Our Little Turkey

This was Turkey Morning.

Our little sleepy head hits David's chest and is out like a light. He loves to take naps on Daddy. Good thing we don't have spiders! They could march right into that wide mouth.

Sleeping again on David Thursday evening.
I wanted a family picture on Thanksgiving, even if Danny was sound asleep.

Even with the flash, he was not waking up...

Until we got home. Then POP, wide awake.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Today is my most favorite holiday of the year. This year, it is especially sweet with the new addition to our family.

My little butterball is as cute as a button. I'll be taking some pictures of him in his holiday attire in a bit, and I'll be sure to post them later. Today also marks his 2-month birthday, making this Thanksgiving even more special.


This year, we have so much to be thankful for. First and foremost, I am thankful for my wonderful husband. We have had a roller coaster of a ride over the last 18-months, and I couldn't imagine being seated next to anyone else. I am not only thankful for his love of me, but for the amazing father he is. To watch him and hear him with Danny pulls the strings on my heart and makes everyday one to be thankful for.

I am thankful for my little boy, who is sitting in his bouncer next to me, cooing and smiling. Even after a long day, I am amazed that he is ours. He has brought so much joy to our lives.

I am thankful for Angela because she changed our lives for the better in every way. The lessons we learned from her were not always easy, but they have given us a perspective and appreciation that few people will wholly understand.

I am thankful for the Sherman and Shafer families. We are so lucky to have so many people to love and be loved by.

I am thankful for our health. For our entire families and extended families. I am especially grateful that my Aunt Rosie's most recent scans came back good.

I am thankful for the good friends in my life. The rich reward of friendship is something everyone should be so lucky to reap. In recent weeks, I have found out that several of my friends are due to have 2009 babies. Please keep them in your thoughts and prayers so that next year, we are celebrating the new babies in their lives.

Finally, I am thankful that during this dark and unstable economy, David and I are both gainfully employed with a roof over our head, heat in our home and food on our table.

If My Son Were A Star Fish...

I would eat him up and let him grow new limbs over and over again! I honestly don't think it's possible to kiss him enough. A few pictures from the weekend....

GO BUCKEYES!

I'm such a wannabe fan. I really don't care about football, but I'm looking forward to the game. Why? Because it's when my husband scheduled my massage and pedicure! I am having a "Lady Day" and he and Danny are having a "Man Day". Sign me up!

Here is my adorable son sporting some of his baby gifts! Check out the BEAUTIFUL handmade sweater by Carrie Vaccariello. Unfortunately, she's a Michigan fan. We'll let it slide today. The Buckeye blanket is courtesy of David's friend John Ribic. He's a legit fan as he's an alumni. And the fabulous shoes are from the Harmon's. I am now obsessed with looking for more Robeez shoes. So easy to get on and off.

So Far So Good

I am sitting here with a very sleepy baby in the Bjorn. His shots went as well as can be expected. He of course cried, but was soothed very quickly when he latched on for a quick feed afterwards. He also had some Tylenol which we will continue to give him for the next 24-hours. I'm crossing my fingers that the day/night goes well, but I'm also managing my expectations.

He weighed in at 12lbs 14oz. He's in the 85th percentile for weight. What a fatty. We learned that he is now at an age where he should be able to self-soothe himself more. This is good to know. We certainly don't want to develop bad habits, and I know I've been guilty of picking him up all too quickly after he starts crying. The fact that he's been fed, feels good and has a dry diaper is all we need to know to let him cry it out. Lately, he has all of the above, and as soon as I put him down, he'll cry. Depending on my mood and time of day, I'll put up with this to some degree. However I was proud of myself on Wednesday for letting him go a full 20-minutes. Because he's a hefty guy, the doc also encouraged us not to feed him and then put him right down to sleep, but to make sure he's up for a bit (with the exception of the middle of the night) so that he doesn't always need food for comfort. Whether that means he's awake in his crib or awake in other ways.

The doctor said the crying it out might take a few nights, but it's worth the pain for both of us. It really does break my heart to hear him scream fully knowing that if I pick him up he'll be fine. However, the fact that I'll be going back to work at the end of December definitely plays a key role in agreeing to the cry it out theory. Not only for myself at night, but the fact that he'll be in Day Care and will need to be put down for naps, etc.

Of course, this will all begin in a day or two, as with his shots, the doctor advised that it's OK to hold him and cuddle him a lot since he actually won't be feeling good.

Before we left for our appointment, I took a picture of him with his new winter hat, and it was just too cute. You have to love The Children's Place. I especially love it because it's lined with fleece, covers his ears, and velcros under his three chins.

Wish Us Luck

Today Danny is getting four shots at his 2-month check up. I am really hoping he is more Sherman then Shafer when it comes to this type of stuff. The baby Tylenol is packed.

Shooting Rubberbands at the Sky

Check out those thighs! Could they be any chubbier?

He likes to put his arm in the water :)

This was just one of many smiles that he woke up with today. I couldn't snap one of his fabulous ones, but this is pretty good.