better! Mommy can finally take me in public without being afraid that child services people were going to take me from her!Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Same Tub, Bigger Boy
Jaxon, 3 weeks6 lbs. 15 oz.
Jaxon, 6 1/2 months
I just couldn't help it... I had to add the picture of this sweet smile, scabs and all...
Jaxon, 6 1/2 months18 pounds
Isn't it amazing how much he's changed... Where has my little baby gone?
I just couldn't help it... I had to add the picture of this sweet smile, scabs and all...Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
This week in Pictures....
After wind-burned cheeks...
Big boy... holding his sippy cup....
Feeling a little better....
Sick baby, the very next day (before seeing Dr.Idiot.)
Jaxon tearing up the paper on the table at his 6 month check-up... (the time he was well.)More Drama from the Masons...
After the week that we had, I thought surely that the weekend would be better. And at first, it was looking bright. Justin and I (yes, I know that this is supposed to be Jaxon's blog, and that I have basically taken it over. I'm sorry for that. I know he's more interesting than me, and we'll get back to him posting soon. It just seems that I've had sooooooo much on my mind, and believe it or not, this helps.) Okay so Justin and I were playing in a coed softball tournament this weekend. Friday night it was pretty chilly in Western Kentucky, so Jaxon stayed with his Great Aunt Mammy. Saturday we didn't play our first game until 1 p.m. so me and the little man hung out at the house all morning. Jaxon decided to end the eating strike that he had been going on for about three days and was very pleasent, so I decided to take him to the ball park with us. My Mom was there to watch him, and they set in the shade the rest of the day. When we got home that night (we got 3rd place in the tournament, by the way) J-Man's face was really red. We ultimately decided that he had gotten a little wind burnt. However, Sunday morning we woke up and he had the biggest oozing gooey blister on his left cheek. Poor guy. It doesn't seem to be bothering him though. But it sure does bother his Momma (and apparently everyone else at church). So Sunday morning during church, I leave the little dude in the nursery. What can happen in the church nursery, right? After church I go to pick him up and he has no skin on his nose. Apparently while crawling, he nose dived and carpet burned all the skin right off of his little snout. Once again, painful looking, but he never cried! So he looks like he's been through the windshield of a car, but he's still the most beautiful boy ever. Pictures to come soon....
Friday, September 5, 2008
May I?
Mommy needs to vent. May I?
The last couple of days have been completely crazy. It all started on Tuesday night. Jaxon had checked out well at his 6 month check-up, but really started feeling bad on Tuesday night. He was pulling at his ears, coughing and acted like it really hurt him to swallow. I took him to Bridgette's Wednesday morning, and he didn't have a good day there. The little man just didn't feel good. When I picked him up, one look at him told me that he was sick.
So, off we went, back to the doctor. He was screaming as we walked into the pediatricians office. I asked to see doctor Whitson, but the receptionist told me that she was already gone for the day, and that I could see, well, let's just call him Dr. I (I for Idiot, of course). At this point, I think to myself, we just need an antibiotic, and it really doesn't matter who calls it in for us at this point. So I agree. They take us back to one of the little rooms, and Jax continues to scream at the top of his lungs for the next 30 minutes. Nothing helped. I walked, I rocked, I sang, I offered him his bottle, which he, very loudly turned down... Then in walks Dr. I. He asks me what's wrong with the baby. I explain about his ears and throat and that he won't eat. He cuts me off and asks, "Is he running a fever (in a very Indian accent)?" I tell him no. He says, "Then why did you bring him in?" So here goes Mom again, telling all of his symptoms, in a complete recap of what I had just told him. Dr. I looks very annoyingly at me and goes to get the little thing that doctors look into ears with. When he goes to put it in Jaxon's ear, like all babies, Jaxon's hand swiped him away. Dr. I then grabs my arm, and very forcefully places it on top of Jaxon's and says, "Hold it down!" This scares Jax even more and he cries even louder. Dr. I asks, "What's his name." I say, "Jaxon." Then he decides he'll yell at the baby. "Jaxon, Jaxon, Jaxon..." My eyes fill up with tears. I've about had it. He says, "Both of his ears are red like cherries." Then I lay him up on the table for Dr. I to look at his throat. Listen guys, I'm not exaggerating. It was this bad. The idiot grabs my little boy by both sides of his head, and spins him toward him by only holding his head! I'm not joking. I burst out in tears, pick him up, and start walking to the door. He tells me that he has an ear infection in both ears and red throat. I didn't stick around to see what else he had to say. I was crying as hard as my sick baby was. Oh, yea, and he also told me that the reason Jaxon has a double ear infection is because he doesn't blow his nose enough. I'm sorry, but I didn't realize that 6 month olds knew how to blow their nose... I've been trying to teach him how though.
So... Wednesday night, I had a very sick baby on my hands. He started running a fever and was extremely clingy to his Mommy. Thursday morning, I was taking Jaxon to Mom's before school. It was her day to watch him. Mom ended up sending me to the doctor (not Dr. I of course) because I have a "bite" on my stomach that is very painful and starting to look very infected. I go see Dr. Jones and he gives me two antibiotics for the infection. He says that if they are not gone by Monday to come back and that he would have to drain them... gross.
