My amazing little boy & Truthful Tuesdays

It is so amazing watching my son grow and develop. The littlest things are such a big deal to him, it just brings me such joy. When he discovers something new I feel as if I have discovered it too!

The sun was beaming in his room so I put him on the floor. He was amazed by the shadows created.

Everytime he moved his hand, he saw the shadows moving. He didn't understand the connection but was so intrigued. Watching him figure this out was so surreal.

He was so amazed by what he saw he had to make sure mommy saw it too. Oh he LOVES his mommy

What a handsome little boy he is

Finally, my favorite pic. He used to be happy to lay on his play matt, now he has discovered that he can grab the bars and pull the whole thing down. Isn't that more fun????? Look how proud of himself he is.

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Truthful Tuesdays
by Confessions from a Working Mom

What talent do you wish you have but don't?

Oh how would I love to be a ballroom dancer. How amazing their muscles are, so fluid and light on the dance floor.

My DH can not dance to save his life and I have to wind up leading. We went to a professional dance company for our wedding, but my poor hubby still did not understand how to lead. So, I wind up leading, which ruins the flow. When the teacher took charge and led me around the dance floor it was so amazing, its just as if time stops and you flow into the music.

I bet I would rock the dance floor!!!!

At least I can shake it up when I'm at home.

Give-a-way & Can it Get any Worse?????

Check out the Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? GIVEAWAY from Confessions from a Working Mom.  Go over to her site and put your name in. 

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My son has been so sick see previous post. My dad is retired and watching him during the day since he is too sick to go to daycare.  When I got home from work, Anthony was not doing any better, in fact he was coughing non stop and wheezing so bad.  I called the doctors office and got an emergecny sick appointment for 5:45 pm. 

When we finally got to the appointment, Anthony's hands and feet were purple!!!!!!!  I was terrified and could only think of the worst.  The doctor on duty thoroughly checked him out and sent him over for an x-ray.  Thankfully he did not have pnemonia, but has bronchiolitis - which can lead to hosptilization if not treated.  This doctor told me to increase the number of times I give him the nebulizer. 

My DH is bringing him back in tomorrow for a follow-up with Anthony's pediatrician. We have a lot of questions...... I am worried that my son will be suseptible to respiratory infections because of this and being 5 weeks premature.  I told DH he is not allowed to leave until he feels he knows what is going on with our son. 

Truthful Tuesdays & Rough Weekend

This weeks's Truthfull Tuesday, from Confessions of a Working Mom, is about Ghost Stories.

Do you believe in Ghosts?



I absolutely believe in ghosts and spirits. I think of as ghosts scary and harmful, but spirits as benevolant.  I have always believed that spirits surrounded us and protected us, loved ones here to keep a watch over us. 

Soon after I got pregnant, after many years of trying, I was laying in bed at night.  The light from the TV cast a shadow on the vacuum, up on the ceiling was a shadow of an angel. NO JOKE!  It looked exactly like an angel kneeling down with a halo above her head.  I tried to get a picture but flash threw off the shadow.  For months I would not let my husband move the vacuum. 

My son was born early and had a rough.  I was home alone with him many times, and I would hold him in my arms he would look at me as I talked to him and then suddenly he would look over my shoulder and give the biggest cheese grin ever! I got this feeling that someone was standing over me, scared that someone was in the house I slowly turned around to see nothing.  This happened so many times when I was alone with Anthony.   They became few and far between as he approached 2 1/2 months. 

I truly believe my Grandma Angie was there.  I know everyone says that when a newborn baby smiles it just gas.  I think it is more than that, I had a feeling that she was there. Or was it another benevolant relative wanting to protect and love my miracle boy.

Rough Weekend

What a weekend!  My little man has been so sick, he had a cold and it just gets worse and worse.  He was wheezing and had a rattling in his chest.  So Sunday morning, I called for a sick appt at our doctors office.  We got an appointment for 11:45, just as we were leaving my in-laws arrived.  My MIL came with me, thankfully I did not go alone.  So we get to the doctors office, and while we are in the room being treated an ice storm starts!!!!!! Everything is coated in ice, highways and roads are closed, and accidents everywhere.   So my MIL, Anthony and I are stuck in at the doctors office, I am totally freaking out because I don't have new snow tires on my Saturn Vue yet (the tires are bald) and we only had a bottle for him.  I hadn't eaten figuring I would eat after the appointment. 

We waited in the hallway for 1 hour playing with Anthony, then once it started raining and melting we drove to CVS to get baby food and then the diner so I could eat on the way home.  Since all the highways were closed since they were still iced we took the side roads home.  I don't like driving in this weather, but now with Anthony in the car, it was so scared for him.  Thankfully he slept the whole time since he was so tired and sick.

It took forever to get home, the roads were icy in some spots.  We left the house at 10:50 to make the appointment and didn't get home till 3:15!  Once my MIL and I got home we chugged down wine like it was water.  My in-laws had to spend the night, since they couldn't drive home (FIL can't drive in the dark - but that's another story). 

