Archives for the month of: April, 2014

Another late post! What a surprise.


We "babysat" 7 chicks for my parents last week. They're awfully cute.

We had a very good Easter this year. Truett had his first egg hunt at DH’s grandma’s house. I was skeptical that he would actually be able to participate but DH was determined.

He took Tru out and showed him an egg on the ground. Tru then spent the next 5 minutes trying to pick up the same egg. His hands are just too small and the egg was so smooth and slippery. It was painful to watch in the sense that I just really wanted to help him. Finally, after he had suffered enough trying to pick it up, DH finally helped him. Then they moved on to the next egg.

It was a long process. Tru finally managed to pick one up all on his own and buddy, he was not going to let that egg go. He was clearly surprised and pleased at his accomplishment. He ended up sucking some of the yellow food coloring off of an egg… hopefully that’s ok.


Speaking of sucking, I let him suck the sugar off of a peep. Bad mommy moment. Sorry. Anyways, he loved it of course. He was sucking on it like a boobie and enjoying it very muchly. I eventually took it from him when a piece started to break off. Cue screaming fit.

Don’t worry, it wasn’t one of these kind of peeps.

Church had a lovely service. Tru had a lovely meltdown at the end of the service but to be fair, he was hungry. Then we went to my grandma’s house and my cousins were there with their babies and all together, there were 5 babies age 2 and under. I couldn’t help but think back to how awful I would have been feeling there without my baby to cling to. So much has changed in the last year. I’m so infinitely grateful.

But to update about Tru, since that’s why you’re reading this… His sleep has continued to suck terribly the last while. A few nights ago though, he slept on his back. He usually sleeps on his belly now because as soon as I lay him down, he rolls onto his belly. That night he slept until around 4am without getting in bed with us. It was wonderful! So I wondered if it had something to do with the position. Last night I laid him down on his back and made sure he was still on his back when I went to bed. He woke up after 6am. Could this just be a coincidence? I’m afraid to get to excited about it in case it just happened. I really hope that he will sleep better if I just make sure he’s on his back. I don’t know though. That seems too easy. Besides, he sleeps on his back in bed with us and he still wakes up all night so…we shall just have to see what happens. At any rate, last night was awesome.


You can't get cuter than that.

I still cannot convince Tru to get on all fours no matter how much I crawl around in front of him. He thinks it’s hilarious to watch mommy crawl but he obviously doesn’t think it’s something he can do. I’m not in a huge hurry to grow him up or anything, but he gets sooo mad when he can’t get where he wants to go, I think he would be a happier baby if he could crawl. He does get around pretty well now rolling though. He has mastered rolling through doorways now and he rolls pretty much all over the place. I’ve never seen a baby get around so well just on rolling. He is also getting more stable sitting up. We can’t sit him on the floor and walk away just yet, but sometimes he sits for a minute or two before he topples over.

I made some homemade baby food this week and Tru likes it just as well as the jars. At $.53 a jar, I rather buy them for convenience if we are going somewhere or buy the varieties I can’t/don’t want to make. I made it and froze it in ice-cube trays and then I just thaw about 3 cubes per feeding. He also started drinking out of a sippy cup occasionally. I wasn’t really ready to start that, but my sister had given us some old sippy cups that were her daughters and Tru was playing with one and he just started sucking air out of it, so DH asked me to put milk in it and see what happens and Tru just gulped it down. Sniff, sniff. He’s getting so big. He also started drinking a bottle again for the first time since around 2 months.

Ok, I have to go. Nap time is almost over. That’s another thing. I’ve started laying him down for naps when he gets tired during the day. I lay him in his bed and he usually fusses/cries for a few minutes and then falls asleep for about an hour. Our days have been so. much. better. the last week because of this. He will literally stay awake all day if I don’t make him take a nap. Even in he does have to CIO for a few minutes, it’s worth it because he’s so much happier when he wakes up.


Just eat your dandelions for weed control. 😉 They're so tasty. You can eat every bit of it.


More phlox


Tulips and daffodils my dad gave me last year. So glad they came up so well.

Dear God, Thank You for all of Your blessings on us. Thank You for the good week that we’ve had and the beautiful weather. Please watch over Tru and protect him and help us to train him up in the way he should go. Help us to know how to teach him the things that You would have him learn. In Jesus’ name, amen.


