I love the grunting noise my son makes while he's trying to fall asleep.
I love the way he puts his hands, as if in prayer, while he sleeps.
I love ths crunched face he makes when he's done nursing.
I love the crooked grin he makes at us when our eyes meet.
I love the wide smile he makes at his dad when he comes home from work.
I love the way he smells when he's fresh out of the bath.
I love the prickly feeling his hair makes on my face when I rub my cheek on his head.
I love the way his toes curl around around my finger when I gently stroke his foot.
I love the way he sucks in his bottom lip when he's sleeping.
I love the way he holds my hand while nursing.
I love the way he sticks his tongue out when he coughs.
I love the way he sneezes and smiles big afterward.
I love the way he arches his back and sticks his butt out when cuddling.
I love the way he stretches when he wakes up.
I love the way he hums when he's happy.
I love the way he talks to his toys.
I love how his feet stink after a long day.
I love his bed head after a nap.
Stephanie M.
jrsmama2009@gmail.com
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
MOTHER OF THE YEAR AWARD
I've earned my first mother of the year award. It should have been worst mother of the year, however. My husband and I have spent the last few weeks Christmas shopping, like most families and amid one of our shopping trips, I earned said badge.
I have been eyeing the Iphone by AT&T and while in Wal-Mart.. we spotted a couple on display. Two young teens (13ish..) happened to be playing with them and so we waited patiently until they finished. They finished whatever it was that they were doing, returned the Iphones to their bases and walked off.
I should pause to say that lately.. I've been carrying THE MONKEY around in a sling. He gets tired easily and it's easy for him to sleep in there without having to move him around in the stroller, car seat, carts, etc. Plus I'm warmer than his cold seats so it's comforts me to know that he's warm and toasty in such cold weather.
Anyway, back to the story.
THE MONKEY was sleeping away in his sling while I proceeded to go check out the infamous Iphones. For some reason I figured since we were at wal-mart, the phones would be attached to their bases with some cheap fixation device.. like Velcro? So when I pulled the phone off the base, I pulled with force! Well.. when I did.. I whacked my son... in the head... with the Iphone. Great.
It turns out that it wasn't connected with Velcro. It was attached with a pansy little friggin magnet.
I immediately looked at his face and it was beat red.. squished in anguish and his mouth was wide open in the "Get-read-for-it-because-I'm-about-to-wail" face. I felt soooooo bad. I was absolutely sure that he was going to have a dark bruise the next day. He didn't. I kept checking his head over and over making sure he was okay. It was so sad.
The only thing I kept thinking was.. "good job, mom! Give you infant son a concussion. Yep, mother of the year!"
Then.. as I'm nursing him this afternoon... I'm clipping his nails while he's not really paying attention to me. He's preoccupied with nursing and it's my free time to bug him without him getting pissed. So what do I do?! I cut his little pointer finger, of course. It turns read and starts bleeding. Not bad, I do have to say.. about as bad as a pin prick would create but I still feel like a huge bum.
My poor son.
Stephanie M.
jrsmama2009@gmail.com
I have been eyeing the Iphone by AT&T and while in Wal-Mart.. we spotted a couple on display. Two young teens (13ish..) happened to be playing with them and so we waited patiently until they finished. They finished whatever it was that they were doing, returned the Iphones to their bases and walked off.
I should pause to say that lately.. I've been carrying THE MONKEY around in a sling. He gets tired easily and it's easy for him to sleep in there without having to move him around in the stroller, car seat, carts, etc. Plus I'm warmer than his cold seats so it's comforts me to know that he's warm and toasty in such cold weather.
Anyway, back to the story.
THE MONKEY was sleeping away in his sling while I proceeded to go check out the infamous Iphones. For some reason I figured since we were at wal-mart, the phones would be attached to their bases with some cheap fixation device.. like Velcro? So when I pulled the phone off the base, I pulled with force! Well.. when I did.. I whacked my son... in the head... with the Iphone. Great.
It turns out that it wasn't connected with Velcro. It was attached with a pansy little friggin magnet.
I immediately looked at his face and it was beat red.. squished in anguish and his mouth was wide open in the "Get-read-for-it-because-I'm-about-to-wail" face. I felt soooooo bad. I was absolutely sure that he was going to have a dark bruise the next day. He didn't. I kept checking his head over and over making sure he was okay. It was so sad.
The only thing I kept thinking was.. "good job, mom! Give you infant son a concussion. Yep, mother of the year!"
Then.. as I'm nursing him this afternoon... I'm clipping his nails while he's not really paying attention to me. He's preoccupied with nursing and it's my free time to bug him without him getting pissed. So what do I do?! I cut his little pointer finger, of course. It turns read and starts bleeding. Not bad, I do have to say.. about as bad as a pin prick would create but I still feel like a huge bum.
My poor son.
Stephanie M.
jrsmama2009@gmail.com
Saturday, December 26, 2009
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ME!
This, by far, has been the very best Christmas... EVER! We went to bed around 12:45am on Christmas morning after putting ginger cookies down for santa, along with some milk. Santa worked his magic, as well as Mrs. Claus. She makes all the stockings for the little boys and girls. At least she does in our house. Then we all went to sleep. We woke up at 6:30am to THE MONKEY wanting to eat. Perfect timing as our alarm was set to go off at 7am. I nursed him in bed.. then we all went out as a family to see if Santa came and to see what he brought us.
Poor MONKEY. He lasted through his stocking and into the first 2-3 gifts.. then he was OUT.
Stephanie M.
jrsmama2009@gmail.com
Poor MONKEY. He lasted through his stocking and into the first 2-3 gifts.. then he was OUT.
We were all spoiled this year.. Santa brought THE MONKEY many gifts that he LOVED and very much needed. Rattles, balls, teethers, keys, a play mat and a very cool bouncer. He didn't spent much time with his toys yesterday morning but he did taken a pretty nice nap in his bouncer that he got.
Once gifts were opened.. we went to breakfast with a great group of friends. She had to work and happens to waitress at a restaurant, in town, so we went to her work for breakfast. It was very nice of her to wait on us and provide excellent service!
After breakfast we spent the day at a friends house. THE MONKEY was dressed to impress and everyone LOVED his outfit and his behavior. He such a GREAT baby!
Once home we got to spend the evening playing with our toys... I'm loving my son so much! He's such a great baby and he is THE only thing that I wanted for Christmas and he's made this Christmas so very special to both me and Senior.
jrsmama2009@gmail.com
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