Monday, October 29, 2012

Good things are happening

I'm really sorry for my "downer" posts the past little while. I really shouldn't have blogged at 2:30 in the morning when I was so emotional and upset!

Okay, that's done. Now on to the latest!

We have been having a great time traveling this month. Philadelphia, then Vegas, and soon Cancun over Thanksgiving. We have so much to be grateful for and I think good things are in the present and ahead of us.

Not to be a broken record, but Noah is doing great now. The kid has just been hit by so much the past two months. Recovering from surgery, dealing with awful diaper rashes, many many sleepless nights, getting four teeth, and a cold are just a few little trials. The crazy thing to me is that most kids go through those things (minus surgery)! Kids go through a lot to grow up! (And first time mommies have an extremely steep learning curve...!).

After taking Noah to the doctor after two nights of absolutely no sleep, OF COURSE the answer was: "Well, it's a cold, and there's nothing you can do about it." Turns out it was mainly attributed to two more teeth coming in. Those darn teeth! But he also gave us the go-ahead to SLEEP TRAIN!!! I'll let you know how that goes. We will start after Halloween--we still need to get through the main chapters of this baby:

I can't wait to get on a set schedule and be more structured again. We're getting there slowly but surely... The good news is that two nights ago he only woke up once, last night he woke up twice, and today he went to bed at 8! Ever since those other two teeth broke through, he's been so happy and wonderful and nothing makes me more thrilled. We're being watched over and I know a lot of you have prayed for us and I couldn't be more grateful!

side burns?

Umm... I need to add something to my "Things your mom won't tell you about having a baby" post. 

You get sideburns. And weird small hairs in the front. And maybe your nose gets bigger? 

The Cutest Cowboys Around

How cute are they? We dressed up in Western wear for a photo shoot. This was a birthday present to my dad for his 51st birthday party. It was a hit! I have the cutest nephews in the world. We had so much fun. 


Noah, Regi, and Nico. 

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Pictures from Noah's last day at the hospital

Noah was showered with stuffed animals from friends and family. He loves his monkeys from Grandma Dodie and Holly and Morgan.
Noah was lucky to have such a cute roommate (it won't happen again until you're married bud, so don't get your hopes up!). Kieleigh was so sweet and adorable. They love each other and were able to go home on the same day! 

Noah was so happy to finally be home and out of sight of anyone wearing scrubs. 

Friday, October 5, 2012

Here we are at 2:39 am. Let me tell you what I just did to earn the mother of the year award. After an hour of Noah moaning and frustratingly trying to pull a kamikaze(s) off of our bed (by forcing his way over the two pillow-high barricade), I did exactly what seemed the best at the time...I grabbed him, got on my knees and bounced him up and down. (I probably should've gotten on my knees to pray!)  Surely the added chaos would distract him from the nonstop restlessness he was experiencing. Then, I jumped down from the bed and whispered loudly "just wake up!!" while bouncing him on my hip, forcing him to sit up and finally end the torment because he never moans and uncomfortably forces his way off high furniture when he is awake. It worked! he happily played in my drawers for a few minutes. Well, he pooped and maybe that's what was troubling him. Now to try to get him asleep again.

This is probably what I'll do from now on when he's in a state of restlessness --then I won't waste 15+ stressful minutes trying to calm him down crying and arching his back to get out of my grasp. He's a monster when he's half awake/asleep. He gets it from me for sure! Jokes aside--I think he's in pain. Otherwise he wouldn't moan like that and get frustrated, right? Guessing game! I took him to the doctor today and he doesn't have an ear infection or any sickness, so it has to be gas or something intestinal.

Now after "nursing" him, he's fast asleep. Calm and cool. Now it's my turn because unfortunately, these things will likely repeat themselves within a few hours from now. This is my life and
it's hard and sometimes I fall apart but then verses in the scriptures come up that put everything into perspective. Tonight Mark and I read in D&C 122:7-8. Joseph Smith is in Liberty jail SUFFERING--even fighting to stay alive, when The Lord says to him: "And if thou shouldst be cast into the pit, or in the hands of murderers...if thou be cast into the deep; if the billowing surge conspire against
thee....know thou, my son, that all these things shall give thee experience, and shall be for thy good. The Son of Man hath descended below them all. Art thou greater than he?"

All of this is to give me experience in this mortal life. You know what my problem is? I'm not relying on my Heavenly Father nearly enough. I pray, but do I REALLY and intently and sincerely ask for guidance and direction? I mean, at times I know I do. And I honestly haven't ever gotten strong directions or feelings as to what I should do to help Noah. Maybe I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing and all that I know I should do and He thinks it's enough? Or I'm not trying hard enough to have the Spirit with me to get the guidance that I need?

All I know is that I love this boy more than my own life and I worry myself sick about him every day. Seeing him anxious and uncomfortable and unhappy kills me. I hope that whatever it is will eventually heal and he can be his happy, hilarious self more often. I don't mean to sound like he is always miserable-- it's periodically. Bad days and good days, but always bad nights. Time for me to get some shut eye.