Life is precious. Our life is blessed. And we have chosen to spend it together.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

7 months on the 7th

Nolan's golden month birthday!  Lucky #7...  His new tricks include blowing bubbles, standing with assistance, and swimming.  We are working on clapping and waving but he is proving to be a slow learner.  But no reason to be worried yet :)  As far as the standing makes me worried he may skip the crawling and go straight for walking.  Right now I am loving our world of immobility and start to freak a little when I think about the efforts it will take to get our house ready for a wild walking Nolan. However, I do love the idea of seeing this tiny little person up on his two feet.  Not sure how he is going to carry around that large noggin of his.  I do love me a little bobble head action.

some stats:

Last weight was 18 lb 10 oz (after losing a lb being sick)
9-12 month clothes
size 3 diapers during day...size 4 diapers at night
2 servings of solids/day
up twice a night on average

he is sitting up much better (still can fall backwards)
loves books
loves being outside
giggles at the dogs
tries to eat my iPhone
loves seeing himself in the mirror
a bit of a mama's boy right now (love it!!!)

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Easter 2013

Well...the Easter Bunny came but that was about the only Easter event this year.  Poor Nolan missed out on the ham and egg hunts because of Bronchiolitis.  Poor baby got sick the Saturday night before Easter.  We went to a very fun wedding and decided to come home because Nolan was tired and wasn't feeling well.  Thank goodness we did.  We got home to him having  a fever and throwing up.  So...we experienced our first trip to the ER.  Of course he fell asleep on the way to the hospital and when we were seen he was all smiles as if nothing was wrong.  But he did in fact have a fever and was wheezing a little bit.  So after ruling out anything serious in the lungs with an X-ray we were out of there in just over an hour.  Well done Swedish.  Matt and I were impressed and very grateful for the quick trip.  We are now 6 throw ups, 2 baths, and 1 breathing treatment in and he still isn't back to himself.  He sounds AWFUL which they say is normal.  I just wish I could suck out all the bad and have my happy baby back.  Poor baby.  I can't imagine how hard it is going to be watching him go through his life getting sick, getting hurt, being disappointed.  I just want him to avoid all that is bad in this world.  I have a feeling that isn't going to happen...not even a small chance of it.

Easter (jammies 2)

Easter (jammies 3)

Easter (jammies 4)