Emery is fussy and wants to nurse.
Emery does not want to nurse, he just wants to suck and getting a flood of milk is not cool Mom!
Give Emery a pacifier, he’s happy.
Sucks for 2 mins, realizes this is not a boob and I don’t like these things. Thought I already made that clear Mom!
Seems like he wants to nurse again.
Nope! Just wants to suck, does not want milk right now, what the heck Mom!
Realize he just wants to sleep, try and get him to stop crying.
And he finds my neck.
Stops crying, falls asleep and now I have a little baby hickey.
This guy is just being cute, like always.
We had a birthday party for Owen on Saturday, it was Fall/Halloween themed.
This kid is pretty much potty trained!
I told him his diapers broke and put him in under wear. The first three days was all accidents and there was lots of laundry. Little by little success, today were going on three days of no accidents!
Also he can swim now, did I tell you that? and jumping off a diving board is no big deal
Today this guy turns 3 years old!
There are no words really, for the amount of love I have him. My life is better, greater, dirty, stinkyer, crazier… The list could go on and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
God’s faithfulness, His love and amazing plan for our lives has never been more clear then on the day he was born.
You’ll never know how much you mean to us baby boy, I love you, I love you, I love you
Owen sings Emery a song
So yesterday I was headed out the door with Emery in the car seat. We were going for a run/walk at the beach ( mostly walk really, first time post baby) and Ryan had taken the dog for a quick walk before we left.
Well we were ready, so I decided I would put the boys in the car while we waited for Ryan. Me and Owen were playing outside earlier and we have a collection of driftwood on the side of the house. Guess where Owen left a piece? I stepped out the door and tripped on the driftwood. In order to protect Emery from the fall I ended up taking the brunt of it, on my face!
Poor O was so concerned and seconds later Ryan came walking back to see me on the floor.
Emery’s fine, I’m fine. I took a frozen bag of peas and put it on my face the rest of the night. Luckily that helped allot of the swelling go down, I was afraid I would wake up with a pretty bruised up face and black eye. The left side of my face is scratched up, but there’s only a little bruising and no black eye.
I would show you a picture of my face, but really it’s not very cute right now and I hardly post pictures of myself anyways. Emery is much cuter, so look at him instead.
Ryan started school last night, he’s gone all day on Wednesdays so he doesn’t get to see the boys.
I’m use to having him around to help at night so we have to learn a new routine when he’s gone.
Before I put Owen to bed last night we hung out in his room, read books and played for awhile. Emery was laying down on his play gym and Owen wanted to lay next to him. He got fussy and started crying. So Owen put his arm around him and said “Don’t cry, it’s ok Owen’s here.
I just about died!
Gosh I love my boys
We have two beautiful boys.
Owen will be three next month, Emery is barely two months.
You would think I’d be saying, gosh this is hard, man I miss sleep, etc…
Well I do miss sleep but I think I can do without it for oh another four years, maybe six.
Yep I want two more kids, maybe even three.
This guy is brand new and I’m already thinking of more.
They are just that good!