So last night, little man decides that he's ready to go to bed at 8:15. I knew in the back of my mind that this wasn't a good idea, but I was so exhausted that I decided to go to sleep too. However, at 2 o'clock this morning, Jaxon woke up and was convinced that it was morning time. I put him in bed with us and he played with me until 3. At 3, I inform Justin that I have to have some sleep, so I leave the boys in the bed, and I head to the couch. I slept on the couch until 4:45 and then Justin yells at me to come back to bed because he can't get Jax to go to sleep or to stop crying. So I get back in bed, turn all the lights off and our room is pitch dark. Jaxon is sitting straight up in the middle of the bed in between us, playing with his toes. After a few minutes, I guess he realizes that no one will play with him, and he can't see anything, so he lays his head back and goes to sleep... crazy kid.
So now, here I am. Super tired. I hope my baby is at home, feeling better than I am. Yes, he has been very uncomfortable, yes he has had pain and oh my has he been fussy, but, honestly? He has two ear infections and red throat. We are so lucky. There are about a thousand other things that could go wrong in his little perfect bodies that I worry about, and thousands more that I don't even know about and therefore can't worry about, thankfully. There are people in the world who had babies born this very day whose bodies don't look right, kids in the world who found out today that they have diabetes and will have to learn how to inject insulin in themselves at home, at school, at sleepovers...for the rest of their lives, and there are families in the world who learned today that the tumors or growths or low blood cell counts in the little bodies of the children they fiercely love meant exactly what they feared. Life changes like that on a dime. Fussy as he's been this week, we did not have a bad week. We had a perfectly mundane fussy, sick baby and I will gladly do it again and again because I know there are families that would do anything, anything, to have had the pleasure of the time I just spent with my child, in our home, knowing he will get better.
Thanks for letting me vent, friends.
The last couple of days have been completely crazy. It all started on Tuesday night. Jaxon had checked out well at his 6 month check-up, but really started feeling bad on Tuesday night. He was pulling at his ears, coughing and acted like it really hurt him to swallow. I took him to Bridgette's Wednesday morning, and he didn't have a good day there. The little man just didn't feel good. When I picked him up, one look at him told me that he was sick.
So, off we went, back to the doctor. He was screaming as we walked into the pediatricians office. I asked to see doctor Whitson, but the receptionist told me that she was already gone for the day, and that I could see, well, let's just call him Dr. I (I for Idiot, of course). At this point, I think to myself, we just need an antibiotic, and it really doesn't matter who calls it in for us at this point. So I agree. They take us back to one of the little rooms, and Jax continues to scream at the top of his lungs for the next 30 minutes. Nothing helped. I walked, I rocked, I sang, I offered him his bottle, which he, very loudly turned down... Then in walks Dr. I. He asks me what's wrong with the baby. I explain about his ears and throat and that he won't eat. He cuts me off and asks, "Is he running a fever (in a very Indian accent)?" I tell him no. He says, "Then why did you bring him in?" So here goes Mom again, telling all of his symptoms, in a complete recap of what I had just told him. Dr. I looks very annoyingly at me and goes to get the little thing that doctors look into ears with. When he goes to put it in Jaxon's ear, like all babies, Jaxon's hand swiped him away. Dr. I then grabs my arm, and very forcefully places it on top of Jaxon's and says, "Hold it down!" This scares Jax even more and he cries even louder. Dr. I asks, "What's his name." I say, "Jaxon." Then he decides he'll yell at the baby. "Jaxon, Jaxon, Jaxon..." My eyes fill up with tears. I've about had it. He says, "Both of his ears are red like cherries." Then I lay him up on the table for Dr. I to look at his throat. Listen guys, I'm not exaggerating. It was this bad. The idiot grabs my little boy by both sides of his head, and spins him toward him by only holding his head! I'm not joking. I burst out in tears, pick him up, and start walking to the door. He tells me that he has an ear infection in both ears and red throat. I didn't stick around to see what else he had to say. I was crying as hard as my sick baby was. Oh, yea, and he also told me that the reason Jaxon has a double ear infection is because he doesn't blow his nose enough. I'm sorry, but I didn't realize that 6 month olds knew how to blow their nose... I've been trying to teach him how though.
So... Wednesday night, I had a very sick baby on my hands. He started running a fever and was extremely clingy to his Mommy. Thursday morning, I was taking Jaxon to Mom's before school. It was her day to watch him. Mom ended up sending me to the doctor (not Dr. I of course) because I have a "bite" on my stomach that is very painful and starting to look very infected. I go see Dr. Jones and he gives me two antibiotics for the infection. He says that if they are not gone by Monday to come back and that he would have to drain them... gross.
