Friday, February 24, 2012

Three weeks with five! And they're all still alive... Yay me!

Can babies get backwards colic?

Like when they cry all morning, but seem to calm down by afternoon?

I say yes, and it should have some clever name besides "colic."

Like "Let's get your day off to a really lovely start, shall we?" or "Waking hell" or "No bra for you till 3!"

Yes, I think any of those would work.

Still, oh how I adore him.

I had a teary moment a few days ago when I took Boone in for his two-week check/PKU.

Nope, it was not when they had to stick his heel 3 times and SQUEEZE it till he screamed in a way that would make even his father cringe.

It was when they weighed him.

9 pounds, 2 ounces.

How has my brand new baby grown so much?!?

I wanted to snatch him from the scales, clutch him to my chest and run home.

Then find some way to stop time.

I saw those numbers and had to swallow hard and not talk for 10 seconds.

Already, it is going too fast!

Even when it seems like I don't have enough hands or hours or ZZZs, it breaks my heart that they are tiny for such a short time.

But while he is tiny, I am going to hold him and kiss him and enjoy every minute of his little tininess. Or at least the minutes after about 3:00.

P.S. Tony loved his little Valentines. So much, in fact, that he sat in his truck and opened them all at the same time. Really, he said he was in a hurry, and didn't open the 8 or 9 OR 10 o'clock packages till 10:30. Thought he was supposed to have started with 1, 2, and 3. Figured out my system after he read the card and then opened them ALL in the parking lot of whatever project he was visiting at that moment.

I guess I'll have to come up with something less time consuming next year. Oops.

Monday, February 13, 2012

Eleven years...

Happy hearts all around! To everyone! Mwaah!!

Today is our anniversary. Eleven WHOLE years since we were married.

Five babies.

Thirteen house moves.

Fortunes won and lost.

A few fights. Some tears.

And a million happy moments.

Love him.

Since it is IMPOSSIBLE to go out to dinner on our actual anniversary (and because we have a 11 day old baby) we just have to make the day special ourselves.

This year, I did a "11 Reasons for 11 Years" activity for Tony. I have a special favorite or sentimental item, one for each hour, for him to open while he is at work, along with a little love note telling him a reason I STILL love him. (Cuz we're all old now, and he needs to be reminded.) I'm starting at 8 a.m. and ending around 6 with his "big" gift, which hopefully he will be home to open.

I am hoping that he will like this, or at least like all the little treats; we will see if it was a hit or miss!

(If he likes it, maybe we can snuggle up and watch the new Twilight movie, because I'm lame and still haven't seen it yet. I'm anticipating some unexpected humor and bad acting.)

Friday, February 10, 2012

One of my favorite moments of Boone's first week...

The big kids get on the bus early.

I gave Boone a bath. Lauren and Krew are quietly watching cartoons.

The sun comes up. In the (relative) stillness, I have one of those beautiful, tender moments where I feel like me and my baby are the only two people in the world.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Baby fog...

I think all moms who have more than one child know how completely impossible it is to "sleep when baby sleeps."

When I had my first baby, everyone told me to take advantage of nap times. So I would squeeze in laundry or bills, little projects and cleaning so that when Gage was awake I could hold him all the time.

Now I wish I would have stocked up on enough sleep to last me through this one:

I find him so scrumptious, I'm afraid I had to bug him today. Alot.

I don't care if you change my hat. I am NOT moving my head.

You seriously need to reconsider your priorities, mom.

(Click and see if you can see the fun reflection in his eyes.)

Love him.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

I made our date...

I went in to the hospital on Thursday morning after all.

And I am so glad I did! Look what I got to bring home with me last night!

Boone Rees Jenks

7 lbs. 12 ounces

20 inches

Brown eyes and looks just like his daddy!

His delivery was so fast, I feel like I had a freebie! Seriously, less than 3 hours. Less than HALF of any of my others.

I am in love!

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

So I just waddled home from the OBs office...

Waddle, waddle. I am officially the size of a hippo.
Not even exaggerating.
Not even in labor, either.
But the nice Dr. has invited me to join him tomorrow morning at 8 a.m. for an induction. I have cordially accepted his invitation. Only to be polite, of course.

And I am rudely considering cancelling our date. Cheeky.
He mentioned that the baby was still "really high." And that his head was measuring about 41.5 weeks. Goodie.
Oh, and I'm not dialated. These are all similar circumstances to Gage's delivery, and frankly, I don't really want to relive that particular experience.
So now I'm not sure what to do... Do I wait another week and wait for my dear little body to realize what it's supposed to do? Or induce before he gets even bigger? So torn...