Thursday, December 27, 2007


I LOVE the week between Christmas and New Years! It is possibly my favorite week of the year. Everette usually takes the week off of work and the best part is.... we don't go ANYWHERE!!! It is fabulous. Today... I am making a huge pot of ham and bean soup and yummy cornbread and whoever from our family is invited over to eat it. Everette, his brother, and his dad are making storage shelves in the basement. Really an excuse to use his air nailer he got for Christmas, but they all seem to be having fun. More on Christmas fun later.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Who am I???

Lately I am alarming myself. I am behaving in ways that are contradictory to what I thought was my nature...Example....
This morning, Everette and I popped out of bed at 5:30 AM. Jonathan (who went to bed an hour before us was still sleeping)> by 6:15 we decided to go out for breakfast. We weren't even sure Cracker Barrel was open at this time of day (we assumed they were, but we got worried when the lights were low). I don't think there has ever been a time in my life that I woke up at 5:30 for no reason, and actually decided to get out of bed. I am worrying myself.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Pre-Christmas Tragedy

News Flash......
Unfortunately the ADORABLE reindeer hat was eaten by the dog.
We are all sad around here.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

More Pictures

Finally Long awaited photos.
There are a bunch of adorable Christmas ones... too many to choose so if you go to my website... or click here you can see... Jonathan's Christmas photos

Here are a few other random pictures!

Everette and Jonathan both fell asleep on the couch one evening and I thought they looked so cute. I went to take their pictures and then I realized why they were sleeping so soundly!
The power of the bottle!

I can't get enough of this hat! It is the cutest thing Ever!!!!
Jonathan had finally graduated to 0-3 month clothes... this is my favorite outfit in the bigger size!!!

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

SO this is what everyone has been talking about

You have to see it to believe it. Jonathan for the first few months of his life was a very "neat" baby. He never spit up, he didn't drool, and he only pooped once a day. We were barely changing diapers and wearing clothes more than once. How naive I was. Now that Jonathan has been supplementing with formula he is like a totally different kid. Top it off with the fact that he is congested and it makes for some incredibly gross stories. Here are a few highlights.
Saturday was the night Jonathan first started getting really sick. We were all lying in bed watching CSI: Miami--thank you paper clip, and Jonathan was sucking down a bottle. Now He had nursed, and had one bottle and now he was working on two. I knew in my head that this seemed like too much for a little tiny baby, but he really acted like he wanted it. Plus I am still grappling with the concept that my baby was not gaining weight at all. So I let him have it. He burped and everything seemed to be fine. He finished and lay contented if not drugged. After about 15 mins I sat him upright. Again everything seemed fine. a few minutes later the geyser erupted. I am not talking spit up I am talking rotten milk, empty your stomach projectile vomiting all over our sheets (This is why Everette, in his anal retentive wisdom, makes me wash the dirty sheets as soon as we change them).
Another time Jonathan was looking festive in his Christmas Jammies and adorable reindeer hat pictures to come). So I thought I would have an impromptu photo session. Things were going well, I had an alert, happy, smiley baby. All of a sudden his dinner appeared on his festive jammies. Thankfully, his outfit had puckered at the top and the spit up collected into a nice neat little pool, unfortunately I was hoping to have him wear it the next day so his gramma and granpa could see him. Fortunately, I got lots of pictures. Which by the way, you will see soon, it is just that the camera is downstairs and I am too lazy to walk down and get it.

Monday, December 10, 2007

The Spare

So Jonathan is almost three months old and for three months I have been carrying an extra outfit and an extra onsie and an extra pair of socks. The same pair, Jonathan just hasn't used it, he has never had a diaper blow out and he has never spit up. Until now. We were at the Dr's office for our weight check and I was giving him his extra bottle. He had almost three ounces and I kept trying to burp him, but nothing would come. Finally, it came, along with the rest of the bottle.... it was gross and it was all over his outfit. Wouldn't you know it at that moment the nurse called out his name. Well the outfit was coming off anyway.
Good news Jonathan tanked on a whole pound in one week. Bad news, he has a bit of a cold... so do I so does Everette. anther milestone.. that outfit that has been in his diaper he has grown out of.. time to upgrade to the 0-3 month clothes!!!

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

How Can So Much Come From Someone So Small?

So some of you know Jonathan has had a little trouble gaining weight. At his two month check-up he was only 7.8 so the pediatrician (whom I love--Thank you Michelle and Brian) has me supplementing with formula after every feeding. I have a lot of mixed feelings about it (the biggest one being that I want to do what is best for him), but this is not the point. The point is that Jonathan hadn't pooped since last Thursday(we went to the dr on Tuesday so this was five days). Soon after we began the formula (tuesday evening) we had a poop. It was relatively significant in size and smell. However this evening Jonathan pooped the largest poo he had ever pooped in his life. A very significant moment. Everette was excited it was like some bizarre right of passage. All I knew is that it smelled(s) terrible (we all know none of those diaper contraptions can mask the smell of a stinky poo) and it took five wipes to clean the whole thing up. Thankfully I had the foresight to remove his socks before the diaper so when I drew back in dismay and let go of his foot and of course it went directly onto the poo, I only had to use a wipe instead of starting a load of laundry right away from one measly (but very stinky) sock.
On a positive note... we met with the lactation nurse today and he has gained 5 oz since yesterday!

p.s. I know people only read this for the pictures, but I really felt that for this a picture would be too much. I promise I will post more later.