Dear Gage, Happy One Week of Life! Wednesday, December 16, 2009 at 12:30pm
So, yesterday you turned one week old. Coincidentally, it was also the best night of sleep you and I have had since I brought you home. You slept from 10-3 and 4:30-9. Do you realize thats more than NINE HOURS of sleep?? Thank you!! But, your dad was a little disappointed since he didnt get to hold you before he went to work today.
You're already getting heavier, and your cheeks are getting fuller. Of course, mommy loves the cheeks, so no complaints from me. You're pretty easy to deal with, and your daddy and I love you soo much. Even if you weren't easy to deal with, we would still love you, of course!
Tomorrow I will be turning 25. My dream was to have my first baby by this time. I have to say, being married to your daddy and making you have made all my dreams come true. Aunt Suzanne will be watching you while daddy and I go out. But, I promise to miss you a LOT! Daddy made arrangements because he's so thoughtful and loving.
You are very alert, always looking around. I put you in your bouncer for the first time, and your eyes glazed over with all there was to take in, with the hanging toys and such. You won't really take a pacifier, but your dad got you to take one for a bit last night. I think you're going to listen to him more than me. But, that's ok. You always calm down when he talks, even if he isn't talking directly to you. I love watching him hold you, your matching blonde heads close together. And, we are always stealing kisses on your cheeks, even when you're fussy. It pisses you off when you're waiting to eat, and I am munching on your fingers, but you probably won't let me do that when you're in college.
When you wake up early to eat, and I know we only have a couple more hours til the day starts, I let you fall asleep on my chest instead of putting you back in your bassinet after I burp you. I know you'll be too big way too soon, and I don't want to miss out on any cuddle time with you. We will only have these moments with you once.
Nothing made me happier than holding you for the first time, and I swear it was an eternity before they brought you to me. You weren't exactly breathing and screaming heartily when you were born, and they had to make sure you were going to be alright. You had the cord wrapped around your neck twice (however did you manage that?!!?) when you were born. Your heartbeat was always fine, but you struggled to breathe and about 9 nurses rushed in to see you. That was the longest wait, waiting to hear you cry. Waiting to hold you. But there you were, and here you are now.
I love you, Gage. I love you for always and I am the luckiest mommy in the world. Happy one week!
Mommy
Snapshots of the insanity that runs rampant in our lives... And how we love every freakin' minute of it.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
The Birth
Well, the birth of this blog. I have been needing a place to chart and document my first pregnancy. I am almost 6 months along now. We are having a precious baby boy due December 5th. Mommy is hoping he isn't late! We have a lot of things going on in December. My birthday, Christmas, our Anniversary.
I love thinking back over our life together so far. What's so exciting,really, is that we haven't had that much time together. And there is so much life left to live, Lord willing.
Curtis and I were introduced in November of 2007, right before Thanksgiving. He was perfectly sweet and appropriately slow in asking me for a first date. By the time he and I met for the first time, we had talked every day for two weeks and I couldn't wait to finally meet the guy. Let me assure you, my husband is extremely charming. Anyone and everyone who talks to him likes him. Even our son, in utero, responds to him when he talks to my belly.
We had our first date, and according to him, we are still on it. We spent a lot of time together right after we met because he broke his leg at work, and I took care of him when I wasn't at work. It brought us together in a way that not many things in life can, especially so early in a relationship. We have no doubt that God used that broken bone (well both the tibia and fibula) to teach us a few things along the way. We fell in love somewhere along the way.
Curtis proposed almost a year after our first date on Thanksgiving of 2008 and we got married New Years Eve that same year. We nearly killed eachother the first month we were married, but getting adjusted takes time. We were soon praying about starting our family, and our little blessing was conceived shortly after. People may wait a long time to start a family, but not us. We wanted to get started and go from here.
And, here we are. The first few months of this pregnancy were hard on us. I didn't have morning sickness, thank the Lord. But, I was emotionally a wreck. I have always been pretty in touch with how I feel. I don't bottle things up, I wear my heart on my sleeve.
When you're pregnant and the hormones and the emotions are already crazy, it's a little overwhelming. Curtis was mostly a saint when my head spun around like Linda Blair in The Exorcist. I broke things. I'll make a list of those things in another posting. :) But, we moved into our two bedroom apartment and have settled in here, and things are about a million percent better.
More to come. So much more to come.
I love thinking back over our life together so far. What's so exciting,really, is that we haven't had that much time together. And there is so much life left to live, Lord willing.
Curtis and I were introduced in November of 2007, right before Thanksgiving. He was perfectly sweet and appropriately slow in asking me for a first date. By the time he and I met for the first time, we had talked every day for two weeks and I couldn't wait to finally meet the guy. Let me assure you, my husband is extremely charming. Anyone and everyone who talks to him likes him. Even our son, in utero, responds to him when he talks to my belly.
We had our first date, and according to him, we are still on it. We spent a lot of time together right after we met because he broke his leg at work, and I took care of him when I wasn't at work. It brought us together in a way that not many things in life can, especially so early in a relationship. We have no doubt that God used that broken bone (well both the tibia and fibula) to teach us a few things along the way. We fell in love somewhere along the way.
Curtis proposed almost a year after our first date on Thanksgiving of 2008 and we got married New Years Eve that same year. We nearly killed eachother the first month we were married, but getting adjusted takes time. We were soon praying about starting our family, and our little blessing was conceived shortly after. People may wait a long time to start a family, but not us. We wanted to get started and go from here.
And, here we are. The first few months of this pregnancy were hard on us. I didn't have morning sickness, thank the Lord. But, I was emotionally a wreck. I have always been pretty in touch with how I feel. I don't bottle things up, I wear my heart on my sleeve.
When you're pregnant and the hormones and the emotions are already crazy, it's a little overwhelming. Curtis was mostly a saint when my head spun around like Linda Blair in The Exorcist. I broke things. I'll make a list of those things in another posting. :) But, we moved into our two bedroom apartment and have settled in here, and things are about a million percent better.
More to come. So much more to come.
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