Okay...So I'll never catch up

Yes, its been such a very long time since I last did a blog...full time mom, full time wife, and full time nurse-time is limited, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Since I last posted so much has happened. Little man has grown so much and with his growth has come many new skills. It has been such a pleasure and an exciting time to watch him grow and learn. It's amazing how one day everything just CLICKS! So heres an attempt to catch up... 3 Month shot-yes realize that was 1 1/2 months ago. Hey they grow fast.

For some time now, he has refused to hang out in the bouncer or swing. Things that used to amuse him like the fan no longer do the job, so we had to go out a get some toys that were a little more to his liking. He must now be standing or sitting at all times-he has to know whats going on you will pay. He loves to stand and just check things out, great for him, tiring for mom and dad-I should have some nice guns by the end of this

So big so fast...our little, well not so little, man!

He has the best personality. 98% of the time hes as happy as a lark, a smile that goes for days, and sure to melt your heart, and a giggle thats intoxicating-the other 2% you will find him fighting his sleep, or.....
TEETHING!!!Thats right-4months, and his having gum pain, that means buckets of drool, raw fingers, and sleepless nights! Bring on the teething tablets, teething rings, and tylenol....is it too early for Benadryl??

Hangin with my guys...

Memorial day, was a day of rest, a much needed one after a super long weekend with family and work. We were pooped and so was Weston, he is definitely a boy of schedules and routines...and when it differs just slightly, his little world goes crashing down. Weather wasn't great here and with him being so little its not like we could spend the day on the lake, so we did something equally as great- we spent the day luvin him up and playing, and did I mention a great family nap, yep that's right all 3 of us piled in the bed for a whooping 3 hour slumber(he never does that.) Man was it good, we all woke up in better moods after that, its amazing what a little sleep can do for ya.

It was a great day as a family, just too unwind. And this is just a glimpse of a few of his happy times after catching up on sleep. Man that smile and giggle will just steal your heart. That daddy's pretty special too. I love these boys !!

Home IS where MY HEART is...

Corny, I know, but Oh, how great it is to be home. The day home with little man has been much needed. It has been harder than ever to leave him in the mornings, I just needed some us time.Our weekend time was very limited , and my day off wasn't spent with him like intended. I was in a wedding for a dear friend and it took of much of our time, but that's okay. I have today and it has been wonderful.... No laundry, and no dishes -the only dirty thing I'll touch today is my baby's bottom.A day filled with cuddling in the bed (ahh..good times),smiles, laughs, coos, raspberries of spit, holding hands, and mommy saying the most ridiculous of things to illicit these responses. Oh, how the most simplest things bring such pleasure these days.
He laughed for the first times last week and did so a couple more times, man you would have thought he had conquered the greatest of task. We were clapping, and cheering him on....and crying. Yea, I'm a dork.
He continues to do new things and I continue to get the same ache in my heart....he's growing up, and that's a wonderful blessing, but bittersweet I guess. Everyone ask..."So how old is he now?" My response..."11weeks and counting,"because 11 weeks just sounds better than 3 months.

Bath time fun...

So it was a good 7 weeks before Weston could actually take a bath in his BIG BOY TUB, he had to have a sponge bath before then because of that stubborn cord. He hated being sponged off....I don't blame him, I'm sure he was freezing, but now he just lays back and enjoys!! He loves his bath now, so much that he pees the water every time. I know babies do that, but with a boy it is ever so evident. But must he do it 3 times...oh well we'll just add a little more baby lotion to the bedtime ritual, you won't smell then, right?His daddy, however, has a hard time with this, he insisted the water be changed after he peed, "no son of mine is going to bathe in his pee."Hes moved on to bigger and better things now, but if he poops well that's a different story. Note to self...hand must stay cupped over man parts at all times, or a cloth will do.
Duck strategically placed...didn't want to show all his goods. But do note that belly...hes my chunky monkey.


Good and clean, time for bed !Heres hoping he sleeps!

Prayers of Thanksgiving

Wow, it has been too long since I've done this, but little one(well not so little anymore) seems to be stealing all my time. And that's the way I like it:)When I get home from work all I want to do is love him up....and he doesn't seem to mind, I don't know- what do you think? Many times I get so frustrated over life events-a screaming baby who just won't calm, no matter how much he eats, or how close I hold him, a house that won't clean itself, that bill that well didn't exactly get paid on time, traffic that won't move fast enough so I can get home to my precious baby, and that boss that is just trying to make my life miserable.Oh how frustrated we can get, and let it consume us, but we, I have so much to be thankful for.