A friend of mine came across this and shared it on facebook. I thought it was so cool. Makes me thankful that we were able to breastfeed. Its hard work and I know it doesn’t always work for everyone but its definitely worth trying to do it.

Health Foundations

We all know the saying “breast is best” but here are some of the colossal benefits, and a couple quirky facts, about breastfeeding.

1.  Human milk boosts a baby’s immune system big time—helping baby fight viral, bacterial, and parasitic infections, including:

  • Respiratory tract infections
  • Ear infections
  • Bacterial meningitis
  • Pneumonia
  • Urinary tract infections
  • Infant diarrhea
  • Common colds and flus

2.  Breastfeeding can actually reduce baby’s risk of disease later in life, including:

  • Type I and II diabetes
  • Hodgkin’s disease
  • Leukemia
  • Obesity
  • High blood pressure
  • High cholesterol levels
  • Crohn’s disease
  • Ulcerative colitis
  • Asthma
  • Eczema

3.  Breastfeeding reduces mama’s risk of ovarian and breast cancer, heart disease, and osteoporosis.  The longer she breastfeeds, the higher the benefit.  In fact, a woman who breastfeeds for 8 years has nearly a 0% risk of breast cancer.

Get this—breastfeeding a baby girl actually reduces her lifetime risk of breast cancer by 25%.

4.  Breastfeeding saves a…

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Shannon did such a good job on this, it is definitely worth reading. A lot of these stats are things I didn’t even know!

   In response to those who wanted to know how Truett’s Dr appointment went the other day for his eye and swollen lymph nodes, here’s a quick update. His tear duct is still blocked. It had seemed to open for a short time but it’s now blocked again and it isn’t likely it will open on it’s own. So he has been referred to a children’s eye doctor to have it opened. Unfortunately they are not able to see him for another month and his pediatrician said that it will pretty much just stay infected until he gets it fixed. All we can do in the meantime is continue giving him eye ointment every few days to keep the infection under control. I must say though that he is the cutest goopy eyed little baby ever. 😉 Gross, I know. The infection is only in his right eye and it has never spread to his other eye. Knock on wood. 

As for the lymph nodes, they are hopefully nothing to worry about. They may be swollen because of the eye infection and the body trying to fight that off she said. Generally they don’t worry about them at this size and also if they are still movable. I still would REALLY like for them to go back to normal so I can just know that they are ok, but for now I will try to just keep a little eye on them and not worry too much. 

So that’s about the jist of it. I did deprive you all of pictures on my last weekly update so I’m going to take advantage of the opportunity now to smother you in cuteness. You are most welcome. 🙂


Pooping on the big people toilet. Is it horrible of me to post a picture of my kid pooping? Sorry. Isn’t he cute pooping though? No? Ok, then let’s move along…


Modeling his camo and daddy's deer hide.

Modeling his camo and daddy’s deer hide.

Loving the Moby Wrap.

Loving the Moby Wrap.

He played himself to sleep.

He played himself to sleep.

And I say he never sleeps....

And I say he never sleeps….

We visited a nature center last weekend. It was gorgeous. I carried Tru in the Moby and we nearly had heat stroke but after our long and cold winter, it felt incredible. ;)

We visited a nature center last weekend. It was gorgeous. I carried Tru in the Moby and we nearly had heat stroke but after our long and cold winter, it felt incredible. 😉

Tru fell asleep on the walk.

Tru fell asleep on the walk.

       It’s weird to me that we have hit a stage now where baby food is becoming more important than breast milk for Truett. Of course I still nurse him as much as he wants for drinks, snacks, and additional nutrition. The pediatrician told me at his visit last week that I need to nurse him after I feed him his baby food that way he is filling up on the food more than the milk. She also told me that we needed to start feeding him 3 separate meals a day (with as much additional nursing as he wants) once we had passed the allergy tests and introduced more foods. We started carrots today and at first, Tru was not a fan. I read that babies can sometimes take up to 15 times of trying the same food before they like it so I am confident that he will grow to like it soon. He gagged and made terrible faces at sweet potatoes for the first several times and eventually he grew to like them. So far he really loves peaches, peas and green beans and now sweet potatoes too. 

