Male Pattern Baldness...

It's official, my child is going bald. I realize that it is very normal for him to lose his "baby hair" but for some reason, he has decided to keep the hair on the back of the head and only lose the top portion. Now, I admit that I am to blame for a big portion of this because I treated his cradle cap with a shampoo and de-flaking procedure that pretty much dissolved his hair. Of course, I did not realize this would happen, but C'est La Vie.

I do have to laugh at it because it just looks so strange. And, as my grandfather said last week... "He looks like he has three strands of hair. One for the right side of his head, one for the left side of his head and one for the middle." He followed that up by saying, "...still more hair than I have though." So true Papaw, so true.

Anyway, thought I would post a before and after shot so others can be as entertained as I am.

 

This was taken in December.  

  

This was taken tonight. Gotta love that surprised face. 

Can't wait to see what his new hair is going to look like. I'm assuming it will come in a little more strawberry blonde/reddish like his daddy.

3 Month Update

Andrew is 3 months old today. It is hard to believe that it has been 3 months since he came in to our lives. In some ways it is hard to remember what life was like without him. However, at times we find ourselves reminiscing of Friday nights that did not involve spit up or poopy diapers. It's an interesting thing as you start to adjust to this new life that you have with this wonderful child. While he has added so much joy to our lives, he is (like all babies) demanding of a lot of time, needing things from us during times that we would prefer to sleep and not the best at communicating what he is upset about. But, I would not change anything about him. Personally, I think he is perfect. I know that I'm a bit biased, but I do think I have the best baby in the whole world. He is a joy every day and I look forward to seeing his cute smiling face every possible minute. He has brought a peace to my life and an overall happiness that can not really be put in to words.

Andrew, I hope you know that I love...
1. Your Giggles - The smiling that you have done over the last several weeks was so cute, but the smiles with the giggles are even more awesome.
2. That you now recognize mommy and daddy and even have trouble containing your excitement when you see us and when we talk to you.
3. The fact that you have started to mimic us with mouth sounds. It's just amazing to see how quickly you catch on to different things.
4. Your hair - even though it's falling out and you pretty much have a big comb over covering a few bald patches.
5. Those big blue eyes - And I think they are going to stay blue - YAY!
6. Those little hands that hold on so tight to my finger to make sure I stay close.
7. The way you win over everyone that meets you. This especially makes Daddy proud! Hearing "he is so cute and such a good baby" never gets old.
8. Your big chubby legs that seem to be getting cuter each day. Keep on kicking little fella!
9. The way you put your lips together in a kiss-like way to tell us you are hungry and might flip out at any second if we don't get some food in your belly pretty darn quickly.
10.Watching as you soak in the world around you with such a positive attitude and overall excitement.

It's been great and I can't wait to keep on watching as our little boy grows.

 

 

Snow Day

Note: I wrote this yesterday afternoon and posted pictures that I had taken in the morning. The snow did not stop until this morning - so the pictures just did not do it justice. I've added a few more so you can see the "before and after" effects.

We woke up to a beautiful snow-covered yard this morning and it has not stopped snowing yet. It's amazing that in the 2.5 months that Andrew has been alive, we have had 3 or 4 different snow-days. Considering we live in Texas, this is not normal. It has snowed more in the last 2.5 months than it has in the 9 years I have lived here.

Here are some pictures...

 

Yesterday Picture: Snow after the first few hours. 

 

Updated Picture - Little bit thicker now!

  

Yesterday Picture: A view of our street.

  

 Updated Picture: Same view of street this morning.

Jeff and Andrew Yesterday Morning

 

Our house this morning. 

 

Yesterday Picture - Notice the Lounge Chairs and the table on the left part of the picture .

 

Updated Picture - Lounge Chairs and Table Now

These pictures were taken this morning - it kept snowing. Things are buried even deeper in the snow now.  The best part of the whole day is that Jeff's classes were canceled, which postponed his huge Microbiology test until next Tuesday. Woohoo... SNOW DAY!!

Saints Win The Superbowl

I think that hell must have frozen over because the Saints have won the Superbowl! What a great accomplishment for a team that really needed it. As much as I am a Cowboys fan, my second favorite NFL team is definitely the Saints. Watching them win the Superbowl was such a great experience. Hearing my parents scream in excitement and reading text messages from all my Louisiana friends made the night even better.

Our Superbowl Evening
We were going to have a very small Superbowl gathering at the house on Sunday and decided that we better cancel. Jeff's Microbiology class has been giving him a run for his money and Andrew was coming down with a little cold. It was best to spend the night indoors, just the three of us.