After recent events with some friends of the family, my heart has felt heavy with such sorrow. How thankful I am to have a healthy child. As I was driving to town yesterday, Weston was just screaming, I had to pull over twice to console him-man was it frustrating but how thankful I was for him to cry and be here with us. The house isn't spotless, so what, it will still be here tomorrow, but Weston grows so and changes so much everyday, I don't want to miss that. And that bill eventually got paid(sorry AT&T), I'll eventually get home, what good am I if I don't get there safely, and that boss, well shes my boss, I have a job. So thank you lord for a beautiful, healthy baby, a home to live in, bills(because that means we are providing for our family), traffic, and a job. Oh, the many blessings.....

***Please keep the Ferrell family in your thoughts and prayers***

OH how I've missed him!!!

Its got to be one of the hardest things I've done...and nursing school was pretty tough.Its going on the second week of work now and it has been so terribly hard. I keep thinking every morning this has got to get better, but yet I still catch myself, eyes full of tears, every time I walk out of the door. The first day was the hardest though....why does everyone have to ask how I'm doing, I mean come on, my face is swollen and 10 shades of red, how does it LOOK like I'm doing. Needless to say I cried the whole way to work and a few times at the office, after the above dreaded question , of course (I know they meant well). But it does make the home coming that much sweeter. I cant get sanitized fast enough once coming home, and my heart just melts once I get a hold of him. Come on, how could you NOT miss this??
And the smiles and coos just put the icing right on the cake. He has really started interacting so much more, what a joy it is to have him respond to my voice. The perfect end to a less than perfect day.
He continues to grow daily, it seems like he changes so just in the few hours I have spent at work . Hes went up a size in diapers(Size 1 now) and we are slowly weeding through newborn clothes and moving on up to 0-3 . The little buggar is so long, hes just now starting to get some rolls on those arms and legs. So I guess Momma's milk is doing a body good.So how is baby getting Momma's milk while she is at work, well lets just say me and Mrs. Medella definitely pump in style. I have learned great skills in multitasking-I guess that, I did learn in the 6 weeks at home with the little one . When they are full their full , driving or not...so just hook momma up(discretely of course), shes gotta a baby to feed and patients to see, please GOD don't let me get pulled over by that state trooper whom I just flew by going a FEW miles over the speed limit, he would understand right?And Lord, could you please protect me during this 15 minutes , oh the look on those paramedics faces.
So now I must get back to my little one, I've been away long enough today(which would explain the few, well okay, NO blogs the fast couple of weeks).Forgive me, I will do better .

6 Weeks....

Yes, its been 6 weeks, and that means so many things.Well,yeah it means the dreaded 6 week appointment but more importantly that our little boy has been home with us brighten our days for a whole 6 weeks. It seems so hard to imagine him not being here with us. We have truly been blessed with this life, this healthy, beautiful life. There have definitely been times of frustration, sleep deprivation will do that for ya, but there have been so many more times of pure joy. The mornings when I put him in the bed to snuggle, the smiles that are flowing a little more freely these days, the coos that are barely coming but man does he try, the long gazes while he peacefully feeds,the times when he gets so excited all he knows to do is move uncontrollably, and yes even those times when hes crying-these are times that we truly cherish, and bring so much happiness and meaning to our lives.
Those beautiful hazel eyes, that are looking more and more green every day, lashes that go for days, a little button nose just perfect for Eskimo kisses, a perfect smoocher that has learned all too well the benefits of a pout, and hands that fit so perfectly into daddy and I's...
he has officially become our lives and our reason for being. He has grown amazingly in 6 weeks, physically and cognitively. What a joy it has been to watch him grow so, we have been blessed with the best gift....the gift of life. Which leads me to another thing six weeks brings.....work. Yes, the time has arrived all too quickly for me to return to work, preterm labor took a nice chunk out of my medical leave so I must return to work, and I don't think I have ever had something break my heart so badly. I've cried for days, but I will get through it, I will just have even more of a gift waiting for me when I return home to my beautiful family.We have been blessed however, with grandmothers who are more than willing to visit (they would not call it sitting) with him a few days a week. With the home care, I can go see my patients and hopefully be home by 1 or 2, and will not be working every day of the week. So yes, I have to work but it could be so much worse, it still doesn't make it any easier on the heart strings to have to leave my baby boy at home, he grows so fast....so Monday will brings many tears from mommy and a heavy heart so please keep me in your prayers.