Thursday, June 29, 2006
Signing off for the weekend.....
we are leaving for camping tomorrow morning. Please pray for a safe weekend for us. And that Cooper will take well to this change. Hehe......
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
A sad day of sorts
I am sad. For a weird reason. Cooper goes into size 2 diapers next package. He blew through the size 1's, which he has never done so being a first time mom I have no idea what that meant. But have decided that it is time to go up a size.
My baby is getting big!! waaaaaa.........
It is exciting to watch him grow but at the same time I find myself wondering, "where did my baby go?"
He was playing with Daddy this morning and Daddy said, "HI..." and we swear we heard a slight little "hi..." The laughs are coming. Cooper is growing up and I really don't want to miss a thing.
My baby is getting big!! waaaaaa.........
It is exciting to watch him grow but at the same time I find myself wondering, "where did my baby go?"
He was playing with Daddy this morning and Daddy said, "HI..." and we swear we heard a slight little "hi..." The laughs are coming. Cooper is growing up and I really don't want to miss a thing.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
I'm gonna cry...
We were just about to head out for the day. I put Cooper in the back seat and went to deal with the stroller. I heard something and it sounded like he was choking. I looked at him and sure enough he was choking to the point that I frantically reached to undo his car seat to sit him forward or pull him out. As I reached for him he threw up! A whole lot too. There was a puddle of it under his butt. He even had it coming out of his nose. I just can't seem to laugh this one off. It was running out his nose and mouth and he was just looking up at me helplessly. I got scared. Called hubby and he said that he was probably fine. Came back upstairs and took a part the car seat to wash it. But first I just held onto Cooper. He cried. I cried and heck I still am.
He is now out. He had a rough night last night therefore I didn't get much sleep either. I feel so bad for him. I feel so helpless, confussed. Is my baby sick? Is it ok to still go camping? We leave Friday morning.
Well, he is sleeping so should I.
He is now out. He had a rough night last night therefore I didn't get much sleep either. I feel so bad for him. I feel so helpless, confussed. Is my baby sick? Is it ok to still go camping? We leave Friday morning.
Well, he is sleeping so should I.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Giving up control
My neighbor's have been in the process of trying to adopt a child for years. They used to do foster care and all their home studies and such is done. They are just waiting for a baby.
They had just decided that they were going to tell their case worker that they were going to just put it off and wait two years. The husband was going to go to school in the fall. They had decided just to let it go. Not to stress about it.
Guess what happened! They got a phone call. There is a newborn, well he is actually two months, that needs to be adopted through a closed adoption. Which is what they were doing. Cooper and this baby will be the same age! They can be little play buddies.
She looked so upset and she said the only thing is that he has acid reflux. I said that is the only thing? She said it was. I told her a bit about acid reflux and that it is manageable. She looked so relieved.
The mom of this baby doesn't want him. No one in the family wants him. How can you NOT want a baby! He is a little under developed due to being in the hospital since birth and no stimulation. How sad. The nurses hold him and talk to him but it is not the same as love from a parent. One on one time with someone. They are 75% sure that they will be getting this child.
God has answered their prayers. I just pray that this is His will and it will work out. They will know in a few weeks so if I could get help praying that would be awesome.
It really made me think. Think about giving up control and letting God deal with it. Just as they decided that they would just not stress out about it and decided to just try to let things go they get the phone call. They took it out of their own hands and thus it was in God's. God gave them that call. I hope and pray that it will be His will for them to be united with this little baby. As they gave up control God came in and it was almost like He was saying, now let me do my work. I have been waiting for you to just let it go into My hands.
I have been trying to give up control in many areas and this just shows me that when we give up control and the desire to have it done OUR way, in OUR timing God comes through. Sometimes may not be right away but always in His timing. Him having the control makes it all worth the while.
(I hope I made some sense! hehe)
They had just decided that they were going to tell their case worker that they were going to just put it off and wait two years. The husband was going to go to school in the fall. They had decided just to let it go. Not to stress about it.
Guess what happened! They got a phone call. There is a newborn, well he is actually two months, that needs to be adopted through a closed adoption. Which is what they were doing. Cooper and this baby will be the same age! They can be little play buddies.
She looked so upset and she said the only thing is that he has acid reflux. I said that is the only thing? She said it was. I told her a bit about acid reflux and that it is manageable. She looked so relieved.
The mom of this baby doesn't want him. No one in the family wants him. How can you NOT want a baby! He is a little under developed due to being in the hospital since birth and no stimulation. How sad. The nurses hold him and talk to him but it is not the same as love from a parent. One on one time with someone. They are 75% sure that they will be getting this child.
God has answered their prayers. I just pray that this is His will and it will work out. They will know in a few weeks so if I could get help praying that would be awesome.
