"Thats gross!"

Since Justin and i are still on the younger end of ages to be having kids, we still have friends who are single who lets just say live in disaster zones. For the sake of his identity we will call him j's uncles cod-cod. Today i spent the better half of my day cleaning a kitchen that you could have gotten the virul plage from.

courtesy of Google images

It was nasty and i almost wish that i was the owner of a bio hazerd suit. Yes when you where younger you did have that friend who just lived in a pig sty untill he strated dating someone who ment something to him and he cleaned his act up. Lets also say i dont know how the kitchen got so gross because this guy does not cook anything that is not frozen so i dont really understand how it got as bad as it did. The only reason why i did it was because if uncle cod-cod had caught a virul flesh eating disease from his kitchen and died then Justin would have been really upset to say the least.

Onto other news J has begun to be more active and alert smiling back when he finds something enjoyable ( also known as a social smile ) and cooing like their is no tomorrow practical talking with me when i talk to him. he has begun to notice things that are further away from him and focusing on them. He has learned that he is the most handsome baby in the world and loves to look at himself in the mirror. J has started to sleep thru the night finally. He has his last bottle of pumped milk at about nine or tenish, then pretty much promptly falls asleep till about five or six in the morning when he gets to hungry and cant sleep any more wakes up eats four ounces and promptly goes back to sleep till about ten wakes up wants another bottle then its tummy time, reading time talking time and then back to sleep till about twelve or one, then up again for food back asleep till about four then up till he goes to bed at night. Yes i know its not the most perfect schedule but it works for us and im so happy to finally be getting a full nights sleep ( which i think in turn makes me a better mom because im not to tired to do all the things that im doing to stimulate his growing mind. No pictures today as i seem to have misplaced my camera

Rashes, pee, and dirty bathrooms

So this was the start of a good blog but my internet crashed and all it saved was the title poop. Hows bout we just share some pictures and celebrate that J is 7 weeks old today. Its hard to believe how much time has passed and it seems like im ready for someone to let go of the fast forward button and let me enjoy the little moments.

The little joys

So today after giving J his bottle of pumped milk i got rewarded with this

he grinned so hard he had to close his eyes and it made my heart melt. Onto to other news. i have finaly made a chore list for myself so i get things done around the house, while i would love to spend every moment with my son, i cant neglect the dishes growing fuzz in my sink ( just kidding ) I hope that maybe having a list looming on my fridge door every time ih ave to open it to put milk in it or grab some water i will be reminded to get my butt in gear. Because Justin works full time i kind of feel obligated to keep the house clean laundry done and dinner made. It would really not be fair of me to ask him to do these things after a long hard day of work so the most i try and ask is for him to put his dirty clothes in the hamper and to watch J while i cook dinner. Some days i wish for a break from it because it seems the moment i get something done their is another thing to do, its not like a job where once your off your off. If J wakes up in the middle of the night its all me ( but im happy to report he has been sleeping for one long eight hour stretch at night for almost the last week!  ) I wonder if any other stay at home moms feel like i do?

Tummy time

Everyone with a new baby knows what tummy time is. you place your little baby on his or her tummy and laugh while you watch their bobble head sway and weave around as your baby gets frustrated with not being bale to do what they want. Then as the weeks pass the slowly get better at it. Their head is up he is moving it from side to side, then soon comes the push ups, and you cry. It is a pre curser for crawling, and you watch their little legs move like they are crawling but not really getting any traction yet. It seems as if every moment on my parenting journey so far is coming fast, but i know they are coming as they are supposed to. Days and weeks have gone by and i still long to be back in the moment when they placed J on my chest and started wiping him off, and he looked at me with all the wonder of what had just happened to him. My little man is growing up and soon we will be digging in the dirt playing with trucks and he is going to be shouting,

"MOMMY!" "MOMMY LOOK AT ME!" But for now i will stare at his sleeping face and drink it in because one day he wont sleep in till twelve in the afternoon.

He loves to look around

Trying to get his head up

Had to change him because of a big blow out ewww

Lets talk about formula

While i am an exclusive pumper i cant pass up a super good deal when i can get one. Well im going to show you one.

Everything you see here was bought for a grand total of under 15 dollers. 3 cans of gerber good start sensitive powdered formula, 1 can of concentrate enfamil infant, 1 can of concentrated enfamil lipil, 2 small cans of enfamil premium infant powdered formula, two large cans of sensitive enfamil ready to feed formula, and one similac ready to feed advanced formula. I got all of these by using coupons that the manufactures sent me. I know that you should breast feed for a full year but i know that their are gonna be days that i need to supplement because when your pumping you dont produce as much as nursing. And who knows since i have over a 100oz's in my freezer as of right now i may not need to and i can sell it in one big lot on ebay and make some money on it. Or if their is a disaster and i get to stressed out and my milk drys up we have about 2 months of formula as it stands, or god forbid something happens to me Justin does not have to think about formula for a while. As of right now J is sucking down his bottle of pumped milk and enjoying it down to the last drop, and i know im preparing my family for anything that can happen.

Blessing duds

J's blessing outfit arrived today thankfully because its tomorrow! its a sweet little white boy suit with a hand embroidered little white vest to go over the top of it. The only downfall is its to long in the arms and legs! i tried it on him and it looked like he was swimming in it. So tonight we are making a quick trip over the Justins parents house to have her help me make is just a little bit smaller for my little man who was swimming in it.

my cousin made this onsie for J its so cute! At first i could not decided what the creature was but turns out its just a blob with an eye and two arms

Im sorry

I haven't posted in a while but i have been going thru some upsetting times. The other day two of my friends where in a major single car accident and died and one more friend was flight for lifed up to a bigger hospital with a large trauma unit. These where people that i used to hang out with alot my sister even used to date one. The one in the hospital they dont know if he is going to make it, that he might have to much brain damage he might be a vegetable stuck on a ventilator for the rest of his life. God is unfair sometimes with who he picks and chooses. I remember one thing i was told when i was younger that the shorter life the greater the warrior in heaven they where, that they didnt need to be on earth and prove themselves for that long here on earth. In a way i wish god had taken my firend in the hospital so he does not have to suffer as he does now, how he is going to feel when he wakes up if he mentaly handicapped. I cannot imagine what it feels like. My thoughts and prayers go out to all of the familys that where touched by this. No picture today just a quote

"As they die, the ones we love, we lose our witnesses, our watchers, those who know and understand the tiny little meaningless patterns, those words drawn in water with a stick. And there is nothing left but the endless flow."
~ Anne Rice