       I have seen Tru put his butt in the air twice now like he is trying to get on all fours but still no crawling. He rolls around like a rolling-pin these days. He will cry when I leave the room and go rolling after me. It cracks me up. Tru still can’t sit up on his own but he is pretty steady with just a little support. I have a feeling he will be sitting in another week or 2 and probably crawling very soon too. Where does the time go???? 

I am scared out of my mind right now because the swollen lymph node that I noticed on the side of Tru’s head when he was a couple of weeks old is still there. It actually feels maybe a bit bigger too. I also found 4 more scattered around his head and neck area last night and I instantly felt sick. I just laid there holding him trying to swallow back the panic. As soon as I got up this morning I called his pediatrician’s office and got him in for an appointment later today. He needs to go in anyways because he has an eye infection that comes and goes and I usually put eyrithramycin in his eye that his doctor gave him awhile back and it usually clears right up but not this time. I am so nervous though because this lymph node thing has been there since shortly after birth and it’s really scaring me.

So, a few little tidbits I want to write down just so I remember…
– Tru has started shaking his head like he is saying “no” but he’s really just doing it for the fun of it and I find it adorable.
– I have finally stopped shedding hair as excessively as I was. It’s still more than normal but less than it was. I also have started regrowing hair in the thin places and now I have tons of little tiny short hairs all sticking up everywhere.
– Tru is still pooping on the big toilet consistently. Almost every poop is on the toilet now. He makes a little grunt sound when he needs to go and looks me right in the eyes while doing a little practice grunt face. It is Hilarious!!! He actually had to use a public toilet the other day because he simply would not go in his diaper and we were not going to be home any time soon. Can’t believe poop training was that easy. Now I guess its time to start working on going pee on the toilet which we haven’t really worked on much yet.

Dear God, please watch over Tru and keep him heathy and safe. I pray that there will not be anything wrong in his body that could cause him any harm. Please help him to continue to grow stong and healthy and to keep learning all the new things that he is trying to do. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Every time I see a mommy at her wit’s end with her little one and she gives me that flustered, exhausted look and says something like “Kids!! 1 is definitely enough for me!” or “Kids change everything. You’ll never sleep in again!” I continually find myself thinking – Maybe we are the lucky ones.

We had the chance to sleep in and we found out, we don’t care for it that much! We went from envisioning our ideal family of 5 (or however many) to thinking “I hope we can have at least one!”
We had time for lots of romantic evenings with our spouse but we found out that it wasn’t that easy to enjoy all that alone time when we had nothing BUT alone time together. And romantic? Who am I kidding?! There’s nothing that romantic about timed BD’ing. That will kill the mood real quick.
Suddenly “peace and quiet” wasn’t all that peaceful anymore. The quiet was too quiet and our minds were never at peace because our thoughts were so distraught with trying to remember if we needed to OPK again at 3:00 or 3:45, and is a 7mm lining really good enough? Should we be taking more CoQ10 or was that actually hurting our chances? Would DH have more studly swimmers if he would start taking 2 zinc a day instead of 1?
All that free time wasn’t very free because we filled up the hours googling early pregnancy symptoms like it was our job or breaking the bank buying up all the FRERs and a years supply of OPKs.
Girl’s night out became our worst nightmare because all we could think about was how we might be missing ovulation by an hour.
Those wonderful child-free vacations weren’t happening either because, let’s face it, who has money for vacations when you’re doing IVF or any ART for that matter?
But for real girls… at least we had the time to do our nails and even put on some make up every day. Of course, we cried all our mascara off before the day was half over and another 20 times after that. And we couldn’t paint our nails because, well you know… we googled it once and there was like one person who swore that their IVF failed because they accidentally inhaled too much nail polish while painting their toenails.

So, when I hear all the warnings comments now from well-meaning parents about how things will never be the same again and I will never have time to so much as eat breakfast, I think (well, first of all I think “good!! because I never want to go back to IF. I never want those things to be the same again!”) – maybe we are the lucky ones. We are so blessed to be able to appreciate our babies in a way that far exceeds the understanding of many. (I want to be very clear here in stating that I do know many fertile people who appreciate their children beyond belief and are exceptionally good parents and I do know that they couldn’t love their children one drop more without their hearts just exploding from the love.) We worked so hard and waited so long, we have no regrets about having children now. No fantasizing about an extra year alone with our spouse before children. We 100% love and adore our babies. So yes, it may not seem like it looking back on all the horrible things we endured to get our babies, but maybe, just maybe we are the lucky ones.