It really made me think. Think about giving up control and letting God deal with it. Just as they decided that they would just not stress out about it and decided to just try to let things go they get the phone call. They took it out of their own hands and thus it was in God's. God gave them that call. I hope and pray that it will be His will for them to be united with this little baby. As they gave up control God came in and it was almost like He was saying, now let me do my work. I have been waiting for you to just let it go into My hands.
I have been trying to give up control in many areas and this just shows me that when we give up control and the desire to have it done OUR way, in OUR timing God comes through. Sometimes may not be right away but always in His timing. Him having the control makes it all worth the while.
(I hope I made some sense! hehe)
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Your husband is busy; please leave a message
I know Phil is busy when I have to call him and book an appointment to get him to install the remote keyless entry on my car!
The poor guy has been on the go so much but we have been praising and thanking God. He has had steadier work, side jobs and is going to school to help advance his position at his job. Thank God for all of it. Tomorrow is his last school night then I get my husband back!
I really give single parents credit. They don't get the credit and praise that they deserve. I am only alone two days out of the week. (besides day times) and I find it hard. So much to do. So little time. Little things Phil does that I have to do as well as my normal stuff on those nights he isn't here.
Here's to all those single parents out there that are doing the jobs of both parents. Striving to keep their children happy while keeping a thread of sanity. I really do give you credit. I can't do it. I am amazed at those that can. Way to go. Good job and keep up the wonderful things you all do!
The poor guy has been on the go so much but we have been praising and thanking God. He has had steadier work, side jobs and is going to school to help advance his position at his job. Thank God for all of it. Tomorrow is his last school night then I get my husband back!
I really give single parents credit. They don't get the credit and praise that they deserve. I am only alone two days out of the week. (besides day times) and I find it hard. So much to do. So little time. Little things Phil does that I have to do as well as my normal stuff on those nights he isn't here.
Here's to all those single parents out there that are doing the jobs of both parents. Striving to keep their children happy while keeping a thread of sanity. I really do give you credit. I can't do it. I am amazed at those that can. Way to go. Good job and keep up the wonderful things you all do!
Monday, June 19, 2006
Cooper got his first shots today
...And I think mom took it harder then the baby did!!
It just tore at my heart! I had to hold him sitting on my lap facing sideways with his head against my tummy. He was cuddled in and he was liking that position. My hand went onto his leg to hold that still while he got the needle. The first needle went in. He cried but then uh-oh...there was a second. He cried even harder. Nothing is more painful then hearing my little boy cry in pain and there was nothing I could do about it.
Then I had to turn him around so she could put TWO MORE in his other thigh! I didn't sign up for this! (well, I did but I tell you just before going in for the appointment I wanted to cancel!)
He was looking up at me, his whole face and head bright red from crying so hard. He looked up at me just as the third needle went in and he screamed at the top of his lungs and the tears fell. From both of us. I told Daddy that I couldn't do it! One more shot. I was crying good and so was Cooper.
There, the shot was done. I pulled him closer to me and kissed him and hugged him. Then started to feed him. He was still crying and pulling off. Went into the waiting room for our 15 minutes of wait time to make sure there was no reaction and continued to feed him. I kept apologizing over and over. Telling him I was so proud of him and he was so brave. He was such a good boy. So he calmed down and was eating away.
Then I would hear the next baby cry as they were getting their shots and it all would come back to me and I would cry again. Just remembering the way he looked up at me. Those beautiful blue eyes looking beyond his bright red eyelids and face. Looking up at me as if to say, "Mommy make them stop." MAN!! I am still tearing up thinking about it.
He is such a trooper. No Tylenol. Little bit of a fever but we are watching it. Cuddled with a mommy that felt really bad. I even stopped at the rest stop on the way to Aldergrove to make sure that he was ok.
Before we went in I prayed to God for Him to protect Cooper. He did. Cooper took it better then I did. I am already dreading the 4 month shots that are coming up in August.
My little man was cooing and smile before we even left the health unit and as I sit here now he is talking to his duck and smiling away. It really is tough being a parent. How many times can my heart break!?!
It just tore at my heart! I had to hold him sitting on my lap facing sideways with his head against my tummy. He was cuddled in and he was liking that position. My hand went onto his leg to hold that still while he got the needle. The first needle went in. He cried but then uh-oh...there was a second. He cried even harder. Nothing is more painful then hearing my little boy cry in pain and there was nothing I could do about it.
Then I had to turn him around so she could put TWO MORE in his other thigh! I didn't sign up for this! (well, I did but I tell you just before going in for the appointment I wanted to cancel!)
