Since We Last Talked…

I lost the charger for my camera battery and have resorted to only phone pictures for this post.  I kept on thinking the charger would turn up, but after all the first smiles I’ve missed capturing from our little man, I gave up the ghost and ordered a new charger last night.

From all that nursing, however, Jay Paul and I have managed to contract thrush and pass it back and forth for THREE weeks.  At one point I was ready to sever both breasts, the pain was so intense.  Don’t think we weren’t taking medicine.  We were.  But through my ordeal, I think I’ve come up with a new form of medicine that I’m going to patent and make millions…yeah right.  But I really may just try 🙂

I’ve FINALLY been able to take some rides on my little Hope, since the bulge in my belly that I had to protect is now out in the wide world.

I’ve watched night and day melt together and wished so bad for my camera and cursed the loss of my battery charger.

I’ve learned that whenever we’re all sick and Jeremiah is in charge of taking the girls to school, he repeatedly decides on the way into town that they’re too sick to go.  When I go looking for my absentee children, I discover that too sick for school does not mean too sick for this.  What kind of doctor is he, anyway?

Speaking of sickness, I’ve had 24 hour food poisoning.  Followed by the flu that has turned into ear infections for both girls, and a crouping chest cold for me.  I’m talking fever, body aches, sweats, exhaustion, and (why not tag it on?!) MASTITIS.  We all four went to the doctor yesterday and took Moogie with us–in case the wheels fell off–and we also found out that Jay Paul’s cough sounds like the type that could turn into RSV.  Basically, if you come over this way, you better hold your breath while you drive by.

There is a silver lining, though.  Buddy man slept through the night for the first time last night.  Sweet gift!!!!!!!  9:30 pm until 5 am!  Now, Pace woke up screaming at 1:30 am and had to be comforted, so don’t think it was total and uninterrupted, but it was ever so close.  Today, despite the croup, I feel like a woman who could conquer the world…or at least get a blog written 🙂

I splurged on having this return address stamp made by Letter Girl (obviously those trees are not part of the stamp, I just couldn’t figure out how to blur the words and it seemed a little scary to publish our address on here).  I am in LOVE with it, and I first learned about Letter Girl from my friend Brooke, whose taste never disappoints.  I had Letter Girl leave that little space at the top of my address and ordered a Valentine stamp, a Christmas stamp, and an everyday tree stamp so that we’ll be personalized in every season 🙂

I’ve re-discovered the Baby Bjorn and would not accomplish one thing during the day without it.

This man has continued to shock me with his girth!  Here, he is wearing his first John John (a hand-me-down from our friend John Martin, thank you Darby).  He is 7 weeks old in this picture, and that John John is a SIX MONTH.  I’m starting to worry Jay Paul may eat small villages by the time he’s one.

Do you see the book in the background?  I finished The Hobbit while he was doing all that eating, and I’d like to move us all in with Bilbo Baggins at Bag End.

A combination of gazing at this little man I’m in love with and being inspired by Tolkien’s genius led me to dream up a fairy tale of my own.  That’s four pages of outline (purposefully small and blurry because I’d be embarrassed for you to read it just yet) for an adventure I hope to give legs to one day soon.  If we could all just get well, and my house would clean itself, and the laundry would wash itself, and the piles would organize themselves and and and…

I’m not sure if there is anything in the world more rewarding, after constant service and sleepless nights, than these first toothless grins of love.  If I could swallow him whole, I would.

In the car a couple of weeks ago, Mary Aplin called from the back seat, “Mom, Baby Boy just smiled at me!”  I said, “Doesn’t it make your heart melt?”  And she replied, “Melts down to my shoes.”  Mmmm.  Perfect words.

I’ve almost completed the nursery, and I’m excited to share it with you soon.  You can see a glimpse of it in the last picture, and this is a mobile I just ordered to hang over his changing table.

Now, if yall could just start sending Jeremiah anonymous emails telling him that we really NEED the ottoman I want to order to wrap it up :)…I’d show you the finished product.

Total randomness was this post, but thanks for still checking in with us.