You have become so vocal this month. It is funny.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Friday, January 27, 2012
Aggressive Eater
Noah, you are a really aggressive eater. It cracks me up. You DIVE for the spoon as I am bringing it toward your mouth. You gobble down each bite and then open your mouth and whine until you get the next bite. If your dad and I eat in front of you, you are TICKED and won't stop screaming (even if you have just eaten).
This video does NOT do it justice (you were so captivated by the camera that you sorta forgot about the food), but it is still really cute.
This video does NOT do it justice (you were so captivated by the camera that you sorta forgot about the food), but it is still really cute.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Saturday, December 31, 2011
A Miracle to Remember
Noah,
I have to tell you about a miracle that occurred in our home this month. I want to remember it forever.
I know I've already told you that you've been a fussy baby. Well, I haven't told you just how fussy. There are days when you cry non-stop, and I am so exhausted by the time your dad gets home from work that I just hand you over and cry myself. It's been very difficult, but I've tried not to dwell on it because I don't want you or your birthparents or anyone else to think that I'm not grateful for you. I am SO grateful for you, and I love you so much. No amount of crying would change that.
But one day a couple of weeks ago was a particularly bad day. You weren't just fussing or crying--you were full on screaming for hours. I bounced you and rocked you and fed you and tried to distract you, but you would not be soothed. At this point, I convinced myself that something must be really wrong. I decided you must have an ear infection or something. I called my friend who is a nurse, and when she heard you hollering in the background, she said to take you to the doctor right away.
At the appointment, the doctor checked everything--your ears, your stomach, your throat, your skin--but you looked 100% healthy. You are gaining weight like a champ (you'd gained a pound in two weeks, which is a lot for a little baby), and your development is right on track. The doctor said you just have colic, and it might take another six weeks to grow out of it.
I left the appointment feeling relieved that you were okay but also discouraged that I didn't know how to help you feel better. In tears, I called your dad and asked him to give you a priesthood blessing when he got home from work. He gladly agreed, and he said he would give me a blessing as well.
That night, I held you and gave you a bottle while your dad laid his hands on your head and gave you a blessing. He blessed you that you would feel better and that your colic would end soon. He told you how much we love you. Maybe it was my imagination, but I swear I felt your little body relax in my arms as soon as your dad finished his prayer. The amazing thing is, you slept soundly until morning. You hadn't slept that many hours straight in weeks.
After you had fallen asleep, your dad gave me a blessing and, among other things, blessed me that I would continue to be able to recognize and respond to your needs. He said that Heavenly Father would guide me in my efforts to soothe you and mother you. I went to bed feeling so much more peace.
Believe it or not, you woke up the next morning a different baby. You were cooing and smiling. You didn't fuss for more than five minutes all day. I had never in the entirety of your 4.5 months of life seen you so content. It was truly a miracle, and I kept saying little prayers all day thanking Heavenly Father for showing me that He is aware of our family.
I called your Grandma Nielson to tell her the good news (everyone in our families had been worrying about you and praying for you), and she said that she had been in the temple the day before, and she put your name and our names on the prayer roll. So on the same day that your dad gave you a blessing, your grandma was thinking about you in the temple! No wonder Heavenly Father worked a miracle on your behalf! :)
I wish I could say that everything in the weeks since has been perfect, but that wouldn't be totally true. We've had some more tough days, but overall, I would say that you have been much happier since your blessing. I usually don't get dramatic and immediate answers to prayers, but I truly feel like I witnessed a miracle this time. It would be easy to say it was just a coincidence, but I know in my heart that it wasn't. I don't know why God intervenes and alters some situations and not others...I don't know why some prayers are answered so immediately and some are not...all I know is that I am grateful for this little miracle this one time, and I never want to forget it.
Love you, my happy little man.
Mom
I have to tell you about a miracle that occurred in our home this month. I want to remember it forever.
I know I've already told you that you've been a fussy baby. Well, I haven't told you just how fussy. There are days when you cry non-stop, and I am so exhausted by the time your dad gets home from work that I just hand you over and cry myself. It's been very difficult, but I've tried not to dwell on it because I don't want you or your birthparents or anyone else to think that I'm not grateful for you. I am SO grateful for you, and I love you so much. No amount of crying would change that.
But one day a couple of weeks ago was a particularly bad day. You weren't just fussing or crying--you were full on screaming for hours. I bounced you and rocked you and fed you and tried to distract you, but you would not be soothed. At this point, I convinced myself that something must be really wrong. I decided you must have an ear infection or something. I called my friend who is a nurse, and when she heard you hollering in the background, she said to take you to the doctor right away.