Now on to Anthony:  he is still sick and using the nebulizer, which he probably should have been given at the last sick visit.  He is still wheezing when he breathes and is stuffed up and coughing up a storm.  I hate to see him like this.  He is such a happy little guy, he smiles and laughs all the time, and to see him like this is so unsettling. 

My FIL has asthma and allergies, my two nephews have allergies and one has asthma.  I am so scared that Anthony will have asthma too, or even be allergic to our dog.  I know its not the worst that could happen and I should be thankful thats all it is.  I still feel guilty for stopping nursing. I know I couldn't continue due to repeated breast infections and he never latched on and was still pumping when he was two months.  I had to stop for my own health in order to care for him.  I still wonder if I had continued would he not have these health issues???????

Anthony - My 6 Month Old Miracle!

Here's my trip down memory lane.  I can't believe how much he has changed in just 6 months, in a year.

We tried for years to get pregnant,. saw fertility doctors then took a break and then tried again.  After our first round of IVF, I was pregnant, after 6 long years I finally had a beautiful life growing inside of me.  Then on June 3rd 2009 my life forever changed for the better. 

How much I have changed in six months.  As I have stated before, this mommy thing has been harder than I though, BUT I WOULDN'T CHANGE ANY OF IT. 

It was not what I expected or planned.  I did not expect to go in on June 2nd for my 35 week visit and be told that I had preeclampsyia and had to go to the hospital to deliver.

         (looking at my mom who came with me to the appointment- see that is why I have my hospital bag packed already......cause you never know.  She didn't understand why I was packing it so early)

I had to call my DH at work and tell him to pick up the hospital bag, diaper bag, and blood cord banking box)  The whole time freaking out wondering if my baby at 35 weeks would be okay. 

After being put on pitocin (did I spell it right) for 24 hours with no results only to later find out that it did not work since it was counteracted by the medicine for high blood pressure.  So, after 24 hours, we decided it was best for me and baby to have a c-section. 

I was so sad to know that I only got to see my son for a few moments and then he was brougth to the NICU.  Thankfully he was perfectly healthy but did not have the suck reflex and therefore could not eat on his own.  So here I am in the hospital recovering from a c-section and while all the other mothers have their babies with them or brought to them, I have to VISIT mine in the NICU.  I had relatives tell me "its okay" or "at least he is healthy" when I would cry uncontrollably.  I was so upset when I was treated like I had postpartom depression.   My son is locked in a room in the hopstial and I have to be let in to see him.  Any normal women would cry under those conditions.  After I was discharged I was given a room in the hospital as a service (as long as a room was available) since Anthony was still in the NICU.  After a few days of livng in the hospital and feeling like a prisoner, I decided to go home - without my son.  It was the best decision I made, I really needed to be back home, in my own bed, cuddling with Balboa.  I would drive to the hosptial every day (still in pain) and spend most of the day in the NICU.  Until one day, he was able to go home. 

So anyway, he is now 6 months old tomorrow, happy and healthy and full of joy and love.  He has such a wonderful personality.  I am so blessed. 

Anthony's Birthday 6/3/09

I remember being wheeled into the NICU (on my bed afer the C-section) and saying hello to him. He reached out with both hands and grabbed my finger.  I wanted so bad to just grab and hold him, but had to enjoy the moment as is.  I took a picture with my camera and looked at it all night long. 

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Anthony 5 days old

(I can't believe how small he was then)

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Anthony 1 month old

(my little peanut, the jumpy seat almost swallowed him)

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Anthony 2 months old
(after one of his baths, he was starting to show his personality)

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Anthony 3 months old

(my happy little man, so full of joy)

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Anthony 4 months old

(once he started sitting with support, a whole new world opened for him)

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Anthony 5 months old

(look at him stretching and strengthning his muscles)

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Anthony 6 months old

I JUST LOVE MY HAPPY LITTLE MAN, MY ABSOLUTE MIRACLE IN EVERY SENSE

Anthony's Christening

 had Anthony's Christening on Sunday.  It was such a beautiful day and everything went perfect.

My sister and brother-in-law were the God-parents. 

He cried at the beginning of the ceremony but after a bottle, he went right to sleep.  I found it to be so surreal, here I am baptizing my child who truly is a miracle, a gift from God.  I had to hold back the tears otherwise I would have gone into full blown crying mode. 

Each time I partake in anything "mom" like I am so overwhelmed, for I thought I was doomed to be childless. 

My DH planned the party afterwards at theclubhouse where we live.  He wanted to do it all on his own, but soon realized that it was a huge undertaking.  He called on his mother, sister, and brother-in-law to help.  I knew none of this till the day before.  When we arrived, it was so breathtaking.  The clubhouse looks like someone's cozy living room, (with a fireplace, huge TV, couches, and kitchen area).  A few relatives called to say how much they loved the party.  My DH planned the party, as a gift to me for all that I do.   

Anthony was on his best behavior, he really is a happy baby.  Of course he got passed around like a football, but he enjoyed all the attention and showed off his huge smile and contagious laugh. 

my parents

DH's parents, and paternal grandma

DH's sister (BIL was getting things ready at the party )

Anthony and his cousins