I had the chance the other day to sit and catch up with a very dear friend. She is 80 years old. She had infertility. A few years back, I had mentioned to her that we were having trouble TTC and I really just imagined that she didn’t understand the struggle. I figured that she thought it wasn’t as bad as I was saying it was because, ya know, I’m young… lots of time to try. Or so I was always told. *eye roll*
Well, I learned alot the other day. As it turns out, she wanted children very much. I don’t know how long it was that her and her husband tried for initially but eventually she did get pregnant just to lose that baby. I believe she said they waited a total of 4 years trying for their little boy. Since they had such a long struggle and because IF treatment didn’t exist back then, they naturally assumed that they would not be able to have any more children unless God moved for them. They certainly wanted more babies so they waited to see what would happen. God did bless them again after 6 more years with another baby boy.
I kept wondering as she was telling me this story, how different it must have been back then to have infertility. They had no doctors who could diagnose what their problem was. They had no fertility medicines to try or ICSI to put an immobile, morphologically challenged sperm directly into an egg. There was nothing for her to do but pray. She just had to wait. I’m sure her heart and her arms ached for a baby but all she could do was hope and pray and wait some more.
I told her that it was very interesting for me to talk to her about infertility as it is something that I don’t have in common with very many IRL friends and she told me that she believes that everything we go through is for a purpose. I believe that too. Maybe the purpose of her going though infertility was so that when she heard that I was experiencing that (and a few other couples she’s known I’m sure) she could pray for us and offer encouragement. She did pray for us so much along the way. More than I realized. And maybe that is part of the reason why I have had this battle. So I can pray for and encourage other women. I really don’t know, but I am sure that this battle has not been for no reason.
I really don’t know where I was going with this. I guess I just found it interesting to hear her story and its happy ending. I find it amazing how God moved for her and blessed her with her 2 boys and that God moved for me too in an entirely different way and blessed me with my little boy. 🙂

Wubanub in Texas.

Wubanub in Texas.

Truett and I made our first solo trip together last weekend. This also happened to be our first experience on a plane ever which I actually quite enjoyed. Lift off and landing were my favorite parts by far. We went to stay with my friend J for a few days before her wedding as I was her Matron of Honor. Thank you J! If at any point in this post it sounds like I am complaining about anything, I am not. I thoroughly enjoyed our trip. I needed a vacation way more than I realized. I had a blast the entire time; at airports, flying, at my friend’s apartment, at the wedding, at delicious dinners and even at the hotel. (So you are not allowed to say “sorry” J!) My friend kept apologizing the whole time for every little thing but really Tru and I were quite happy and content. 🙂
We left our house at 5am friday morning after I slept about 20 minutes all night. I have lovely insomnia and that just happened to be a bad night. But I’m generally a functioning insomniac so aside from talking backwards all day, I coped fine with no sleep. YAY me! We arrived at the airport by about 6:30am and after driving around a long time trying to figure out how to long-term park my car, we got on the shuttle and to the terminal. we got through security in a breeze. This was the only airport that didn’t make me remove my shoes or take my laptop out of my carry on or check my hands for whatever they check them for. That actually freaked me out a bit because really no matter how innocent anyone looks, everyone should be checked. We easily found our gate and before long we were taking off. Tru loved that first take off. We were seated by a window and he looked out and got quite excited about watching the whole take off process. He fussed maybe 5 minutes and then was asleep. We had to make a connection in Chicago. While I really hate that airport in all of its bigness, it wasn’t too bad and again, before long we were in the air and safely landed in Austin. We had a fun time with some turbulence. No really, it was fun. Kind of like a mini rollercoaster. Tru liked it. He fell asleep again. My friend came to pick us up and we had a whole day to sit and talk and catch up. It was so much fun and she is so amazing at understanding what I mean when I talk backwards and out of my head. She really has a talent there.
Saturday was rehearsal and rehearsal dinner which was absolutely divine! I mean folks, I got an 18oz steak. It lasted me 2 meals. It was fantastic!! Truett held up amazingly well considering I didn’t put him to bed until around 11:30pm. I also should add that during this trip I had NO INSOMNIA. I slept amazing the whole time. Truett had no problems sleeping either. He went to sleep within minutes of me laying him down every night, nursed a couple of times in the night and went immediately back to sleep and slept in every day until 8:30am (except the day I woke him up early) which is actually 9:30am since we are in a different time zone. Impressive. I expected sleep to be horrible on the trip but I was very pleasantly surprised.
Enjoying warmer Texas weather!!