He was looking up at me, his whole face and head bright red from crying so hard. He looked up at me just as the third needle went in and he screamed at the top of his lungs and the tears fell. From both of us. I told Daddy that I couldn't do it! One more shot. I was crying good and so was Cooper.
There, the shot was done. I pulled him closer to me and kissed him and hugged him. Then started to feed him. He was still crying and pulling off. Went into the waiting room for our 15 minutes of wait time to make sure there was no reaction and continued to feed him. I kept apologizing over and over. Telling him I was so proud of him and he was so brave. He was such a good boy. So he calmed down and was eating away.
Then I would hear the next baby cry as they were getting their shots and it all would come back to me and I would cry again. Just remembering the way he looked up at me. Those beautiful blue eyes looking beyond his bright red eyelids and face. Looking up at me as if to say, "Mommy make them stop." MAN!! I am still tearing up thinking about it.
He is such a trooper. No Tylenol. Little bit of a fever but we are watching it. Cuddled with a mommy that felt really bad. I even stopped at the rest stop on the way to Aldergrove to make sure that he was ok.
Before we went in I prayed to God for Him to protect Cooper. He did. Cooper took it better then I did. I am already dreading the 4 month shots that are coming up in August.
My little man was cooing and smile before we even left the health unit and as I sit here now he is talking to his duck and smiling away. It really is tough being a parent. How many times can my heart break!?!
Sunday, June 18, 2006
First Fathers day
And our little boy was dedicated.
Our beautiful family
It was a wonderful day. Cooper was awake for his dedication and we got a first little bible for him from Pastor Greg and Pastor Susan. More pictures to come but baby is in bed and that is where I am headed too!!
Our beautiful family
It was a wonderful day. Cooper was awake for his dedication and we got a first little bible for him from Pastor Greg and Pastor Susan. More pictures to come but baby is in bed and that is where I am headed too!!
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Friday, June 16, 2006
from a devotional I got yesterday...
"The Lord is with yu, mighty warrior." Judges 6:12
I found this particular verse rather interesting. Every time I am feeling stressed out or that I am not doing a good job as a mom Phil always tells me, "The Lord is with you."
I find it neat cause I didn't know that those specific words were found in the same sentence in the bible. I really do think God is telling me something.
Thank you God for being with me. Always.
I found this particular verse rather interesting. Every time I am feeling stressed out or that I am not doing a good job as a mom Phil always tells me, "The Lord is with you."
I find it neat cause I didn't know that those specific words were found in the same sentence in the bible. I really do think God is telling me something.
Thank you God for being with me. Always.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
My son after a bath
in his very own housecoat! They came with slippers too but were a bit too big. Man!! I could just eat him up! hehe
Mommy and Cooper
Mommy and Cooper
Matthew 6:25-34
You know, I have been given this verse before. Yesterday it came into my head and this morning I read it in the devotionals. I think God may be telling me something while I sit here and go about day to day worrying about something in particular.
25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life[a]?
28"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' 32For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life[a]?
28"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' 32For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
Friday, June 09, 2006
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Angels
I, personally, believe in angels. I have since I was little even though I didn't come to Christ until about 7 years ago. I always knew there was someone protecting me and I always knew that someone was watching over me. My guardian angel.
I believe that when we are small we have more of an open mind about it. Like Cooper for example. I believe that he can see his guardian angel. I believe that when I look in on him and he is looking up cooing away and flailing his arms he is talking to his angel. It gives me a wonderful feeling of peace knowing that he is being watched over. Sometimes it sounds like he is having a conversation with the angel. I believe it strongly.
I believe that as we grow up we lose that touch with our angels. With God and it is harder for us to see them or hear them. We are bread into society and our minds get full, clustered and lost to the voice that we had heard since babies. As we grow and become more and more busy with our lives we lose that voice. We lose the sound of the music that God is playing. (Sunday's sermon)
I pray every night for protection over Cooper and when I leave that room I feel safe knowing that he is protected his is watched over and every time I hear him coo and see him smile into what I see as nothingness I smile. My heart feels a little warmer and I wish that I could see what he sees. After all, before he was conceived, before he came into this world I am sure that he talked with Jesus. Makes me wonder if he knows whether or not he will have a sibling in the FAR future. ( ;-) ) What was it like talking to God? What did he say? Did Cooper know his angel before he came to Earth?
I know I may seem like a nut job to some of you that are reading this but it doesn't matter. It is what I believe. How else can I explain it. Kind of like when I stand over him just watching him sleep his angel is there with him too. Really makes me feel good.
I believe that when we are small we have more of an open mind about it. Like Cooper for example. I believe that he can see his guardian angel. I believe that when I look in on him and he is looking up cooing away and flailing his arms he is talking to his angel. It gives me a wonderful feeling of peace knowing that he is being watched over. Sometimes it sounds like he is having a conversation with the angel. I believe it strongly.
