I missed some.....

events that I should have blogged. Naughty me! First off, happy 34th birthday to my husband and happy 6 month birthday to my son. Both events happened on November 14 and I didn't blog them. Ooops. I can't believe that my little man is 6 months old already. He is getting so big! We go to the doc on Monday so I'll have stats then for you. On Friday I was changing him and getting him ready to go the sitters. I was putting overalls on him and he was getting mad at me. He didn't want to be fussed with and was letting that be known. As I'm pulling up his pants he starts screaming "da-da. da-da." I laughed and went silly boy, mommy isn't hurting you. So he gets a frown on his head and starts in again "da-da-da-da. da-da." only louder this time. Finally Ryan comes in and asks what all the racquet is about and I tell him that I'm dressing Philip and he isn't having any of it. Ryan laughs, leans over gives Philip a kiss and says "Da da loves you!" Philip looks up at Ryan and with a smile on his face says "Da-da." It was the cutest thing ever and brought me to tears. Ryan couldn't have asked for a better birthday gift. Now all I hear in the house is da da da da. ALL THE TIME! I carry the kid for 9 months and he says "da da" first. Go figure.

He is so ready to crawl. I expect him to take off any day now. He rocks back and forth on his hands and knees and has such determination in his eyes. Then he gets frustrated and lays himself back down. Poor kid is trying really hard and is so close. He is sitting up really well now and every now and then will fall backwards, which he really doesn't care for much. Can't blame him, I'm sure it doesn't feel good. He can roll over to his tummy now and gets right up into the crawling position. I'll have to take a movie of it and post it. It's so cute.

Happy 6 month birthday baby!

Happy Pumpkin Day!

Happy Pumpkin day from my pumpkin!

I've been gone too long!

Oh my, I don't even know where to start........I have missed so much that there are too many updates, so we will start small. Philip got his first tooth last wednesday. Bottom left came in. Boy oh boy was he crabby. I felt so bad for him and we ended up giving him tylenol every night before bed. Poor kiddo wasn't happy at all. I can't say I blame him though. He also got his first word that day. Can you believe it? First word already! I was telling a fellow teacher about Philip's big accomplishment, being a proud momma and all, and the teacher ended up making me feel stupid in front of everyone. The comment was "Do you think your kid is a genius or something?" What? I was just excited that Philip actually said something, besides babble, and that it made perfect sense what he said. I am far from saying my child is brilliant. He is normal and not every child is textbook. Funny I would have to tell a TEACHER that, huh? Anywho, guess what his first word was? Not momma, dadda or babba.........nope his first word was NUM NUMS. It is so funny to hear him SCREAM this every time he wants to eat. I talk baby talk to him, which I know some think you shouldn't, but he is only little once. I ask him everyday if he wants num nums when he starts whimpering. Never did I expect him to yell it at me one day. He sits in his chair and just screams "NUM NUM NUM NUM NUM NUM" which is so funny! Once you start to give him his food he shuts his eyes turns his head to the side and says "MMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Too goofy.

I said I didn't know where to start because since last week, Philip has gotten his second tooth. Bottom right came through sometime sunday night into monday morning. He went to bed hard on Sunday and was a crab. Poor kid had every right to be though, I'm sure getting teeth hurts something fierce.

I will leave you with a couple of pics so I have more to post about tomorrow!



Here he is all decked out for his MSU and UofM game. GO STATE!



He helped me pick pumpkins for the kindergarten classes!

5 months old already!

Oh my goodness time sure flies! I can't believe my little guy is 5 months old already. He is just growing like a weed. I don't have the latest pictures to put up because my dad borrowed the cord to the camera and hasn't returned it yet. Nice.....what a good grandpa! He is getting his first teeth, so he hasn't been a happy camper at night. During the day he is good for the sitter, but when he gets sleepy then he gets cranky. I don't blame him, I'm sure it hurts. He is even crying in his sleep lately. He'll be snoring and sound asleep and then cry. I finally brought him into bed with me this morning and let him nurse for a little while. It seemed to help. I'm sure it's his teeth trying to come in. He gets up on his hands and knees now so I don't think crawling is too far off. He wants to get down and play with everything and run with the kiddos, he just can't put it all together enough yet. I need to start baby proofing the house. We are no where close to being ready for him to crawl yet. I will post pictures soon! Just wanted to say happy 5th month to my little guy! Mommy sure loves him!

