Friday, January 30, 2015

Trey at 9 Months!

It's pretty much impossible to get a good picture of Trey that's not blurry lately.  He's on the move!  Sitting on the chair in the nursery for our monthly photo is going to be a thing of the past, I'm afraid. A'int nobody got time for that! 

As usual, Trey is a delight.  He's had a rough few weeks, but he's a trooper.  He's pretty much been sick on and off for the past month.  Then, last week, he tested positive for RSV.  It's been heartbreaking to watch him be sick, but he's such a trooper!  He tries so hard to be happy even though he feels like crap.  :)

At nine months:

  • You learned to kneel and then pull yourself up.  It's your new favorite trick and you are so very proud of yourself!  It's all you want to do all day long!  This has created problems for night time and nap time.  You'll pull yourself up in the crib and then cry and cry because you don't know how to get back down.  The swing has been a lifesaver, and that's where you sleep most of the time.  
  • Since you've been so sick, night time has kind of been a nightmare.  You've been waking up every four hours at night, but now that you are getting over this nasty sickness (yay!), you'll sleep 10-12 hours straight!  So nice!
  • Takes two naps a day ranging from 45 minutes to and hour and a half.  The older you get, the better napper you are!  
  • Your army crawl is slowly morphing into a full on crawl.  You love to crawl and chase your dad.  Your favorite part of the day is when dad gets home from work.
  • You've become a little spitfire and have started throwing tantrums.  If you don't get what you want, you throw your head back and scream.  We're really looking forward to the toddler stage... ;)
  • You still adore bath time and love to play with your bath toys.  You're not very happy when it's time to get out and get ready for bed.  
  • You giggle and babble all day long and we love it.  You say "da-da" "ba-ba" and "ma-ma"
  • You love food!  Your favorite thing to eat is cereal puffs.  We're slowly transitioning from pureed foods to finger foods.
Here are his stats from his last appointment:

Weight: 19 pounds (28th percentile)
Height:  27.5 in (24th percentile) apparently he hasn't grown at all in height for the past three months??  I'm guessing the last measurement was incorrect.
Head circumference:  18 in (57th percentile)

So, he's back to being our little boy.  :)  As always, we adore him.  He brings so much happiness to our lives and everyone around him.  

Friday, January 9, 2015

A New Year

Our New Years Eve was very low key.  Which felt fitting since we are old fogies that go to bed by 9:30.  I'm pretty certain having a baby ages you by 10 years overnight.  We DID manage to stay awake until midnight, but it was hard my friends.  This demonstrates my thoughts on New Years Eve perfectly:

  But I digress...

I wanted to keep some traditions alive so I ventured out to Walmart to grab some fake bubbly.  This was not a wise decision.  I hate Walmart on the best of days, but on holidays it's pretty much the equivalent of Dante's nine circles of Hell.  Too may people, too few available check out lanes, self righteous idiots who feel it's no big deal to be in the 20 items or less lane when they have a cart FULL of groceries.. I think you catch my drift.  It was the fastest way possible to put someone in a bad mood.  Thankfully, I had had enough sense to pick up our Papa Murphey's pizzas EARLIER that day.  Oh yes...we really pulled out all the stops on this one.  Pizza AND sparkling grape juice...we party hard.

By the time I got home from my lovely adventure, Treyby was overdue for his "Tubby, ba-ba, sleepy nigh night".  And that right there is another way to recognize that you are just plain old.  When the phrase "tubby, ba-ba, sleepy nigh night" is part of your everyday vocabulary you are no longer cool.  As per routine, we gave Trey his bath, got him ready for bed, gave him his bottle and he was down by 7:30 ( I know.  We're lucky).

On with the party!  After devouring our awesome previously mentioned pizza, I proceeded to watch two movies without falling asleep (an amazing feat in my book).  It was now 11:30 and Dave was demanding that we open the bubbly to which I sternly objected.  "HELLO???  You can't just open the bottle and drink whenever!  You HAVE to wait until midnight.  That's the point."  But, if you know Dave, then you know that tradition means nothing to him, so we opened the bubbly at 11:45 and took a sip (gasp).  We did however keep tradition alive by having our usual yearly review where we discuss our favorite and least favorite times of the year.  There was talk of happy times (Trey's birth, a memory I relive often; new jobs, graduation (go Adam)!, and not so happy times (all-nighters with Trey, the weeks of recovery after Trey's birth, hard days at work)...I had been struggling all day with this feeling of being old and lame.  It's not that I really cared that we didn't have plans (we've never been into big parties), I just kept thinking, "Geez, we're only in our mid-twenties and we're already to that "we're too old for holidays like this" phase." It really shouldn't have bothered me, but it did.

Just as I finished my bubbly, Trey started to stir, as if he knew he needed to wake up to celebrate with us.  I went through the usual routine of changing him and feeding him and just as midnight struck, he layed his head on my chest all baby snuggly like (something he'll rarely do now because he's too big for snuggles or whatever...)  :)  And in that moment I knew that I was right where I needed to be, doing exactly what I needed to be doing: ringing in the new year with my baby.  I may go to bed by 9:30, use baby talk, and be covered in spit up, boogers and poop more often than I'd like to admit, but I wouldn't change anything about my life right now.  Happy New Years everyone.  I don't know how we're going to top 2014, but every new year seems to find a way.  

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Christmas in Pictures

We had a great Christmas with Trey.  We're always so busy enjoying ourselves that I always fail big time when it comes to taking pictures, but I did manage to take a few Christmas morning.  We spent Christmas Eve with the Bland's and Christmas Day with Eddy's.  It was perfect.  For the first time in our marriage, we split up the days between families and I am so glad we did.  It was the first time that we could actually enjoy the holiday and not feel rushed.  We didn't feel obligated to "get to the next stop" and we were able to enjoy each day with our families.  Win.  Of course all the pictures I have are of Trey, but who else would you want to see, am I right?