I believe that as we grow up we lose that touch with our angels. With God and it is harder for us to see them or hear them. We are bread into society and our minds get full, clustered and lost to the voice that we had heard since babies. As we grow and become more and more busy with our lives we lose that voice. We lose the sound of the music that God is playing. (Sunday's sermon)
I pray every night for protection over Cooper and when I leave that room I feel safe knowing that he is protected his is watched over and every time I hear him coo and see him smile into what I see as nothingness I smile. My heart feels a little warmer and I wish that I could see what he sees. After all, before he was conceived, before he came into this world I am sure that he talked with Jesus. Makes me wonder if he knows whether or not he will have a sibling in the FAR future. ( ;-) ) What was it like talking to God? What did he say? Did Cooper know his angel before he came to Earth?
I know I may seem like a nut job to some of you that are reading this but it doesn't matter. It is what I believe. How else can I explain it. Kind of like when I stand over him just watching him sleep his angel is there with him too. Really makes me feel good.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
WOW!!
Yesterday Cooper did little cat naps all day. 20 minutes here 30 minutes there so I was worried about last nigh cause I was worrying that he may have the same pattern. 8:30 last night I put him down. I went to bed at 9:30. Cooper woke up at 5 am!!! 8 and a half hours later! I got 7 hours of sleep. (I fell asleep at 10). SO I fed him and put him back down by 5:30 and it is now 8 am and he is still sleeping. I love my baby!
We are so fortunate and I thank God all the time. Cooper is such a good baby! We are so lucky.
We are so fortunate and I thank God all the time. Cooper is such a good baby! We are so lucky.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Friday, June 02, 2006
Schedules
If you know me you know how much I personally thrive on a schedule and routines. So trying to develop one for a new born is something that I feel is a necessity. I think I just may be nuts though!
He has a bedtime routine. He has a bath, a book, gets fed then goes to bed. We call it the 4 B's. You figure it out! He has thrived on the routine. I have been wanting to set a daytime one too.
Being a newborn he makes sure I am on my toes.
Cooper is a very good baby. He sleeps well and we are VERY, VERY fortunate. We thank God all the time. So don't get me wrong with what I am about to say.
Tonight Cooper has decided to throw us for a loop. He is fussy tonight. Of course I start with beating myself up worrying what I ate may have done something. But that is a vicious cycle I really don't like going through. I think he is just being a baby. Wanting some cuddles but I don't want him used to falling asleep by cuddling with someone. But he is a newborn and he just wants to be held.
Tonight I am racking my brain. What did I do wrong? What did I eat wrong? Time to quit beating myself up and just realize that Cooper is just being a baby. He is uncomfortable and needs the attention. It is one night. He sleeps well and we are fortunate.
Don't get me wrong. I know how fortunate we are. It is just a moment and we take it as it comes. I just wish I knew what I could do for him. Sometimes I just feel so helpless. He is setting me to his schedule. Sometimes it sucks to be so persistent on order. sigh...
What a good baby. Mommy just needs to learn to relax.
He has a bedtime routine. He has a bath, a book, gets fed then goes to bed. We call it the 4 B's. You figure it out! He has thrived on the routine. I have been wanting to set a daytime one too.
Being a newborn he makes sure I am on my toes.
Cooper is a very good baby. He sleeps well and we are VERY, VERY fortunate. We thank God all the time. So don't get me wrong with what I am about to say.
Tonight Cooper has decided to throw us for a loop. He is fussy tonight. Of course I start with beating myself up worrying what I ate may have done something. But that is a vicious cycle I really don't like going through. I think he is just being a baby. Wanting some cuddles but I don't want him used to falling asleep by cuddling with someone. But he is a newborn and he just wants to be held.
Tonight I am racking my brain. What did I do wrong? What did I eat wrong? Time to quit beating myself up and just realize that Cooper is just being a baby. He is uncomfortable and needs the attention. It is one night. He sleeps well and we are fortunate.
Don't get me wrong. I know how fortunate we are. It is just a moment and we take it as it comes. I just wish I knew what I could do for him. Sometimes I just feel so helpless. He is setting me to his schedule. Sometimes it sucks to be so persistent on order. sigh...
What a good baby. Mommy just needs to learn to relax.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
YUCK!!
I know that I am over that nasty flu but this morning - I tell ya! I must have eaten something wrong or something! I didn't do Tae-bo all that long but man does my WHOLE stomach hurt! Cooper just got up so maybe all I need is some tummy time with my son.
He is such a good little boy. we are so blessed.
He is such a good little boy. we are so blessed.
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