Why?

I was going to make this a fun post about my darling little boy. After finding this blog, I just can't seem to do that. Instead I'm sitting at my desk full of "why" questions and tears. Why do children get cancer? Why does a parent have to endure such heartache? Why in this day in age do we not have medicine or a better means than chemo to stop cancer from growing? Why can't our love be enough?

I've copied Michelle.....

and added my family on here. How much fun.. thanks for sharing Michelle! I will leave you with my silhouette and a few pictures of Philip with his first banana. Boy oh boy did he love his banana!


My Family from WiddlyTinks.com










At this point I think he wanted to be left alone with his banana! :)

I just found this on another blog that I have been reading for awhile now. Please pray for baby harper.

Bath boy.....

Since I wasn't able to get any pictures up yesterday, I took the time to take a few while he was in his bath. Right now we just put him in our sink and he loves it. Soon he will be too big though and I'll have to start breaking my back with him in the big bathtub. We start running the water and he just gets so excited about what is coming next. Here are a few pictures. He wouldn't look at me though, stinker!




See the intensity in his face......he is looking at Daddy and thinking that Daddy needs a bath too!



Dang! Dropped my toy down there.....



This is a new trick that he has learned. Must be something Daddy has taught him!

Here is a link to the video of him in his bath. I would post it, but some of you have trouble with the videos on blogs.

http://s141.photobucket.com/albums/r73/rynamy/?action=view&current=Bathboy.flv

8 months old..... ::sigh::

Can you believe it? My baby is 8 months old....TODAY! Boy time just flies by..... I remember finding out I was pregnant, like it was yesterday. I was trying to upload pictures at work, and my computer wasn't cooperating with me. I'll try to post them when i get home tonight. Right now I'm stuck in a meat locker, and I'm not even talking outside. My room is so cold that running cold water honestly warms them up. It is a balmy 12 degrees outside and it's 58 degrees in my office. How ridiculous is that? I put in a work order to have them get me some heat, but that was over a week ago. I don't think these are good working conditions......by any means.

**update....someone must have heard me because they came in and fixed my heat during lunch. It is now up to 60 degrees..... yeah!

Walker......

Oh my goodness we have a mover on our hands. My mom and dad were watching Philip this weekend, as both Ryan and I had to work, and decided to get his walker out. None of us knew he would catch on so fast. We have a tile floor in our kitchen and in his slippery pj's he was able to make it all the way across the floor before my realized what he was doing. She turned him around and he took off back the other way. What a goof he is. He now knows how to turn his walker when he is about to run into something so he can head back the other way. He just sits and opens the cupboards and closes them. He has a lip on his walker that doesn't allow the doors to open all the way, so he can't reach in them thank goodness. I'm hoping that Ryan will have at least Sunday off this week so we can go and buy our locks for the cupboard doors. We need to get that done now.

Ryan worked 7 days last week......in total he ended up with 66 hours, and sunday was double time. Sunday alone paid for our daycare, which is nice and all, it just would be nicer to have him home. I guess I was spoiled when we were both off during the 2 weeks for the holidays. He falls asleep by 8 most nights, since he gets up at 5, and I'm up until between 10 and 11 by myself. There isn't anything wrong with having my me time, it would just be nice to have a little help preparing for the next day. By the time I get to work, I'm exhausted already because I have spent the whole morning focused on Philip and trying to get me ready for work. Then at 3 it starts all over again. I know, enough whining....sorry!

Philip is getting very good at pulling himself up these days. He is even getting brave enough to walk between the table and Ryan's chair. Now mind you, they touch eachother, but he is still walking on hanging on to the chair. He knows how to move his feet and take steps. My baby is growing up way too fast!

Blueberries......

Who would have known that blueberries of all things would give my little guy a terrible reaction? He was introduced to blueberries on Wednesday night and then again on Thursday morning in the form of ger.ber gradua.tes blueberry puffs. The poor little guy broke out in a rash that covered his head, tummy, back and butt. A few hours after the sitter took them away, the rash began to disappear. The doctors office thought that maybe he had roseola but after she talked with the doctor he thought it was the blueberries. So, needless to say no blueberries for my little guy anymore. Too bad too because we love blueberry muffins. I guess that some kids can outgrow their allergies, so we may be able to try him on blueberries again someday. Ryan has severe food allergies.....he can't have chicken, walnuts, cashews, hazelnuts, coconut and pineapple. If he accidently ingests any of these it is off to the hospital for us. Poor guy. Let's just hope that baby doesn't fall into the same category as daddy!

A little of this and that.....

I'm sitting at my desk today feeling a little emotional. I'm filled with happiness at how good 2008 was to me and how 2009 will be even better as we enter a new year with our little buglet. Our little man has brought so much joy and happiness to us.....I never in my wildest dreams realized how much fun this would be. He is an absolute joy to be around. My bad days aren't so bad and my good days are even better. He is the light of my life and I can't imagine him not being here. Last night I got home from work and watched my husband and my son roll around on the floor laughing and giggling. The sight brought me to tears, and even just typing that makes me teary eyed, because that little boy is mine. He is ours......forever!

I am amazed at how fast he is doing things. He learns something new everyday. He started crawling on December 6, just shy of his 7 month birthday. He worked at it for awhile, and was very good at moving backwards. The forward motion took a little longer for him. To the amusement of my family, he actually started crawling for a cheerio coupon. I'm a big time coupon clipper from way back, so I guess it is only fitting. One week later he began moving around the house with great ease. He began getting into everything. Watching him look at something, studying it is a sight. He takes in everything.

On the 16th he pulled himself up for the first time. I was home with him that day, as he wasn't feeling good and didn't sleep most of the night. We put him on the floor and then barricade him with objects he can't crawl over. We have a long livingroom and he gets half of that plus his room to play in. I put him on the floor and went to make him his favorite breakfast, butter toast, and came back in to him on his knees. I sat down and watched him and was actually able to catch him pulling himself up with the digital camera. I was in shock! He had only been crawling for a little over a week now.....he shouldn't be pulling himself up. So I put him back down on the ground and watched as he did it again. Now, he doesn't sit still. He pulls himself up on everything, and while doing so, says "up!" It is the cutest thing. I just love watching him learn.