Not Happy

My boy keeps spitting up all over himself, it was so bad yesterday that I took him straight to the bath tub... he didn't like it. Funny enough, he's even cute when he's mad.




By the way... the spitting seems to be because he's overeating. Why doesn't he let me know that he's full? Don't normal babies stop eating when they've had enough? What should I do? Any advice is welcome.

Day Out

My mother told me that it had been too long since I gave you lots of pictures to look at so here you go... These are from this last week. We went to the Factory and had a picnic lunch out on the yard. The people you may not recognize are our friends Ed and Leah. Their oldest little boy is Samuel, and the youngest is Joel. It was a PERFECT day for a picnic and we really enjoyed ourselves. The little girl in one of the pictures doesn't belong to anyone we know, but she was really cute playing with Samuel.

Like a Father

I am sorry I haven't put up more pictures of our boy yet, we've been insanely busy with guests in and out of the house. Right now our friends Ed and Leah are visiting with their two boys, Samuel and Joel. We are having a great time. Joel is just three weeks older than Andrew and it is amazing to see the differences. Rusty has just started back to his second job so his time is very limited at home. Man am I lucky to have a husband who will work two jobs so that I can stay home with our baby. What I've realized this week is that my love for Andrew is unlike my love for anyone else in my life. I love my family, my friends, and my husband, and though all those loves are different, they have similarities. I just can't believe that there is nothing like a parent's love for a child. You can't help but make the parallel to God. I've always looked at God as a Father and compared the analogy to my relationship with my father. I am blessed to have a dad who wears the title, Father, like a gold medal. But, now that I am a mother, I am looking at my relationship with God a little differently. If God is our Father, than we are his children. Now that I have a child I see that that is a love with no strings. Andrew is nothing but an inconvenience to me. He demands my time and energy and gives me nothing in return. I have to wake up in the middle of the night to feed him and all he does is give me a dirty diaper in return. We are nothing but an inconvenience to God and He loves us like a Father. WOW! God is good. We don't deserve His love, yet He gives it to us like a father to a child (at least how a father should to a child). I hope that you all have recieved the love of the Father... there is nothing like it.

Our week

This last week was a good one. Mom was here for most of it, but left me to my own devices on Monday! We spent most of our time at the house but made a few outings to the grocery store, the mall, target, and Rusty's little league team's baseball game. Andrew really enjoys being outside, one of our tricks to get him to calm down when he's fussy is to take him on a walk. Mom did this a LOT while she was here. We had Andrew's one month check up and found out that he's growing just like he's supposed to. He now weighs 8lbs 11oz. He's getting so big. The doctor gave me permission to start cutting his feedings down because he was nursing for an hour every time and I was about to LOSE my mind. He said that fifteen minutes on each side is more than enough. So we're fighting that battle right now. I know it will pay off in the end, but today has been a hard day because of the crying. I have survived my first day all on my own, and I'm feeling pretty confidant that I can keep this kid alive. I feel so lucky to be able to stay home with my baby because I have a husband who's willing to do what it takes to make that a priority. I am so in love with my boys. Here are some pictures from this week. Notice Andrew's baseball outfit for the baseball game. MAN HE'S CUTE.


Grandma and Andrew taking their adorable nap... notice the sagging pacifier.


terrible picture as far as photography is concerned, but LOOK AT THOSE EYES!


My little baseball boy

My boys

Mom and I met Rusty for lunch yesterday. It was a GORGEOUS day. We sat outside at Moe's and Rusty got to snuggle with his boy for a while before going back to work. There's nothing like seeing my boys together.

In Awe

I am in awe of God's goodness when I look at my little boy. I can't beleive this little thing was grown inside of me. His hands and his feet are fully formed. He's a complete little person! I still cry every once in a while just from looking at him. I certainly didn't deserve this blessing, but I'm glad God gave it.

Grandma's Visit so far

Mom is here being SO helpful. She is spoiling all of us rotten. She snuggles with the boy, cooks and cleans for me and Rusty... we're not going to let her go home. She helps me so much in the middle of the night by burping, changing, swaddling, and putting Andrew back to bed after I feed him, so that I can go right back to sleep. I have gotten much more sleep because she is here. We have done really well with our feeding schedule though, and have for the last two nights only had to feed twice in the night. I've got a good little boy.

Big Beautiful Eyes

My beautiful boy has been staying awake for longer periods of time, showing us his big blue eyes! He wins staring contests every time.

Gradual Wake Up

After feeding Andrew he sleep for about ten minutes, wakes up for about 30 minutes, then sleeps until the next feeding time. We caught some of the cute things he does as he wakes up from his milk-drunk slumber.

my sweet sleeping baby

Andrew is so cute when he sleeps! He doesn't do it as often as we'd like at nightime anymore... but we're getting there. Also, his legs are not broken, they are just much too short for his gigantic pj's.