Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The Mo-ster is Fifteen Weeks Old!

Just look at this little GOOBER!  Dangit he is adorable.  I spend much of my day just loving the stuffing out of this little guy.  And then of course there are the times when it is 4:30 in the morning and while I'm feeding him he blows out a diaper and I have the poops streaming down my leg onto the floor... and still, I love him.  He's just learned to roll over which is really exciting.  He can't roll BACK but he can roll from his back to his stomach both from the left and the right.  It's harder to roll from the stomach to the back it seems.  Here's a close-up of Elmer Fudd, er, Mo, in action:
And since I love him sooooo much I made him a rug out of old tshirts for his room, it turned out pretty cool.  I'd started crocheting it in the round but ended up ripping that out and making a rectangle:

It looks a little wonky in the pic but I've since washed and blocked it so it looks nicer. You can tell we are a fan of the gray tshirt in this house!

In other news, I've started working for my Dad part-time.  I'm trying to get 20 hours in each week but so far have been averaging around 5.  It's harder than I thought!  My Mom ("Meemaw" to Mo) has graciously offered to watch the wee babe one day a week and we've tried it once but he refused the bottle... it seems we have a "boob man".  We'll be working with him every day until he gets it, Mama needs to be away for more than two hours sometimes! 

All in all, this whole parenting thing is the coolest thing ever.  I never get tired of trying to meet Mo's needs and I don't even mind feeding him every two hours through the night, although I am sort of looking forward to when he'll sleep for a 6- or 8-hour stretch.  I love how being a parent changes your focus from yourself to someone else.  I've grown exponentially less selfish and much less concerned with what I wear, eat, read or sew.... and I've learned that prioritizing is my main lesson here:  the days I can't even brush my teeth until noon I realize how many more important things in life there are.  For the record, oral Hygeine is VERY important to me but sometimes your baby just really really needs to be attached to you for a few hours and getting dressed, eating, even going to the bathroom or brushing your teeth will just have to wait. I wouldn't trade it for anything and I'll bet I'll be missing this time when he's older. 

Here are a few more gems for your viewing pleasure:

1 comment:

  1. oh my! he's adorable! like magazine adorable! wow! way to make a cute baby! miss y'all!!