Enjoying warmer Texas weather!!

Truett in his borrowed car seat.
I'm manly enough for the pink car seat.

I’m manly enough for the pink carseat.

There's a Wubanub on my head?

There’s a Wubanub on my head?

Sunday morning we were up and getting ready by 6:30am for a 10:30am wedding. My friend was out the door earlier so her brother very kindly drove baby and I to the wedding venue. IT. WAS. GORGEOUS!!! Unfortunately, I only managed to get pictures on my phone instead of on my camera but you can still see how beautiful the view was. It kept raining all morning off and on and my poor friend was reduced to tears at the prospect of her wedding being indoors. I was really not wanting to cry because she had a make up artist to my make up already and … smeared mascara doesn’t rock on me. Anyways, God was good to her and stopped the rain just long enough for the ceremony. It was gorgeous. The lake was misty.. everything was beautiful. The rain started pouring by the end of the ceremony so it was quickly concluded and we all rushed inside, laughing and wet. You never saw such a beautiful, rained on bride. They had an absolutely perfect reception with delicious food and cake. Sunday evening we went to an after wedding dinner with my friend’s family and had some fantastic ribs.
The lake all misty and romantic in  the rain.

The lake all misty and romantic in the rain.

Looking out the window at the lake.

Looking out the window at the lake.

The reception venue.

The reception venue.

My gorgeous friend and her adorable husband cutting the cake.

My gorgeous friend and her adorable husband cutting the cake.

The amazing ribs!

The amazing ribs!

All dressed up. :)

All dressed up. 🙂

Monday morning I woke up sad that the trip was already over. Time to go home. How did it go by so fast? My friend dropped me and Tru off at the airport and very sadly I said goodbye. It could be years before we see each other again. I’m so glad so the time we got to spend together.
Totally loving the prickly pear cactus plants everywhere!

Totally loving the prickly pear cactus plants everywhere!

I bought a few postcards for my album and Tru and I boarded our plane for a quick flight to Dallas. In Dallas we had a little layover before heading home so I bought some lunch and we just hung out. We got to ride the Skylink which I found absolutely awesome. I’m easy to impress. 😉 I worried we wouldn’t get to our flight on time so I was rushing through the airport. I needn’t have worried though. We boarded our flight home and just as we went to take off, we were called back to the gate because of mechanical problems. There were no other flights home that day so the airline gave us a hotel room and called a shuttle to take us there and gave me vouchers for supper and breakfast the next day. Everyone else on the flight was crabby and upset about the flight being cancelled but I was extremely thankful. I’m flying with a baby. If you even think there is a possibility of a problem, I want no part in being in the air. Plus I wasn’t ready for my trip to end. I missed DH badly but I was still ok with staying the night in a relatively nice, clean hotel room and just relaxing with the baby. He was so happy to finally be put down, he laughed when I laid him on the bad and let him play with his toys.
At the hotel getting some much-needed play time.

At the hotel getting some much needed play time.

Tuesday we got to stay till noon at the hotel because we took their latest shuttle to the airport since our flight was at 4:05pm. I took a shower and had to improvise on a way to keep Tru safe since he would roll off the bed and I had no seat for him. I just dumped out our clothes and let him lay on a pillow in the luggage.wpid-CAM00839.jpg Hey, it worked! We got back to the airport and after a few hours wait, we were on the plane and back in our own home state! Truett cried for over an hour in the car driving home. I think he developed separation anxiety from being with me so much during the weekend. When I stopped the car to check on him, he smiled and laughed at me, then as soon as I got back in the car he was a sobbing mess again. It was actually pretty adorable. wpid-CAM00844.jpg

So, tips I can share after this experience.
1) Pack light on the clothing – I chose to pack one outfit per day for Truett and 2 sleepers for 4 nights. This works for him because he is neither a messy baby, nor a barfer. I also packed a few bibs and just hand washed them when I ran out. I packed 5 diapers per day and landed with 2 leftover! I brought 3 jars of baby food and bought more when I got there. I packed multiple shirts for myself and an extra pair of jeans. I took too sets of pajamas and of course socks, undies and the bridesmaid dress and a dress for the rehearsal dinner. I took a change of shoes too.