Ugh.....it has been one of those weeks!

I just hate it when the week starts off rough! On saturday I woke up with the worst bladder infection of my life. I would take labor any day over the pain I was feeling from this bladder infection! OMG it was horrendous! I had the pain, frequent and intense urgency to pee and blood. Yep, I had it all. I called the doc on call and he told me he would call something in for me that I could take while I'm breastfeeding......if I couldn't take it then I didn't want it. He agreed that it wouldn't be a problem and that I would feel relief by Sunday afternoon. Yeah, didn't happen! I was just as miserable on Sunday as I was on Saturday. I thought I'll just give it time and I'll feel better on Monday. Yeah, once again wrong! Monday I found myself in an all day meeting 2 hours from home. I bet you can guess what that was like........yeah, Amy kept leaving the meeting every, oh 1/2 hour or so to pee. I seriously thought about taking one of philip's diapers with me, but then thought better of it. On my way home I called the doc to see if there was anything they could do, I can't keep living like this. They squeezed me in for the last appointment of the day to give a sample. She told me I have one of the worst infections she has ever seen....I have heard this before, in fact almost a year ago. I usually don't feel them, so the fact I felt this one told me it was a doosie! Then she gave me the good news....."you can't breastfeed on the antibiotic I'm giving you." and looks at Philip in his carseat. I told her that wasn't going to work. He needs his milk jugs on a daily basis or he screams. She said I take the medicine or she was going to admit me to the hospital. So needless to say we are on our second day with no milk jugs. It has been wonderful....sense the sarcasm in that statement. He didn't want the bottle last night or this morning and both times cried like he was being beaten and broke down and took it looking at me like I was a terrible mom. I don't know how much longer I can do this! In my mind I'm already telling myself that I'll stop the pills friday morning then I can feed him Saturday afternoon. But that is a long time from now! I don't know that we will make it until then. I do have to say though that I feel wonderful. I thought for sure I had a kidney infection. My back was sore, I felt sick to my stomach and I had the chills. Today, no pain or blood or frequency. I'm a new woman I tell you!

Philip got weighed last week Wednesday, he was 20 weeks old and weighed 16 pounds 10.5 ounces and was 26 inches long. He is my lean mean machine. He rolls completely over, grabs his toes and sucks on them and giggles all the time. Last night we discovered that he is ticklish. If you tickle him by his chunky thighs he giggles and squeals in delight. It is so cool! Now tonight is the bad part......SHOTS! I sure hope he doesn't have a reaction to them. He is also eating sweet peas and sweet potatoes now with his cereal. When you put the spoon by his mouth he says "mmmmmmmmmm." He just loves his food! My baby is growing up!

Some of his first's.......

Here is a pic of Philip on his 1st ever day of fall....



Here is the first time he has held a bottle for me.....



I told you he is growing up!

4 months old! WOW

My little man is four months old! I can't believe it. I say man because he doesn't need his mommy so much anymore. Just for his feedings only mommy can give and when he goes to sleep at night and wants to be cuddled. Otherwise he is mr. independent. This morning my alarm went off at 6:30 and he was in his bed playing and talking to his bumper pad. Not a care in the world. I turned on his mobile and I don't even think he noticed I was there. When I was done with my shower I went in and got him to feed and I was greeted with the biggest smile. I am so in love with him! I have had these very sappy moments lately where I am just overwhelmed with the feeling of being blessed. As I look back over the 3 years it took us to have him, I get choked up. Not just because of the struggles we went through, but because of the struggles that others are going through too. I can't imagine not being a mom and it hurts me to think there are so many others out there that may never know that feeling of being truly blessed. Philip is so precious to me and I sometimes I find myself crying at work, like I did so many times during the 3 years we tried for him. Now my tears are because I'm blessed and miss my little guy like crazy. To all of you that are reading this and still in the trying phase I send you strength to keep trying and just know that you too will be a mommy someday. Don't give up on your dream.

Here is my future Spartan!