Happy One Month, John!

It seems impossible that John is a month old today... He had his one month check up today, in fact. He now weighs 10 pounds, 4 ounces. He's in the 75th percentile for both height and weight. He had a great check up. But next week he's having an ultrasound on his hips. Apparently, it's standard for breech babies. They check to see if the hip socket is loose, which can happen because of their position in the womb. If it is, he'll need a harness for a few months. We're praying he won't need the harness.

John's 1 month picture

Noah's 1 month picture

Whenever the camera appears, Noah wants his picture taken...

I think we're starting to adjust. Noah is definitely adjusting. He's still having trouble being obedient. He's figured out he can get away with stuff when I'm nursing John. I'm not really sure what to do about that... Any ideas? (Yelling and making idol threats doesn't count.)

John is a good eater and sleeper. It seems during the day he would sleep for a rather long time if I didn't wake him. But, I try to wake him so that he eats every 3 hours during the day.

Noah always asks where John is if we come out without him. He wants to hold him all the time too. He thinks he's big enough to pick him up...

We're dying for some nice weather. Noah needs to get out and burn some energy... We've had a few nice days, but it's still really wet. I'm certainly ready for spring!

You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

I nearly forgot the funniest thing Noah said this week...

I went to get him up from his nap one day. He said to me, "Did you eat a Thin Mint?" I asked why he thought that. He sniffed great big and said, "I can smell it."

Another Snapshot

While we were still at the hospital when John was born, Noah was very off his schedule. He had late naps and late bedtimes because he was visiting us. Noah never falls asleep anymore unless he's in his bed... He was very tired.

Settling in at home.

Feeding the babies.

When John had his first doctors appointment, my mom dropped John and I off and took Noah to Trader Joe's so he could do some shopping.

There's always room on mommy's lap.

Golfing at the Hair Saloon while daddy gets a haircut.

The weekend after we came home from the hospital, we took Noah to the park. It was sort of warmish. He mostly just wandered around watching the other kids. (There were 896 kids there. I thought it would be crowded, but not that crowded.)


Yesterday, Noah woke up really early and was sick. Poor little guy...

Watching a movie with the thermometer.

Tuckered out from being sick and up so early.

Eating some toast on the couch.

You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

This morning, Noah was sitting in his highchair eating breakfast. Greg was on the computer. Noah said, "Daddy, you need a spanking." We asked him why. He said, "Because you touched the computer."

Greg and Noah were out running errands. They saw a dead squirrel on the road. Greg said, "Ewe!" Noah piped in and said "He has a bad bonker."

Noah randomly said to me this week, "Relax, mommy."

Greg and Noah were playing hide and seek. Greg was hiding. Noah was having a little trouble finding him, so Greg said, "Pssst." Noah answered (in a whisper), "Yeah."

Name That Baby

A.


B.

C.

And, just for kicks... Cover up the hair on this picture and who do you have?

Our New Life in a Snapshot

Waiting to go home



Oops!

Sharing Froggy

Holding Baby John

Having blue Gatorade

Matching Shirts

This is what happens when daddy does the dressing.

Noah with Julie and the fabulous cookies she made.

How did all this fit inside me???

Elvis

Playing Outside

You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

My mom was bringing Noah to the hospital to visit when John was born. On the way, Noah announced he had a board meeting tonight. On the way home, he said "turn right on Manchester."

Another time on the way home from the hospital, my mom said they would take the short cut. They got turned around. Noah kept asking, "Is this the cutter way, MiMi?"

Last Sunday morning, I called Noah to tell him good morning when we got up. The first thing he said was "Can we come see you next, mommy?" (It kind of broke my heart a little bit...)

Noah got in trouble for standing in his high chair. I went to get him out of his time out and was talking to him about why he was in trouble. He said "it's dangerous."

I was giving my mom our address. Once I said the street address, Noah pipped in with the city and zip code.

I was feeding John. Noah asked if I was going to feed him on the other tummy.

The Arrival

John made his debut via c-section on Thursday, February 25 at 12:18 pm. He weighed 7 pounds, 11 ounces and was 20 inches long. We think he looks very much like his brother. Noah thinks John is pretty cool. He wants to hold him all the time.

You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

A few days ago we went to a particular store (we'll call it Store X). I generally don't do much shopping at said store, but there was something I needed I thought they would have. I was trying to make just one stop instead of two. Turns out they didn't have the one I needed. Later, on the phone, I said to my mom, "I don't like Store X." A couple of days later, Noah and I drove by another one (not even the same one we went to). He said, "I don't like Store X." He doesn't miss anything...

During Noah's party, I was talking to my friend Amy. She looked over at Noah and laughed. He had out a duster and was dusting off the piano. She commented on how only my child would be dusting during their own party. (He is a little particular, like his mother.)

The morning after Noah's birthday party, when he woke up, he was singing "Happy Birthday" to himself. It was quite funny.

We were on our way to the gym a few nights ago. We were waiting to make a left turn. Noah said, "Watch out, Greg!"

We were getting off the highway today. I accidentally ran over those little bumpy things on the side of the road. Noah asked, "Did you have a big toot?"

We put Noah to bed the other night. He'd been in there and quite for 15 or 20 minutes. We thought he was asleep. All of the sudden, this little voice yells, "BOO-YAH!"

This morning I was putting Noah's clothes on him. He has a fairly big head (90th precentile, to be exact). Sometimes we have a little trouble getting our shirts on. When his head popped through the hole he said, "I have a big head. Room for lots of brains."

Today we were at the hospital completing our pre-registration for the c-section tomorrow. We had to go to about 6 different places. We were all over the place. With no prompting from anyone, Noah comments, "This is complicated."

