Boy oh boy

I am so far behind  I really don't know where to start. October has been filled with lots and lots of fun, stress, worry and excitement. Let me start with my sweet baby boy Levi. He is now 7 months old. I don't even know how to express how special this little baby is to me. He is the cutest little thing. His personality is starting to really come out and I think he is going to be a funny little thing. He loves to laugh and play. I took him for his 6 month check up last month.

At six months he weighs 20 lbs and is 25 1/2 inches long. He is my big boy. He already wears 9-12 month clothes. He army crawls everywhere and hasn't quite learned how to get his knees under him. He loves to eat. His favorite baby food is chicken and apples. He can put it down let me tell you.  He is trying to pull up on things too. We still have no teeth yet, but I think they are trying to come on in. Jameson had at least 4 teeth by this time. Sleep is still a hit and miss. He sleeps some nights and decides to stay up on any given night. When he wakes up in the mornings it is worth it all to see his sweet little smile. There is nothing like a baby smile in the morning.

I decided to let him take a look at Babywise since his mommy isn't really doing a good job.

Jameson is my special little guy. He has been through a lot in the past month or so. His tonsils have been huge since he was a baby. He would laugh some times and you could see them in the back of his throat. I finally gave in and took him to the pediatric ENT at Children's in October. I just knew he was going to fall apart as soon as he saw the doctor, but he was such a big boy and showed the doctor his throat. I was so surprised when the doctor sd, "oh yeah, those need to come on out. How about next Tuesday?" Rusty had to reach up and close my mouth. I was shocked how it was no big deal to them. I kind of wanted to grab my child and run for the hills. I had been dreading that one moment for so long. I knew it had to happen, but I didn't want to really admit it. So surgery was scheduled and my stomach stayed in knots for weeks until the dreaded day. We promised J that we would take him to the zoo if he was a good boy at the doctor's office. Boy was he so excited. We had a great time.

I love these boys

Pooped after the zoo

The end of October we had lots of fun at our church's fall festival and trunk or treat. Jameson was a farmer (did you really think he would be anything else?) and Levi was a sack of taters. Rusty and I decided we would be tater farmers. Jameson made it very clear that he was not a tater farmer, he was a cow farmer. Two short days after Halloween, Jameson had his surgery. They removed his tonsils, adnoids and put holes in his ear drums to drain the fluid he had behind them. My poor baby hasn't been able to swallow or hear in so long. The surgery went great. It only took about 20 minutes. I was one happy momma when the doctor came in and said things went well.

WEEEEEEEEE

My farmer and sack of taters

Surgery was a breeze....recovery was a different story! I never recommend Lortab for your child. Lortab made Jameson extremely ill and I am convinced another child entered Jameson's body for a short time. He was the meanest thing I have ever seen. I didn't blame him though. I might be slightly ill if someone cut my throat and expected me to drink and eat all day long. Let me just say I am glad it is over. He is doing great and almost fully recovered.

Getting ready to go back.

I really thought I was going to have a nervous break down before surgery. He was not allowed to get sick. If he had an asthma flare up, they would have to postpone the surgery for 4-6 weeks. So for weeks I was more OCD than I have ever been. Someone would cough and I would grab Jameson cover his face. It was rediculous. The night before surgery I was scrubbing him down in the tub. I was instructed to bathe him with antibacterial soap from head to toe. Of course I take things to the extreme. By the end of his bath he could have scrubbed in for surgery. So I had finally gotten him clean and he starts splashing around  and hits the bottom of his chin on the side of the tub. He comes up covered in blood. He bit his tongue and I was certain we were headed to the ER for stitches. Lots of blood and 2 towels full of blood later, the bleeding stops. No stitches needed. However, I could have used a valium drip at this point. I could not take one more thing at that one moment. Luckily it was bedtime and we got a few hours rest.

October and November have been very eventful. There is nothing like having children. We are doing great and I can't wait for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Such a wonderful time of year. I am so thankful for my life and all God had blessed me with.

Until next time.