He Made Up for it!

My husband has been sick for several days with a cold. I guess it's a cold. I've asked him to go to the doctor if he didn't get better in a couple of days since there was a possibility for infection. And you KNOW that there ain't much we can do with infections. Anyway, he didn't want to go. Still dont want to go.

As I've mentioned many times, my husband stays at home with Joshua. He spends ALOT of time with him. Well, over the weekend, my sweet husband was really missing his time with Joshua and Joshua didn't really know what to do with him. He'd never really seen his daddy sick and laying around alot. So he didn't have a whole lot to do with him.

Although my husband knew that he didn't need to be around him for a while, it still hurt his feelings when he realized Joshua didn't care to hang around him. Well, that night, actually early the next morning about 3am, Joshua woke up and wouldn't go back to sleep. The only thing that would calm him down was milk. So......I got up and got some milk ready. Well, I needed my husband's help during that time because I was not feeling that perky myself. Actually, I've felt rather puky! And so I did. Puke, that is...... Before I lay back down, I peeked in on my husband in the nursery trying to get Joshua to go back to sleep. I saw the sweetest sight. My husband was saying "DaDa?" and Joshua pointed at him. That was really the first time that Joshua made a motion acknowledging that he knew who "DaDa" was. My husband said it again.... "DaDa?" And Joshua playfully slapped at him letting him know "Hey, you're my daddy!" My husband had tears in his eyes.

When I did lay back down, I heard some of the sweetest sounds I could hear. My husband was laughing and seemed to forget how bad he really felt. I found out later, our little man was trying to shove a pacifer in his DaDa's mouth!

My husband had felt so bad, but it's amazing what a difference a little boy can make.

Special Time with my Little Man...........

I went home a little early yesterday since my husband had to go to work. Joshua and I went to WalMart since there were just a few items I needed. Everything turned out good. He was good. I even got him a couple more pairs of pajamas. And not sleepers either. He's ALWAYS worn sleepers, BUT he's figuring out how to unsnap and unzip. So, it's time for the BIG boy pajamas. No snaps, no zippers. Just plain out ol' pjs. A shirt and matching pants. I'm sure he's going to learn soon how to get THAT off, but oh well.....that's a growing boy for ya!

Anyway, we got back home and he played a little, but I needed to start getting supper ready. I had bought some steak and good ol' potatoes so I could make mashed potatoes from scratch. Well, I had to resort to putting Mr. Josh in the highchair. I gave him some toys and a book, but in 2 seconds they landed in the floor. I was mid-way through slicing onions and peppers to put in the skillet with the steak, when he started letting me know he was NOT a happy camper. So after I got all that underway, minus the potatoes, I fed him. After that, he was ALL smiles and looking out our doors pointing and saying "bu, bu". There were the biggest birds outside!

My husband comes in and while he takes over preparing supper, I take Joshua to get a bath. I washed his hair. I love that time giving him a bath. He splashes and we play some. Well, we got out and I went ahead and put his pajamas on. I hadn't dried his hair yet, because there's just SOMEthing about having your son in a towel on your lap drying his hair that causes you to all of a sudden have a "warm sensation" come over your leg...... Normally the hairdryer jumpstarts his "plumbing", so I dress him first. ANYway, after I dressed him, I took him back to dry his hair. I love to do that. He sits there and plays with a tube of "something" while I dry. I parted it and styled it.

Anyway, I guess the part that melted me was when we finished, I turned him toward the mirror. The look he had on his face was priceless. He just stared at himself smiling. Then I nuzzled up next to his face and he was still smiling. He'd smile at me and smile at himself. He let me nuzzle and kiss on him. He'd look at me, put his forehead on my forehead, and close his eyes. Then, he'd look in the mirror again and smile. I love his little smile. Then he let me nuzzle and kiss him some more! I was hoping that moment would last forever! Little boys...... there's just SOMEthing about 'em.

It was finally time to go say "nite, nite" to Daddy. We all prayed there in the hallway and then went back to the nursery. We barely finished that first book when he turned his head to the side and just went on to sleep. Sweet Dreams, My Little Man........................

Overwhelmed.....

As I was rocking Joshua to sleep last night, we got down to the last few minutes, and it was interesting to see what Joshua was tinkering with. He never really used a pacifer. At one point when I WAS testing out different pacifers, I bought one that right now I can't even remember the name of it. But it's the light blue/clear one that is open on the outside of it where you can slide your finger in it. You see alot of babies on tv using that kind. Anyway, he never really took to any kind. Last night he was pointing to something on the dresser. I picked up the stuffed animals that I thought he was pointing at. Finally, I spotted the little light blue pacifer and handed it to him. He leaned back on my arms and tinkered with it. He fell asleep with his finger inside it. While I was holding him, I was listening to the CD that I keep playing in his room all the time. The song "Overwhelmed" by Darlene Zschech of Hillsong was playing:

I sing this praise for You alone
And once again I worship at Your throne
I lift You up, You cover me
Safe and strong, sheltered by Your sings
I gaze upon Your glory now
Redeeming love satisfies my soul
You summon angels all around
This joy of salvation I have found
I exalt You; I will come with shouts of joy
Into Your presence
Faithful God, My heart is overwhelmed by You
In Spirit and in truth I stand
To worship You with all I am
I am Yours, Lord; I am Yours, Lord; Jesus, my heart is overwhelmed

I thought about how good God has been to me - how He died on the cross and rose again; how merciful and gracious He's been. He's brought me through so much; He brought me through my "dumb" years, and still blessed me with a Christian husband who is a great father to our little 14 mo old miracle! Yes, when I think about things, I get overwhelmed.

