Monday, December 26, 2011

I don't think he got enough presents. :-)

Merry Christmas!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Thinking back and our life now.

When this picture was taken 2 years ago, I ached for a baby.  We were put on a break by the doctor and that Christmas everything was bittersweet.  After 2 years, I was beginning to lose faith.  I put on a brave face but I was so sad on the inside.  Little did I know God was already working on our little miracle and Jax was already in this picture, we just didn't know it yet.  Just goes to show you everything really does happen in God's time and not ours.  When I look back at those 2 years, I can see everything we went through and everthing that we had to overcome was for a reason.  If some things hadn't of happened when they did, he wouldn't be here. 

Now, 2 years later, we have the pleasure of living everyday just trying to make this little kid the happiest and most loved kid in the world.  Sure, it would have been nice to have had an easy road to get here, but in a way, I appreciate the hardship of it all.  Makes me thankful for him that much more.

After I met your daddy, I didn't think my heart could love any more, but then you came along and now I'm busting at the seams.
I love you bubba!

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

My hope

I hope we are doing a good job.  I hope I'm the best mama and Tony is the best daddy this kid would wish for.  I hope we are teaching him everything he needs to learn from us to be a good person.  I hope he knows I make him wears his clothes for a reason and not just to torture him.  I hope he likes us as much as we like him.  I hope he stays as sweet and loving as he is now.  I hope he continues to be okay with sharing.  I hope he respects girls and old people and most importantly us.  I hope we are embarrassing parents...but in a good fun way because it's a rite of passage for all of us.  I hope he wants to be our friend when he is older.  I hope he enjoys seeing us and spending time with us when we are older.  I hope he trusts us enough to be open with us about personal stuff.  I hope he will know he can talk to us about anything.  I hope he has a personal relationship with God.  I hope we put him on the right path.  I hope he is good at math because we are not.  I hope he is creative and isn't afraid to sing or talk in public like I am.  I hope he marries a sweet girl that likes me and Tony.  I hope he has lots of babies (after he is married) and loves them as much as we love him.  I hope he tries his hardest at everything he does and doesn't quit.  I hope he plays fair.  I hope he is a good winner and loser.  I hope he is charitable to those that have less than he does.  I hope he is smart with money.  I hope he has a good sense of humor and can tell a good joke.  I hope he has lots of friends that are good influences on him.  I hope he is happy.  I hope he can have a good time in any situation.  I hope he can dance better than his dad.  I hope he uses his gifts.  I hope he appreciates what he has.  I hope he will be someone people look up to. I hope he stays healthy.  I hope he has a very blessed long life ahead of him.  I hope he knows how loved he is and always will be.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

15 months

You got 2 bottom molars this month.  So that brings us up to 10 teeth.  I can not wait until you have all your teeth.  You are such a sad teether.  You have woke us up every night this month until last week.  Hopefully we will have some down time from all the teething for a while.

You have begun putting yourself to sleep.  This just started last week but it is wonderful.  Usually you have to be sound asleep before I put you in your bed or you will not go quietly or at all.  But something must have clicked, because all of a sudden, I have been putting you in there awake and just telling you to go nigh-night...and you do.  Most times you just role over and stick your butt in the air and go to sleep but last night you talked to yourself for a little while and then hit snooze.  Amazing and so nice for us.

You are almost running now.  You still like to be picked up and held but you really like to walk on your own too.  You are doing better at holding hands when needed.

You have slept through the night for the past week.  You go to bed between 8:30-9pm and you wake up around 9am.  It's been wonderful.

Tantrums have begun big time.  But I will take a tantum anyday as long as you continue to sleep through the night.

You weigh 26 lbs and are 31.5 inches tall.

You and Sadie are becoming pretty good friends.  She will even let you pet her and give her lovin now (sometimes).

You are really into reading and books.  You read to yourself and love to show us where all the animals and plants and stuff are on the page.  You have memorized most of the books we have for you.  Don't worry, you will be getting a lot of new ones for Christmas.

We still don't know what color your hair is.  I still see some red and dirty blonde but the browns seem to be taking over.

You are so curious about everything.  Inquisitive is the word, I think.

You are still drinking 2-3 bottles a day.  As long as we both still enjoy it, I don't see why we can't continue doing it a little while longer.  You are my only baby and I want to enjoy allof this baby stuff for as long as you will let me.

You took your first plane ride to NYC and you did great.

You said ball yesterday.

You are still very cuddly especially in the morning.  After your bottle, you jsut curl up in my arms and cuddle for a good 10-15 minutes.  I love it.  You even do it with daddy.

You are still just a happy baby for the most part.  Your teachers tell us how happy you are and how smart you are too.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Cat food and dog water

So I have a cat food eating, dog water bowl slurping toddler.  It isn't as gross as it sounds or maybe it is but whatever, it could be poop smeared on the walls I guess.  Hopefully I will never have to deal with that.  Anyway, Jax has begun to show his mischievious side lately.  For some reason, he has begun eating the cat food out of Joy's bowl.  He tried dog food a few weeks ago but I guess he didn't like it because he spit it right out.  Cat food must taste different because anytime he is in the kitchen, he goes straight for it.  He will go behind the table, stand there, wait for me to notice and as soon as I run over to get him away from the food bowl, he bends over and eats some cat food.  And then he smiles at me as he chews.  As if to say, I got ya again mama.  Ha ha!!!

Then, he will go over to the water bowl and stick his hand in it and wave it around until I notice.  See, he waits until I notice before he stops.  I will look down and he will be squatting, looking up at me, twirling his little hand in the disgusting slobber infested dog water bowl. Occassionally he will suck his fingers afterward, but mostly he just likes to swirl his hand around in it.  Then, once he gets caught, he will go find Sadie and point his finger at her and blame it on her.  Like she did something wrong.  He takes no blame whatsoever.  It's cute...but not.

Pushing the boundaries already.