Stubborn...Like His Mother

John still hasn't turned. I'm still having faith! But either way, we'll have a healthy baby in the next few days. That's the important part. I had a dream last night that he turned. I hope it was prophetic! The little widget baby is now head down now too. It's been head up all this time...

Today at church, I took a picture with my friend Kim. Our due dates are two weeks apart. We thought we needed one last picture together. We're both having boys.

Stay tuned for the arrival update...

It's True, Noah's Two!

Believe it or not, Noah turned 2 on the 18th. Has it really been 2 years???

2008

2009

2010

I made Noah a special breakfast for his birthday. He took one bite and wanted his usual oatmeal. Oh well! I then proceeded to store the egg, sausage, and cheese biscuits in the pantry. Greg found them at 8:30 that night. I was so irritated that we had to throw them all away. What can you do?

We had lunch with daddy...at Fortel's. Oddly enough, that's where we had Noah's birthday lunch last year too. Life father, like son...

For dinner, we went to Longhorn. After we ate, they brought out a birthday treat for Noah, ice cream with chocolate syrup and whipped cream...lots of whipped cream. Noah is not a big fan of the whipped cream. We tried to scoop it off and just let him eat the ice cream, but he wasn't very interested.

For his birthday, we got him a basketball goal. He loves it. We've had a little trouble pulling him away from it to get dressed, or leave, or whatever... He always says, "I want to shoot it." He's pretty good too.

MiMi and Poppy came on Friday. MiMi and I took Noah "fwimming" as he says. He always wants to go and I keep telling him I'll take him... I thought I'd better do it before the opportunity is gone. At first, he had a death grip on me with all fours. Eventually, we got him to loosen up. He had a very good time. My mom took some video and posted it on PhotoBucket. (Click here to watch it. There are two.)

Saturday we had Noah's party. He had so much fun! He was bouncing off the walls. I think he was still on his sugar high today. He wanted to blow out his candle twice.

You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

Noah says some very funny things. I decided to start posting them on the blog. Where else can you shamelessly talk about your babies excessively??

On occasion, I have to use the nasal aspirator on Noah when he wakes up in the morning. He calls it his boogie. I use a Nasopure for myself, which Noah refers to as my boogie or nose hose. The other day, I was using it and he said, "That's a good job using your nose hose, mommy. Doesn't it feel better to get your boogies out?" (I always say that to him because he usual fights me when I try to use the aspirator on him.)

His birthday is this week. I went out to get the mail yesterday and came in with a package. He said "Who gave that to me, mommy?" as soon as he saw it. Now how did he even know it was for him?


A few days ago, Noah ate the last graham cracker. On more than one occasion since then, when we've been out running errands, he's said, "We need some graham crackers." I told him we'd get them at the grocery store. Today we went to the grocery store. He reminded me on the way. Then, he was not paying attention when I put them in the cart. On the way home he said, "Did we get some graham crackers, mommy?" As my mom says, an elephant never forgets.

Yesterday, we went to church for Bible study. When we got out of the car, Noah found the only puddle between the car and the door and stomped in it. He then stomped through the snow even though I was trying to guide him away from it. This was all going in. He did the same thing coming out only in reverse order. Boys...

A Scheduled Arrival

We have scheduled a c-section for little John. It will be next Thursday, February 25. They will check again before they begin to make sure he hasn't turned. I'm praying and hoping he will turn before then...and still standing on my head.

The Results

So, we had the external version this morning. All went well, except he didn't turn. A little disappointing, but there were no complications which is what we were really praying for. So, now the plan is to have a scheduled c-section...unless of course, he decides to turn on his own between now and then. We still praying for that and trusting that God has a plan for us.

The version was not as bad as I was anticipating. Greg said he kept waiting for me to wince. It was quite uncomfortable, but really not like I expected. My stomach feels a little raw now, but the spot where the IV was hurts worse.

We took a picture of me before we left the house this morning, just in case... (I've been really bad about documenting my growth. But let's face it, I was with Noah too.)

Funny Dude

My mom is currently on a mission trip in Jamaica. When she's home, every evening she asks me if Noah said anything funny. Generally, the answer is yes. So, mom, here is a brief list of just a few of the funny things Noah said or did while you were gone.

One morning I was cleaning him up from breakfast and I said, "Noah, you have toast in your ear." He replied, "How'd that happen?"

Last weekend, Greg was skiing and as mentioned, my mom was gone, so my dad came for a visit. Saturday morning after I came out from getting ready, my dad said he changed the batteries in Noah's drum. I asked how he knew where to find the batteries. Noah told him where to find the batteries and the screw driver.

Our brother-in-law went skiing with Greg. He left his car parked in our driveway. Noah never saw him. He was in bed when he got here and left. He looked out the window and said "I don't know whose car that is, mommy."

Saturday morning when my dad got up, his hair was slightly disheveled... Noah said "What happened to your hair, Poppy?

Monday night, I went to get a pedicure. As I was pulling out of the neighborhood, Greg called and asked if his wallet was in the car. He said when he hung up the phone, Noah said, "Where's your wallet, daddy?"


When Noah wants something, he'll say "It's my turn, mommy." For example, he wanted to zip his coat himself...

John's Room

Not totally finished yet, but close...

Deep Questions, by Noah

Where is heaven, Mommy?

(Is an almost 2 year old supposed to ask questions like that?)

The Things a Mother Will Do...

...to try to get her baby to turn.

"Hang upside down"



Wear motion sickness bands on her ankles at a particular pressure point.