Where Does the Time Go??

My sweet baby is six months old now. I can't even believe it!! It seems like yesterday that I was pregnant, yet when I look at newborn pictures I think, "That was ages ago!" To really see how much changes in just six months, check out this video of Nathan. He was only about a week old in it. This also happened to be the first video I ever shot with my camera, so it isn't any cinematic masterpiece. It was more of an experiment with the movie setting, but it does serve to illustrate how much Nathan has grown and changed in his first half a year.



Amazing, isn't it? He used to make every move in slow motion. Now it's nearly impossible to keep up with him, and it's just going to get harder I know. I'm a little nostalgic for the tiny little bundle that used to sleep on my chest and fit in my hands. Now I have a squirmy 18 pound baby boy who's over two feet long. I do love this age, though. He's so much fun. He's the happiest baby I've ever seen. He smiles all the time, and he's very social. I love his little giggle! Sometimes I can't wait until he's older, and sometimes I want to keep him six months old forever. Just to compare, here's a little video I shot in Lawrence while we were there for B's cousin's wedding. This is Nathan and his daddy playing together in the hotel room.



And last but not least, my latest scrapbook page. It's my new favorite. Credits can be found HERE.

The Newest Love of My Life...

Yesterday we had a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. A monster was set loose in our house, and his name is Nathan The Terrible Teether. That poor, poor baby was in so much pain that he just wasn't happy all day. It took me a little while to figure out what was wrong. He would be smiling and playing one minute and screaming and wailing the next. I just could not make him happy. I had to take him to Granny Jane's last night because I had pool league. He was not a happy camper over there either. When I went to pick him up, I brought some baby Orajel. I put it on his little gums, and he was a totally different baby within minutes. He stopped crying and started smiling. He was sitting on my lap and he looked at me and smiled, and then he leaned over and gave me a big kiss. It was so sweet! But then I felt really lousy. I don't know why I didn't do that sooner. It was so easy to make him feel better. It just took me all day to figure out what was wrong and how to fix it. I guess that's just part of being a new mom. It's amazing how motherhood can make you feel supremely happy, extremely powerful, and horribly inadequate. It all just depends on the day. But I wouldn't give it up for the world.



Here's a new LO I did the other night. I really like how it turned out, so I'll share it with all of blogland!


Credits can be found HERE.

His Favorite Skill

I have another Nathan video to share. Mommy and Grandma Helen were trying to get a picture of his beautiful smile, and this is what we got instead. What we failed to capture in this slightly dark video is the exact shade of crimson his face turned. He was working so hard on those raspberries, I thought he was going to pop! Enjoy!

Randomness...

Hello out there in blogland! It's been a long time. What is it about not having a blog that makes it really easy to come up with things to blog about? I've come to the blog several times in the last week, and just couldn't come up with enough for an entry. Suddenly I have nothing to say? Right.

I can brag that my sweetie hubby brought me these gorgeous things yesterday:

Ain't he great?! For some reason, you can only see 11 in the photo, but there are a dozen. I love the multi-colored bouquet. The best thing about them? They're No-Reason-Flowers. It's not a special occasion, he isn't in trouble (as far as I know), he just brought them cuz he wanted to. What a stud!

So I'm sure no one is going to be shocked, but I have to spend the rest of the entry braggin' on my baby boy.

Wait, sidetrack: You know, I never thought about it much before, but all of those people who get tired of hearing new moms go on and on about their little bundles of joy should just hire them a babysitter and take them out for Margaritas. Sure, you'll probably hear about every cute thing the little carpet-varmit has done since labor and delivery, but at least when the night is over she'll have one child-free story to tell. The reason we new mommies only talk about our babies is not because they're particularly exceptional (though mine is) or extra, extra cute (he's that as well) or because they think no one has ever experienced a more wonderful baby than their baby (that's my boy!). It's mainly the fact that there isn't really time for anything else, so there isn't anything else to talk about.

Think about it. What do people make small talk about? Great books you've read? Dr. Suess usually doesn't count. Movies you've seen? Not if they're more than five minutes long. That's about the average chunk of free time. Politics? I don't even have a clue what the president's latest screw-up is. Weather? Don't even talk to me about weather. It just reminds me that the seasons will change soon, and I don't know if Nathan has enough warm clothes. Or maybe he has enough warm clothes, but not enough in-between-seasons clothes. He's growing so fast it seems like I put pants on him in the morning and they are shorts by nightfall. Speaking of nights, we're working on changing his sleep-schedule. It's so important to get him on a schedule. Speaking of schedule, when's his next doctor's appointment? Is he due for shots? The doctor said to start feeding him fruits soon, and then meat. Will he still want his cereal? Speaking of cereal, what time is it? Is it nap time, or dinner time? Oh, did you say something? What were we talking about again?

Your Honor, the defense rests.

So back to braggin' on the boy. He's crawling all over the place these days. He's getting so good at it, he hardly ever tips over anymore. I kind of miss that. It was so cute when he'd get his arm caught underneath him and tip forward on his face with his bottom half up in the air. Guess you have to be there. Anyway, I took a little video of him crawling today. Now remember, I'm not a professional videographer and I took this with my Canon digital camera, not a real video camera. It takes him a minute to get going, and the cat decided she was ready for her close up, but then you can watch him take off and crawl right to the camera, then get tired and take a little rest. Ignore the E! channel playing in the background. I'm ashamed to post actual evidence that it was on my tv for more than 30 seconds, but I swear I wasn't watching it. So here it is; enjoy!