5 months!

Liam turned 5 months this week. Where has the time gone?

When I sat him on the floor to take his 5 month picture, Brian asked why I didn't just sit him in the chair. I want to show everyone what a great job he is doing sitting up. He does so many other things to remind me he is growing. The other night during bath time, he grabed the side of the tub and pulled himself up to standing. I AM NOT READY FOR THAT! Boy needs to slow down.

He started rolling from him belly to his back at 3 months. Recently he has started rolling from his back to his belly. When he does this, he realizes he doesn't like to be on his belly and immediately begins screaming. Apparently he has forgotten how to roll himself back over. On the rare occation we can keep him happy on his belly, he has began moving. No, he is not crawling yet. But he is dangerously close. He reaches forward and pulls with his arms, he also pushes off with his legs. The only thing keeping my sanity together right now is he has not figured out how to coordinate the two yet.

Just for fun, here is a picture of tummy time at one month.

Feet... The best toy I will never have to buy!

BOOBS!

In honor of World Breastfeeding Week I thought I would write about the dairy farm. Yes, my boobs are literally their own dairy farm. Apart from being on demand 24 hours a day, it has became a joke between Brian and I; when I am pumping, Bessie is in business.

I am very fortunate to have the ability for feed my child, but there is no end to my supply. I have been freezing every last ounce that comes out in preparation for Liam to begin daycare.


Today I heard an inspiring story at Liam's playgroup. The story was about a baby who was born addicted to crack and was adopted. This baby was only meeting developmental milestones because of the donated breastmilk he was receiving. If I can produce enough to keep Liam on breastmilk while in daycare, I think I am going to look into donating the excess

I'm going to buy you a pony... or whatever a 5 month old might want.

Why exactly would I want to buy my baby a pony? Because he slept 8 hours last night! He didn't even wake up for his pacifier. Isn't he so cute when he is sleeping?

And he wakes up so happy now.

And Mommy is happy now too! Please do it some more!

When Dad's away Mommy and Liam will play

I have been working really hard to sit up by myself. Here I am sitting up for just over a minute. But of course I fell when Mommy took the picture.
















Mommy has lots of different balls she pulls out for me to play with. I think they taste delicious!















Mommy gives me so many things to play with everyday! I am getting good at staying entertained while Mommy and Daddy eat now that I can sit at the table with them.















I love my exersaucer. Thank you Gamma!















It's been a hard day of play. I think I am going to take a little rest.

It's Pottery Barn Baby. You break it, you buy it!

Liam has slept 6-7 hours at night before, but not recently. And when he does it usually involves waking up a few times for his pacifier. Last night I had my first "I have to check on the baby, he hasn't woke up" freak out.

I tip-toed across the hall to the nursery, slowly opened the door and smelled the room. WHY did I smell it? Who knows! I should have been putting on my own oder controlling shield because Liam has a superhero sense of smell. When I walk into the room his nose sends a message to his brain "booby milk, must eat".

So after tip-toeing my way over to the crib and staring at him for an appropriate length of time, I determined he was breathing. RETREAT RETREAT I must get out without waking the beast. I backpedaled to my bed, where I lay listening to the monitor, paranoid of when he will wake up. My anxiety continued to grow with every movement I could now hear.

Affirmative... I had woke the beast!

A Blog?

Brian asked me the other day why we didn't have a blog. In my head I thought "because I can't keep up with that." Realizing this may be the easiest way to keep everyone updated on our lives and impending parenthood, I decided to give it a try.

Baby Fudge will be making his arrival in about 8 weeks. We are definately getting excited. We had another ultrasound on Friday. Baby is healthy, and looks like a baby now, not an alien.

I still tend to call him Baby Fudge, but he does have a name. We decided to name him William Alexander. William after Brian's grandfather, we will call him Liam. Alexander is after my parents.

The nursery is almost finished. All the furniture has been in and put together for a few months now. We just need the mural and we will be ready.


For now, here are some pictures...



Me at 32 weeks

Our 32 week Ultrasound photo