2) Only take a check in bag if you have someone to carry it into the airport with you and someone else to carry it out at your destination. Check it all the way through to the final destination because you will probably not be able to handle it once you are on your own. I packed a carry on and took Truett’s normal sized diaper bag and my regular sized purse and it was almost more than I could carry.

3) Use a good baby carrier!!! Truett pretty much stayed in his Moby Wrap all through the airports. I would take him out on the planes and if we were sitting at the gate waiting to board but otherwise he really needed to be in there so I had my hands free for carrying the baggage. A few times her protested and I just had to do my best to carry him on my hip. I like the Moby but I’m not sure if there would be some easier carrier to get on and off. You really can’t just put the Moby on while you are holding the baby and there is nowhere to lay the baby down in the airport or on the plane. The upside to the Moby is that you can keep it on after you take the baby out and it’s not in your way. Then you can put the baby right back in easily.

4) Invest in some good, baby safe disinfecting hand and face wipes. – In the terrible event that you may need to change the baby’s diaper in the plane bathroom (shudder), they will touch everything. It’s too small in there for them to not touch anyways and if they are curious like Tru, it will suddenly be an awesome time to rub the walls and grab the sink faucets and everything else in their reach…which is everything. I know the person sitting next to me must have thought I was nuts when I returned to my seat and started frantically washing Tru’s hands and feet over and over with wipes.

5) Dress baby in a one piece sleeper. – I dressed Tru in pants and shirt up until the very last flight and he was so much more comfortable in his sleeper. Also we weren’t having to keep picking his socks up off the floor and finally just going sockless.

6) I got smart on our very last day at the airport and found that I could use his toy interconnecting rings to put his teether and pacifier on. We had dropped his pacifier a good 20 times throughout the trip until then. I then connected the rings to the Moby. Problem solved!wpid-CAM00842.jpg

All in all, there is nothing remotely easy about flying with an infant but it wasn’t as hard as I thought and it ended up being well worth it because we both had so much fun. I actually found it to be rather bonding with Tru. We had a little adventure together and we got to be close to the whole time.

This week we saw an improvement in sleeping at night….. so I probably just jinxed us. Great. Anyways, Tru has been waking up about 3-4 times a night to nurse the last week or so and only sleeping in bed with us for the second half of the night. Yes, that’s an improvement. Don’t knock it. 😉

Truett had his 6 month checkup this week. He is 27 and 1/4″ tall in the 75th percentile, 44 and 1/2cm head circumference in the 84th percentile. 😉 He weighed in at 16lbs 14oz in the 38th percentile for weight. That is down from the 50 something percentile at his 4 month checkup. The NP said she isn’t concerned because she knows my family and they are all slim folks but I really would like to see him gain just a bit better. Baby food may help with that. Also, he’s just so busy now that he is bound to loose weight.

So, we started offering pureed baby foods a week and a half ago and since Tru has to pass the 3 day allergy test with each one, so far he has tried sweet potatoes, green beans and peas. We need to start something new today but we are busy with friends so he will probably just stick with his same 3 foods (plus rice cereal) until another day. He hated sweet potatoes at first but now he loves them. He loves the green things too which I’ve heard is unusual for a little baby.

My friend and her 9 month old little girl came over this week and her baby and Truett smiled and played together. It was THE.CUTEST.THING! They kept reaching out for eachother and grabbing face and stealing toys. It made me want twins for a minute. I mean, I get that it would be twice as much work and all that but they were so freaking cute playing together.
Still rolling around everywhere. He can almost sit by himself now too. I swear I just love this kid so much. He’s the cutest, best baby ever. 😉 Isn’t it nice how every mom gets to have the best, cutest baby ever?! Because really… they are all the best and the cutest.
Dear God, please watch over Tru and bless him. Please pour out Your blessings on his life and help us to raise him right to walk in Your ways. In Jesus’ name, amen.
Stay tuned for “Wubanub Goes to Texas – Flying Solo With a 6 Month Old”