So last night, little man decides that he's ready to go to bed at 8:15. I knew in the back of my mind that this wasn't a good idea, but I was so exhausted that I decided to go to sleep too. However, at 2 o'clock this morning, Jaxon woke up and was convinced that it was morning time. I put him in bed with us and he played with me until 3. At 3, I inform Justin that I have to have some sleep, so I leave the boys in the bed, and I head to the couch. I slept on the couch until 4:45 and then Justin yells at me to come back to bed because he can't get Jax to go to sleep or to stop crying. So I get back in bed, turn all the lights off and our room is pitch dark. Jaxon is sitting straight up in the middle of the bed in between us, playing with his toes. After a few minutes, I guess he realizes that no one will play with him, and he can't see anything, so he lays his head back and goes to sleep... crazy kid.
So now, here I am. Super tired. I hope my baby is at home, feeling better than I am. Yes, he has been very uncomfortable, yes he has had pain and oh my has he been fussy, but, honestly? He has two ear infections and red throat. We are so lucky. There are about a thousand other things that could go wrong in his little perfect bodies that I worry about, and thousands more that I don't even know about and therefore can't worry about, thankfully. There are people in the world who had babies born this very day whose bodies don't look right, kids in the world who found out today that they have diabetes and will have to learn how to inject insulin in themselves at home, at school, at sleepovers...for the rest of their lives, and there are families in the world who learned today that the tumors or growths or low blood cell counts in the little bodies of the children they fiercely love meant exactly what they feared. Life changes like that on a dime. Fussy as he's been this week, we did not have a bad week. We had a perfectly mundane fussy, sick baby and I will gladly do it again and again because I know there are families that would do anything, anything, to have had the pleasure of the time I just spent with my child, in our home, knowing he will get better.
Thanks for letting me vent, friends.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Time... Please be Still...
Yesterday was J-Man's 6 month well baby check up. He did so well! It was also his last check up with Dr. Whitson, who will be leaving for St. Louis on Thursday. We will miss her! Before Dr. Whitson came in to check on Jaxon, he had lots of fun tearing up the paper on the table... (I don't know the technical term for the table that they make you lay down on at the doctor's office)? He single handedly demolished that paper.
Here's the score:
Weight: 18 lbs. 2 oz (75%)
Height: 28.5 in. (90%)
Head: 17.75 in. (80%): yea, Mommy has a big head.
He's getting way too big, way too quick. He is getting lots more hair (but still looks like Charlie Brown). His first tooth came in last Monday. His second came in this Sunday, and now he is working on tooth number three. He can say Mama when he's sad, and Dada when he's happy. He waves, sits up and army crawls. Where has our little baby gone? I look at all the changes that he's made, and pray that time with stand still- if only for a little while... My heart swells with pride every time I look at his sweet face.
Now that I'm sitting at the computer with tears in my eyes- I'll move on to a lighter note. I had my first observation as a student teacher from my MSU University Coordinator today, and every thing went exceptionally well. Praise the Lord! I have been blessed with a good group of students, and I find myself thinking about the opportunity that God has given me to impact these young lives. Seniors in high school are at a crossroads, and some of the smallest things that I say and do can help determine their attitude, actions, and ultimately the path that they choose. I pray that each of these students have parents that are supportive of them (however, I know that this isn't the case.) It makes me think about how much I love my little boy, and how in the blink of an eye, he will be sitting in these desks, filling out college applications and completeing his senior portfolio. I want to help build character in these students, but I realize that there is no task on earth that compares to the magnitude and importance of building character in my son. Teachers have the opportunities to shape lives. Mommies have the opportunity to do so much more. I am so thankful to be both.
But there is nothing on earth that blesses my heart more than being Jaxon's mommy.
Here's the score:
Weight: 18 lbs. 2 oz (75%)
Height: 28.5 in. (90%)
Head: 17.75 in. (80%): yea, Mommy has a big head.
He's getting way too big, way too quick. He is getting lots more hair (but still looks like Charlie Brown). His first tooth came in last Monday. His second came in this Sunday, and now he is working on tooth number three. He can say Mama when he's sad, and Dada when he's happy. He waves, sits up and army crawls. Where has our little baby gone? I look at all the changes that he's made, and pray that time with stand still- if only for a little while... My heart swells with pride every time I look at his sweet face.
Now that I'm sitting at the computer with tears in my eyes- I'll move on to a lighter note. I had my first observation as a student teacher from my MSU University Coordinator today, and every thing went exceptionally well. Praise the Lord! I have been blessed with a good group of students, and I find myself thinking about the opportunity that God has given me to impact these young lives. Seniors in high school are at a crossroads, and some of the smallest things that I say and do can help determine their attitude, actions, and ultimately the path that they choose. I pray that each of these students have parents that are supportive of them (however, I know that this isn't the case.) It makes me think about how much I love my little boy, and how in the blink of an eye, he will be sitting in these desks, filling out college applications and completeing his senior portfolio. I want to help build character in these students, but I realize that there is no task on earth that compares to the magnitude and importance of building character in my son. Teachers have the opportunities to shape lives. Mommies have the opportunity to do so much more. I am so thankful to be both.
But there is nothing on earth that blesses my heart more than being Jaxon's mommy.
Monday, September 1, 2008
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