Today is Gray’s first Halloween. I was so excited that I had to order two costumes because I couldn’t decide between them.
Yesterday we went trick or treating at all the grandparents houses so they could see Mr G in his costumes. And tonight we’re off to Auntie Jennifer’s and Uncle Dave’s for trick or treating with their Godsons Ben and Ethan.
I got some video of Mr Bean yesterday in his costumes.
Today we were touring around the area showing off our Halloween costumes to the grandparents. We decided that a day early would be okay, and then everyone would get to see how cute he is.
However in our haste to get out the door - with a bunch of clothes we were going to be storing at my parents till babE #2 - we forgot to bring his costumes with us. Yes two costumes; I'm a sucker and had to get him two costumes. So while Brian ran back to our place to get them, G and I spent some time with my mom and dad. And G showed off his new trick.
He's sitting all by himself now. He has been able to sit before but he's never really liked to do it for more than about 30 seconds at a time. Well he decided that if he was going to show off then he was going to show off good and sat on his own for over 5 minutes straight!! Way to go little man!
I managed to catch the last minute on tape. My dad talking to him in the background.
I'm so thankful that Gray has finally learned how to sit on his own. We have spent quite a bit of time teaching him how. With our next development check-up coming up I dreaded the feedback if he wasn't sitting yet. The last appointment they were not super thrilled at the fact that he wouldn't sit at all.
It seems silly to be thankful that my baby is sitting up on his own, but today is a big day in our house. And the best part is that we got to share his new talent with all his grandparents on the same day. That doesn't happen too often.
Earlier this fall we started Gray in swimming lessons. Now I feel like we cheat a bit because we go twice a week to two different pools. We weren’t sure which one we would like more so we decided to try both.
I love our family time in the pool. Gray loves being in the water and he’s becoming a real natural. And I love that both Brian and I can be in the pool with him.
I look forawrd to Saturday mornings all week long. I love how much fun Brian and Grayson have during swimming lessons and the big smiles that appear on both their faces.
I’m so happy we were able to do this for us, and Gray(I guess he gets something out of it right?)
Today I’m so thankful and grateful for some real conversation time.
Brian and I have been guilty of just letting life happen to us lately. With me going back to work and his busy season starting at work we’ve made less time to connect and just talk. So after G was in bed we ended up on our bed just chatting for almost an hour. We realized that we need to go back to making an effort to have date nights, even if it’s at home after G has gone to bed.
Back when we were first going out and I was still in university we made a point to have a weekly date night during the week where we would just catch up on each other’s lives. We continued after we were married and even up until bedrest. But in the last 9 months since G was born it’s been put on the back burner. Between PPD, and a preemie and getting used to life, we’ve taken less time for us and have been trying to just survive everyday as it comes.
But tonight I felt great about just having an hour of us time. I felt like I got my best friend back for a bit tonight. Now to make it a weekly habit again and get back to our marriage based family(as coined by my blogging friend Rachael)
Thanks for your patience while we move everything and get all the kinks worked out.
Big Big Big thanks to Jessi from Naptime Diaries for overhauling my blog for me. I love it!
Today I’m over at Naptime Diaries guest posting. Go check it out, and then come back because what’s written below will make more sense.
So G and I have a song.
When I stayed awake all night watching him and praying for him, I loaded up my phone with the worship music I could think of that would help us get through the night, and have a great message. After being awake for almost 24 hours my brain wasn’t working 100% and the start of the list had about 4 songs on it, and only one of them was really playing because I just kept hitting repeat. In those moments it was exactly what we needed to hear and focus on.
This became our theme song in the NICU.
A few weeks ago at church we sang this song and it brought all the memories flooding back from that night. And that day I emailed Jessi to ask if she could make a print for me to put up here for you all to download. So click here and be blessed.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Thanks for your patience while we switch things over.
I’m so excited to have a new design and a new blog.
G moves a lot now, he’s becoming really mobile. I love watching him wiggle around the house, and roll over to try and find his toys. The problem comes at night when he’s sleeping and moving around. He doesn’t stay still and under the blankets anymore. It wouldn’t be such a big issue for me, but we live in Canada, and we like to keep the house a little cooler at night, and Gray’s room is the only one that has two exterior walls. So I started my researchto see if I could find a sleep sac for him for the winter.
I went to my fav diaper store earlier this week to look at a sleep sac that I was interested in, and left with one in tow. Gray’s still getting used to it, but I love it so much. It’s quilted and will for sure keep him warm. I also love that it will fit him for the next while too. It’s plenty long for my already tall Ernst boy.
Today I am so thankful for 16 lbs. Today Grayson weighs 16bls. We ventured out to the doctors this morning for G’s 9 month check-up. Brian and I have spent about a week going back and forth on how much G would weigh at this check-up; 14lbs, 17lbs, or somewhere in between. I was really hoping that we would be above 15lbs.
Now of course they always give us his measurements in metric, and I get to a computer and find the conversion to a useful measurement.
I’m so thankful that G is doing so well and getting so big. And I’m thankful that we don’t have to go for weekly weight checks.
I miss the days of my little 5lb bean but I’m so thankful for 16lbs and that he’s getting big and strong.
There are times when meal planning just doesn’t work. This weekend we did not make it a priority to plan our menu, so when dinner came around last night there was no clear choice for what to make for dinner. And to be honest I had no idea what we had in the house, other than chicken. So to the pantry I went. And found nothing – well pistachio pudding, but that doesn’t really go well for dinner. Then after rooting around in the back corner I found a can of coconut milk. And I rooted around in the fridge and found the remnants of a bottle of PadThai. And so dinner was created. Rice with chicken cooked in coconut PadThai. And even more than just that I got dinner on the table, it’s something that we would make on purpose again. I’m so grateful that I’ve learned my way around the kitchen enough to make dinner from what seems like nothing.
Today I get to celebrate 35 year. No I’m not 35 yet, and I haven’t been married that long, but my wonderful parents have.
35 years ago my parents stood in front of their friends and family and most importantly God, and committed to love each other until their time on earth ended.
So why am I grateful for 35 years? It’s more that not fact that my parents are still married 35 years after their wedding day, or that I have never had to go through my parents divorcing like so many of my friends. I’m grateful for the example that my parents have been to Brian and I of what a God centered marriage really is. The example of the everyday, the example of making it work. My parents have taught us what love really is; love is a choice, especially in marriage. Love is something that we must choose every day by laying down our agenda and putting our spouse first.
I’m not saying that the 35 years have been perfect, but I have never doubted that my parents loved each other as much, if not more, than the day they were married.
I’m so grateful to have been able to witness the last 27 years of their marriage and been loved by them for 27 years too.
Mom and Dad, Thank you for the great example you have been for me, and the example that you will continue to be.
