Seven Months

My sweet boy is seven months. I cannot even believe it. He is becoming such a wonderful little friend for me. We laugh together and play together all day long. He is really working on crawling now. It is just so cute to watch him try to figure out all of his new tricks.

I had a really hard time narrowing down the pictures to post for his seven month mark.... as you can see. He was just in such a cute picture worthy mood. All of the expressions on his little face are just so ridiculously adorable. It is very difficult to keep his blocks in place now that he is so busy.

Levi is Teaching Me

I will preface this post with the statement that I realize the only thing I blog about is Levi. Life is just so busy these days, I only take the time to write about what truly inspires me. And Levi is my inspiration. 

I have written and re-written some brilliant blog posts in my head over the last few months. They were created at various times in the night, in the darkness, when my wonderful sleep was so interrupted by a gambit of baby noises and movements. I told myself I would take the next opportunity of jotting down the quick succession of profound thoughts. So I here I sit, after just one of those early evening sessions where I found myself wishing away the time. And not just the time, the most precious moments of my life. I don’t mean to say that I am wishing for time to move forward. This is exactly what I always fight against. And yet, this is where my inconsistency comes in. Life is so busy. There is always something to be done. There are always a million things going through my mind. I have found myself neglecting to enjoy the sweet moments with my baby because I feel the need to get to my ‘to do list’, which really is nothing more than meaningless busyness in the grand scheme of life. Levi is teaching me so many things about what is really of import in this life.

We had a long day of shopping today, and Levi was a champ as I dragged him from store to store for nearly 12 hours. Our schedule was thrown off and I didn’t want to make him suffer through a tiring and lengthy bedtime scene. So I decided to nurse him and pat him to sleep as quickly as possible. It took longer than I anticipated and I found myself having moments of impatience and feeling the urge to run out and text somebody something or check something online. How ridiculous is that. And then I realized what I was doing. All of the stupid little things in life could wait. I lay down in my bed and pulled that little miracle close to me and just cuddled with him. If he had been laying in his bed on his own he would have been wiggling all over the place, flipping from his back to his tummy, and going into his “downward dog” position of feet and head with his butt in the air. But since I was laying there next to him he snuggled up next to me and just lay there peacefully. His eyes got heavy and he would just shake his head a little or cuddle his face into my chest. I let everything else fade away, as I should have in the beginning, and enjoyed the moment.

My mom always tells me a story about when she spent hours in the night rocking Danielle when she was a baby. She says that it is one of her favorite memories with her babies. I realize now what she meant. But you have to make the decision to enjoy those times. You can get so caught up in your frustration and fatigue and lose sight of the beautiful opportunity to make the most special memories.

 

Half a Year

Six months old already. Levi weighs almost 17 pounds. He is 25.5 inches long. He is cute a pro at sitting up these days. And he loves to roll all over the place. He has the most wonderful, sweet, little nature.

The Silly Little Things

It is funny and a little ridiculous, all the silly things one ponders when on the brink of an unknown and life changing adventure. In the few weeks before I had Levi I remember thinking how weird it was going to be that I was going to be “one of those people” who has toys all over their living room and tiny little clothes scattered around. I remember wondering how I could get away with having the necessary toys when needed, and yet keeping them out of site at other times.

The changes that have taken place in me are clearly demonstrated in these little things. Not only do I not care about the fact that I have toys strewn about, I love the way my house looks with them. All the stuffed animals, the singing toys, the tiny mismatched socks, all of these things are evidence of something so wonderful to me – the presence of that little boy in my home.

I have become such a weird person. I literally feel joy well up inside me when I look at his little clothes in the laundry basket and envision how cute he looks in every little thing.

That being said. We went out the other day to catch a few pictures with the fall colors. He was not in a smiling mood, mostly because he was so focused on his new trick – sitting up. I know I am partial, but his serious expression is every bit as cute as his smile.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Five Month Old

My little prince is five months old. Such a sweet, smiley little guy. I just adore him.

A Bedtime Story

I rocked my baby to sleep tonight. Because of my determination to have a baby who goes to sleep on his own, I have not often does so; which is probably why this evening made such an impact on me. There is nothing like being a mom when your baby is crying hysterically and the minute you pull him up into your arms he quiets down and snuggles into your neck. I could hear his quick breathes as he was trying to calm himself down. I just held that precious little being in my arms in the darkness and started singing “how he loves us” and rocked him back and forth. His little hand found my face and neck in sweet baby caresses. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could just barely make out his heavy little eyes looking up to where he could hear his mommy’s voice. It wasn’t long before I was crying in the darkness…silly girl. It was a great combination of things… a heavy heart at how quickly the time is passing, pain at the thought of my sweet baby being too big to rock to sleep, gratefulness that I am the one who is able to comfort him above all else, pride in being the mom of precious Levi. I rocked him and held him close to my heart long after he fell asleep.

I had to take a moment tonight to jot down this memory because I know all too well how quickly it will fade. It hurts me to think of how many special moments I have already had with Levi that will fall by the wayside on this road called life.

Four Months Have Come and Gone

Well my baby's four month birthday has come and gone. He is getting bigger and more interactive every day. I am having such fun watching his little personality develop. He has the sweetest little nature. I cannot even describe the joy that this little boy has brought to my life.

I am going to take a minute to jot down a few memories I want to treasure.

Levi smiles and laughs all the time. Especially at me, oh how wonderful to be the mommy of Levi. He thinks I am pretty awesome. He thinks I am funny.

As far as all of his little accomplishments... he has rolled over three times. None of which I observed. It was almost as if his body flipped around and then he wasn't sure what happened. The last time he just looked at me at me and laughed. Although I missed the actual rolling over, his sweet little look and laugh was just the most precious thing.

The other night when he was crying quite a bit at bed time I went in to comfort him. I pat his back and bent down so my face was close to his and just started praying for him. He locked eyes on me and smiled a little and then just stared. It was as if he was listening to every word I was saying. I was speaking God's promises over his life and scripture over his future and he loved it.

Levi loves to look at himself in the mirror. He must think he is pretty cute because he always has a smile when he stares into his own eyes.

It has probably been a month now that he has become very interested in sucking. Everything goes into his mouth. It is pretty funny sometimes. When I go to kiss his face he turns his head quickly to try to clamp his little gums down on something.

This morning I pulled him in bed with me early so we could snuggle a little bit. He stopped crying instantly, started sucking his thumb and then just ran his other hand up and down my face. Those are the moments in motherhood I want to treasure forever.

Every morning we have time talking and playing in bed before we start the day. I have always done "so big" with him ever since his legs were strong enough (which was at like 2 or 3 weeks). Now he loves it. Whenever I grab his hands and start saying "how big is Levi" he smiles the biggest smile in expectation.

A Belated Three Month Post

My sweet little boy turned four months old this week and I am just now going through his three month pictures. In my defense it has been a busy month. I will expound more upon all of the changes in my world with Levi soon. For now, here is the product of our three month photo session. I feel like there are no strong enough words to describe how much I love this baby.... but I am sure moms everywhere understand.