Our Superbowl Menu
Jeff and I have been on a diet for a few weeks and we "cheat" one meal per week. We decided to make our cheat meal for last week to be on Superbowl Sunday. I made a great dessert that I saw on the Food Network called a Pear and Cherry Buckle. It was so easy and tasted great. We got Nachos and queso from Mi Cocina and chowed down on all the great high calorie foods as we cheered on the Saints.

 

 

Our Half-Time Fun
We decided at half-time to take the camera out and take some pictures and videos of Andrew. It was either that or watch The Who perform a mediocre half-time show. We were more interested in making faces at the camera and letting Andrew show off his Saints Jammies. He is definitely a fan of the Saints!

 

  

Love catching him in the middle of a big laugh. 

When Andrew knew the Saints had the game won, he decided to go ahead and spit-up all over his great jammies. Jeff decided it was because he wanted to have some 'naked' time. So, the next pics are of our chubby cutie pie in diaper-only mode.

 The now-famous Andrew smirk.  

  

"Oh wait, is there a camera anywhere near me? I love picture time!" 

  

"Why is daddy eating my feet?" 

Old Man Oscar - bored with picture-time. 

All in all, we had a wonderful evening, ate great food and had fun playing with our little guy. The cold that he was coming down with did not slow him down at all during the game. He was quite the little trooper. 

Congratulations to the 2010 Superbowl winners.GEAUX SAINTS!!

My Babies

Since Andrew arrived, my poor dogs have been put on the back burner and I can assure you they are not liking it. They are begging for attention from us and barking if we pay a little too much attention to Andrew.  It's been a hard adjustment for them and we realize this so we try to over-compensate by pouring on treats and bones.We are very aware that this is counter productive, but these days we tend to look for the path of least resistance. It could be why we now have dogs that are in desperate need of a session with Cesar Milan.

However, I think we have hit a turning point. The dogs are now showing a little interest in Andrew. Prior to this, they were so stand-offish and scared of him that they kept a good distance. Not to mention his crying is an automatic doggy deterrent. I think we have good times coming. I'm looking forward to Andrew playing with Oscar and Cooper someday soon.

One big happy family!

Slept Through The Night

Because we have a 2 story home with all of the bedrooms on the second floor, I like to pack up everything we are going to need throughout the night and bring it with me to the bedroom. Each night as I head to bed I am lugging up 2 dogs, multiple bottles, a cooler for the bottles, my pump with extra storage bottles and a glass of water. It's quite the process. However, over the last few months I realized it was much easier to do that than to get up when Andrew gets up, turn off the motion detectors for the alarm, head downstairs, get a bottle, put it in the warmer....wait, wait, wait...then go back upstairs to a child that is now frantic, starving and much harder to get back to sleep.

I started out with 3 bottles for the middle of the night feedings and in the last few weeks, I've been able to go down to 2. It's been great to see him start to sleep a little bit more each night and the need for that extra bottle start to decrease.

This morning I woke up and realized that Jeff never got a bottle from me for the late night feeding. I immediately checked the cooler and there they both were. This meant our child slept through his normal 4 am feeding! Being a new mom, I quickly became concerned about whether he was ok. I stared at the video monitor to try to detect any movement at all. I listened intently to see if there was a sound coming from him. I could not tell. I woke up Jeff and told him what was going on. He immediately went to Andrew's room to check out the situation. Our boy was alive and well and actually still asleep! We did a little dance and quickly got back in to bed to celebrate our "sleeping in".

Although, he quickly woke up right after that, I did not care. He slept from 8:30pm - 6:45am. And, what's better is that I fed him and by 7:15am, he was sleeping again.

I am seeing the light at the end of this tunnel! Now, if only he will do it again.

Babysitters, We Are Not.

Tonight we babysat for some friends while they attended a work party. Their son, Carter, was born about a month before Andrew arrived. He is a sweet little boy who did not enjoy his time at our house - at all. We felt awful that he was so upset and realized that he was very aware that his mommy and daddy were no where to be found and he was in a strange house. He tried to be a good sport about it, but as you can see from the picture - he was not a happy camper. Andrew, on the other hand, had a really good night. I think he enjoyed the show of Mommy and Daddy trying to make Carter happy.

So, it is official...we are no good with children. We are pretty good with handling our own child, or maybe he is pretty good with handling us. Either way, when Carter started crying, Jeff and I gave each other the deer in headlights look and tried about 100 things to make him stop. By the end of the night, that poor baby was over-stimulated, over-bounced, over-fed, over song-ed, over hugged, over danced and completely over...us. But, when Carter's mommy and daddy arrived to pick him up...he was asleep. Go figure.