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There's Nothing More Special

I know alot of parents may not agree with this, but when you've miscarried twice and then finally had your baby, well, it just seems like you take every moment you can to be with the little one which includes rocking him to sleep. That's ME, anyway. I rock my little man to sleep every night.

I have a stack of books that he LOVES to go through every night. I try to read to him. Sometimes it works and sometimes it don't. But mainly he loves to turn the pages and look at the pictures. Sometimes he'll look at a picture and then look up at me in awe. I talk to him about what's in the books (if he has a problem with me reading and taking my time), then we go to the next one. We must go through at least 5-6 books.

Then he starts resting himself more in my arms. Then whether it's a tag or an empty tube of toothpaste, or a stuffed animal, he'll start tinkering with it until he goes to sleep. One night this week, he turned around and faced me and smiled. He buried his head on my chest and just went to sleep. The other night this week, he was resting his head on my left arm. I was talking softly to him and he was just looking at me. Then he shook his head as if to say "uh-uh." I said, "uh-huh" and he grinned that sweet little grin with the little space between his top 2 teeth. And my little prince went to sleep.

It's so special to know that my little boy trusts me, that he can put his head on my shoulder or on my chest and go to sleep and feel safe. I pray that the Lord will take care of him all night long and that he'll have good dreams. Then if by some rare chance he wakes up in the middle of the night and he's upset, then Mommy and Daddy will be there for him.

Thinking about it, that's the way it is with God. I know He loves for us to trust Him enough to put our head on His shoulder and feel safe....knowing that He's in control and all our cares are on Him. Then if by chance we "wake up in the middle of the night upset," He's here for us.

My little man.....my little helper!

Saturday is the day that I get to spend with my little guy. As I've said before, I work outside the home from about 9:00 - 5:30 and my hubby keeps Joshua, then he also works part time. So Saturday, I get to hang out with him while my husband works. But of course there's that time in the day that I have to wash a load of clothes, put them in the dryer, and get hangers. Well, I have a great little helper. I thought it was soooo sweet the way he was toddling behind me everywhere I went. He went back to the nursery with me where I got the empty clothes hangers. He went back down the hall into the laundry room with me where he inspected everything for me. I would open the dryer to put the clothes in and he had a BALL closing it! There's just something about watching this little boy grow. It wasn't too long ago when he surprised me by standing in his crib. Then he started walking around inside his crib. Then he would hold on to the couch and walk. He was a bit nervous letting go. Then there was the day that his dad backed him up to the couch and I watched Joshua walk to him. NOW, he is all OVER that house! Walking, then he may get down on his knees for a few minutes.....especially when I'm going after him.....he just goes into lightning speed crawl! Then he'll get to a wall and stand up. I love watching him walk......his little arms out to the side or halfway up in the air keeping his balance! I can't dwell on the fact that my little boy is growing up because if I do, I'll cry. I just enjoy every minute I have with him.....I enjoy his new tricks.......I enjoy his smiles and his hugs. I enjoy his little pranks. He's my sweetheart......

FINALLY!

It's taken a few days, but I'm almost back to normal.......normal? hmmm. Was I EVER normal? I don't know. BUT I'm taking my medicine to knock out this stupid strep throat and I've actually noticed quite an improvement! My throat isn't quite as sore and fever no more! The only thing that's tricky about this medicine is that you get a case of the.....what do you want to call it......the runs? Whatever. But make sure there is a bathroom nearby if you take the ERY version. I'd rather have that tho than the side effect from the OTHER medicine they might have given me if I hadn't put down that I'm allergic to ampicillin. That's the one where I get a MAJOR rash on my arms, legs, and talk about itch. I think I covered that one in my post about the birth of my son.

I've been able to hold my son more today. Maybe not for long each time, but at least I could hold him some. I still get a little tired. I've been able to feed him today! *YES* And actually been able to get in the floor and go through some books with him. Another *YES!* I've missed doing that for several days. Another thing I was able to do was lose some weight! This is not the way I originally intended to lose weight. I had actually started walking and going to the gym at work. But now I'm a few pounds down without having to walk or get in the pollen. I'd love to just stay indoors until it comes a good downpour! Let it rain for days and days without stopping.

We had had another little accident in the floor today which included some Sunny D orange juice. He just loves to watch this liquidy substance and the gravity rule combine. Anyway, while I was cleaning it up, I really couldn't be upset with the little face that came up to me, put his hand on my back and looked at me with the sweetest little smile in the world. I put my forehead to his forehead and just had to love on him a minute. OJ in the carpet and all!

Step by Step!!

Well, my husband showed me Joshua's new trick. My hubby will put him in front of and backed up to the couch. Then my husband will get a few feet away and Joshua will come to him!! I cried the first time I saw it. Remember that "daddy" has more time with Joshua. He still works part time in the evenings while I work the 9-5 deal.

Sometimes, Joshua will decide to sit down halfway through, but we don't rush him. We applaud him for the steps that he does take.