It's Michael Buble!!!!
If anyone, like say my darling husband, wanted to get me a present...for any particular reason, like say because I had your child, a Michael Buble concert would be a great idea!
Posted by J Howard at 8:33 PM
Last time they came to visit (see here), I forgot to get a picture. This time, I got it captured!!! Amy, I love you!!!!! Thank you for visiting!! I wish you lived closer!
It's pretty funny, but only about half of that talking is mine. My sister and I sound identical (we've even fooled Mr. Howard a time or two).
I didn't get any pictures of Mr. howard because he arrived after dinner! :-(
With the time off of work (9 days to be exact), I've been having a blast just loving my little one! I did decide to take 2 mommy relaxation days for scrapbooking (I took Connor into daycare this morning and I'm taking him tomorrow for a half day).
My parents bought Connor this very adorable outfit when he was born (it matches Nana's car) and he finally fit into it this weekend. We debuted it at my parents house while househunting this past weekend.
Connor is finally getting to the age where things are starting to fascinate him. We spent about 30 minutes at the Fountains this weekend just watching the water come up into the air, splash back down, and come back out! He is beginning to bounce a lot when he gets excited!
Because Daddy has to work most Saturdays, Connor and I happily lounge around and enjoy our special time together. This was taken two Saturday's ago!
Our Little Man has his very first stuffy nose and cough. Of course with H1N1 running rampant at my work, Mr. Howard's work, and Connor's daycare, we have been quite obsessive about prodding him with a thermometer to keep a close gauge on his health. We also went and bought a cool mist humidifier for our bedroom (upon the recommendation of our pediatrician) and his cough does sound a bit better. Lucky for all of us, we have some time off this vacation to just cuddle and get lots and lots of sleep.
I thought we needed an updated Cloth Diaper Bootie photo!
Our little one is rolling up a storm lately. He can never be trusted anymore to stay put and it's definitely kept us on our toes!
We have marked a very momentous occasion this week and that is the end of nursing. Connor went on a nursing strike last week and there was really nothing I could do. Then when he hurt his toe, he happily gave up his strike. Unfortunately it was too late! While I am incredibly happy that I was able to do it for five months (even while working), I am sooo very sad to give it up. Many people told me horror stories about the pain, infections, and other unpleasantries. But I really never experienced any of that. For me, it was 100% the most wonderful, lovely, bonding experience for Connor and I. Perhaps for the next baby (yes, there will be a next one) I will be able to make it last longer!!!
Today in the shower Connor debuted his first GIGGLE!!!! For weeks now, he's been squealing or letting out a noise with a big smile. But this was the first time his voice did that little break a few times that signifies an actual giggle.
Ahhh how he melts my heart! Today I put him in Red for Red Ribbon Week!
We had a bit of a scare this morning. For several hours, Connor was very fussy. Nothing seemed to settle him and he kept putting his hand in his mouth and biting. Because I knew he was teething, I asked Mr. Howard to get him some baby tylenol and we waited to see if that would help. When it didn't, I (don't ask me why) pulled off Connor's socks and saw that a little hair was wrapped around his toe, thereby cutting circulation off to his toe, making it slightly purple. Upon closer examination, he also had two blisters that had popped up on that same toe where the discoloration was.
We called an advice nurse (who thought I was crazy and said, "did YOU wrap the piece of hair around his foot?), she contacted the doctor, and it was decided we should go to emergency immediately. After the doctor got out a surgery scalpal and worked on the hair, we heard a snap and saw as he unwrapped the tiny hair off his toe, which instantly sent Connor into hysterics. An x-ray and second meeting with the doctor later, they sent us home to watch it because it may "cause auto-amputation." LOVELY!!
By the way, it is very common - it's called Hair Tourniquet Syndrome: http://emedicine.medscape.com/article/1348969-overview
We have been doing "solids" all week and so far, so good. We are going to continue to do rice cereal for another week or two, until we think he's ready for another solid. Tomorrow is his well baby visit so we're hoping he's gained enough weight (although, I'm sure you can tell in photos, I am not concerned in the least bit about his weight). I'm going to predict he's passsed the 10th percentile.
We've debated and debated about whether or not to start Connor on solid foods, but he's been sooo hungry lately, that it's been hard to keep up with him. He is eating almost 35 - 40 ounces a day now and doesn't even seem satisfied immediately after a feeding. All week we planned to introduce rice cereal to him on Sunday evening. I almost chickened out, as I was still not 100% convinced he was ready for it. But after reading the rice cereal directions and realizing you only put 1 tablespoon of cereal (initially) for every four ounces of breastmilk, I was convinced that he could totally handle it. Essentially we were feeding him formula with a spoon.
It went pretty well. After about 15 minutes, he started to understand the concept of opening his mouth and even would swallow if I'd leave the spoon in his mouth. We'll see what our pediatrician says on Thursday. Hopefully we don't get chastised for introducing it too soon. ;-)
And I know you're wondering...no, Mr. Howard wouldn't try it. I did though - basically REALLY sweet milk.
This week marked Connor's first holiday in the outside world! This time last year I was pregnant, but didn't know it, so Connor did actually experience a Halloween in the womb.
As Connor gets older, there are so many memories I want to hold onto. Here are just a few tiny glimpses into the Howards lives:
Mr. Howard and I used to slowdance with Connor in our arms to Kings of Leon. When we brought him home from the hospital, he was so incredibly tiny and wanted to be curled up tight in our arms. I would hold him in my arms and Mr. Howard would stand behind me with his arms wrapped around me, holding Connor and we would dance to the music for 20-30 minutes until we were so exhausted we had to crawl into bed to sleep for an hour or two.
The second memory that seems sooo far away is a memory I have from the hospital. Right after Connor was born, Mr. Howard was exhausted (I can just see all the women across the world reading this with shocked looks on their faces, shaking their heads in disbelief). Yes, I realize it sounds silly that my husband, the one who didn't push a baby out, was exhausted, but it is true. He was so tired in fact, that he kept falling asleep after we were brought into our post-partum room. The pediatrician would come in to talk about shots or Connor's check-ups, then my doctor would come in to check on me, and then they'd bring me a meal...and all the while Mr. Howard would be snoring - loudly - and I'd be thinking, "please don't notice that my husband is snoring...please snore more quietly, babe." It's funny that I was concerned with it. I'm SURE they've seen worse. I'm sure they understand. But in the moment, I was SOO focused on it and so embarassed by it. What I should have been more focused on was the fact that I wasn't snoring - what on Earth did I think I had to be awake for?!? I certainly paid the price of that when we got home and I was "on-call" to feed him every hour and a half.
Connor's kangaroo costume was a big hit! We didn't trick-or-treat with him, of course, but we DID pass out candy all night! The neighbors were the most excited, but the little kids that came to the door also thought he was pretty darn cute! I think the little baby roo in Connor's pouch was the show-stopper. Remember last year? Despite the fact that this year we bought 12 bags of candy, we ALMOST ran out. We stopped when we got low, so that we didn't run out in the middle of a big group.