At the appointment, the doctor checked everything--your ears, your stomach, your throat, your skin--but you looked 100% healthy. You are gaining weight like a champ (you'd gained a pound in two weeks, which is a lot for a little baby), and your development is right on track. The doctor said you just have colic, and it might take another six weeks to grow out of it.
I left the appointment feeling relieved that you were okay but also discouraged that I didn't know how to help you feel better. In tears, I called your dad and asked him to give you a priesthood blessing when he got home from work. He gladly agreed, and he said he would give me a blessing as well.
That night, I held you and gave you a bottle while your dad laid his hands on your head and gave you a blessing. He blessed you that you would feel better and that your colic would end soon. He told you how much we love you. Maybe it was my imagination, but I swear I felt your little body relax in my arms as soon as your dad finished his prayer. The amazing thing is, you slept soundly until morning. You hadn't slept that many hours straight in weeks.
After you had fallen asleep, your dad gave me a blessing and, among other things, blessed me that I would continue to be able to recognize and respond to your needs. He said that Heavenly Father would guide me in my efforts to soothe you and mother you. I went to bed feeling so much more peace.
Believe it or not, you woke up the next morning a different baby. You were cooing and smiling. You didn't fuss for more than five minutes all day. I had never in the entirety of your 4.5 months of life seen you so content. It was truly a miracle, and I kept saying little prayers all day thanking Heavenly Father for showing me that He is aware of our family.
I called your Grandma Nielson to tell her the good news (everyone in our families had been worrying about you and praying for you), and she said that she had been in the temple the day before, and she put your name and our names on the prayer roll. So on the same day that your dad gave you a blessing, your grandma was thinking about you in the temple! No wonder Heavenly Father worked a miracle on your behalf! :)
I wish I could say that everything in the weeks since has been perfect, but that wouldn't be totally true. We've had some more tough days, but overall, I would say that you have been much happier since your blessing. I usually don't get dramatic and immediate answers to prayers, but I truly feel like I witnessed a miracle this time. It would be easy to say it was just a coincidence, but I know in my heart that it wasn't. I don't know why God intervenes and alters some situations and not others...I don't know why some prayers are answered so immediately and some are not...all I know is that I am grateful for this little miracle this one time, and I never want to forget it.
Love you, my happy little man.
Mom
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Great Granny and Great Grampy
We live less than two miles away from your great grandparents. They love it, and so do we. We sit next to them every Sunday at church, and they cannot get over how cute you are or how cute your outfits are. They frequently call me and ask, "When do we get to see that baby?" or "When are you going to let us babysit Noah?" They are 83 years old, and they love to babysit you. They even get down on the floor and play with you. It is so precious. We are so lucky to live near them, and we are so grateful that they are in such good health. We look forward to spending many more years with them.
It was so much fun to spend time with them this Christmas season!
It was so much fun to spend time with them this Christmas season!
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| This is the ginormous dog that the great grandparents gave to you. :) |
Monday, December 26, 2011
Cousin Callum
Your first Christmas was so much fun because you got to spend the week with your cousin Callum at Bapa's house. Callum is so sweet with you--he always gives you hugs and kisses and is very concerned when you're crying. He calls you "Baby Noah," never just "Noah." I have a feeling you two are going to be great buddies someday (when you're big enough to actually play with him).
You love your Cousin Cal, and he loves you!!
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| Callum loves to "hold" you. You're not sure how you feel about it. |
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| That's better! |
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| Snugging on the Grinch quilt |
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| Snuggling while watching the Grinch |
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| Christmas Eve! Aunt Sarah made you these matching shirts! :) |
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| Christmas morning, heading to church |
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| Callum agreed to "babysit" you while Mom and Dad went on our anniversary date. (Don't worry, Aunt Sarah was there supervising.) |
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| New matching pjs from Aunt Sarah! |
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Baby's First Christmas
Though you slept through a lot of the festivities, you had a wonderful first Christmas. You were surrounded by family, showered with snuggles and kisses, spoiled with gifts, and provided with tons of wrapping paper to tear up and play with. What more could a baby want??
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| Uncle Sam helped you open your first gift of the season: A board book (Where is Spot?) from your Great Aunt Muriel |
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| Aunt Sarah made you this cute shirt, and you wore it for Christmas Eve dinner. |
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| Christmas smooch! |
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| The whole clan on Christmas Eve |
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| The whole clan on Christmas Day! |
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| You wore a little Mr. Rodgers sweater to church. |
Probably my favorite gift that you received is a killer cute owl hat from Bapa. To die for.
When the week was over, we all spent the day taking down Christmas decorations. Your dad helped by entertaining you, so you wouldn't cry. He got the best job of all!
After all of your hard work that day, you were exhausted and decided to snuggle with Bapa and watch football for the evening. :)
I am already looking forward to next Christmas with you!!
I am already looking forward to next Christmas with you!!
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