i don't know if this is going to flow. but today has been different. at the chiropractors, landon spit up all over my shirt, needless to say i didn't have another one in my car, so i spend the next hour to an hour and a half smelling the sweet aroma of spit up. yum. then as i pulled through burger king drive thru, i realize, i dont have my debit card. sweet. good thing my husband was behind me and could lend me his. after a few wrong turns, i finally get on the expressway to go home. l
andon has been sassy to say the least. apparently he is teething? drooling all over the place, chewing all over his hands, fussy, fussy, fussy, not taking his naps, which in turn, fussy, fussy, fussy. i attempted a nap while bri took care of him, but all i could do was think about landon and what i could do to help him.
so i get up and feed him, even though it's 'not time for him to eat' then after playing for a short while, he falls asleep. i put him down. oohhh about 15 minutes later he is up and at em! as i'm sucking on my blow pop, i rub my finger on it and put it on his lips. again, totally against 'the rules' but man, did that kid love it! we did it a couple more times and got the same happy reaction. to rush this story along, he got a bath, feed some more, then become fussy again, screaming and crying. i snuggle him and he falls asleep. i let him lay on my chest. as i stare at him, contemplating putting him in his crib, i start to cry. not a sad, ugly cry. but a 'i am exhausted, but i signed up for this cry/i was so frustrated with you 10 minutes ago, but you are a sweet baby/please sleep/i love you'
i did put him in his crib to hopefully sleep, then i go into the kitchen where my husband is cooking dinner and doing laundry. smile. hug. big hug. cry some more. i love him. we are 2in1.
i will finish this blog up with a little story from this marriage book we read. one little story everyday. title-let life's experiences draw you closer together.

wow, again, i have a blog?

so i'm going to try to for real do this blog thing. i find myself having a lot to say, not sure what i'm supposed to put online and what to keep to myself... so just bare with me. we have a baby. thats big news. he's 3 months old. red hair. blue eyes. getting fat. sassy baby. i dont know what i'm doing really, i just live day to day. for the first month i drove myself and most likely brian crazy trying to 'figure out' my child. was he sick? what was wrong? let me look online. bad choice. according to sources online my child has one of three thousand things wrong with him. awesome. hopefully i guess the right one. now, i try to not assume something is wrong. babies cry. babies have bad days. babies might throw up. babies might rip their mothers nipple off. oh wait, thats not normal. or is it?? let me check wikapedia.
now as i look at the black and white video monitor, i see the top of his big head. laying there peacefully. and here i sit in the dark living room with only the glow of the computer screen and the tigers game.
i just read party of four's blog. it has made me think of a few things: 1. we need a good camera. 2. God has a plan for my family and for me. I just need to sometimes let it go and let things happen. don't get so uptight about laying around my house for two days straight and not doing a darn thing on my to-do list. 3. i have a good chance of being the only girl in my household. lastly 4. i also have found mascato wine by barefoot to be tasty. as a matter of fact i have two bottles here at home.... hmmm... i should go have a glass, i mean, i did have a hard day of tv watching.