First Sunday Morning Church Service

Yesterday was Elijah's first Sunday morning service. You can't really see him very well but I gave him a bath and put him in a cute little collared romper with old school Tigger on it. I had found it at Target on clearance and thought it would be perfect for a little boy whose daddy loves Tigger. We felt that we should dedicate him to the Lord and so we went forward at the invitation. Pastor Jay and all the church members prayed around us for the wisdom that we needed to raise him in a Christian home so that he will one day come to know Jesus as his Saviour and serve Him. We want nothing more than to see our son serving Him.

Elijah's first smile!!!

Jake here, taking a crack at blogging, I'm not very good with words but I was so excited I had to post about it (pun most definitely intended.)

Today Elijah was sitting on Mommy's chest and he had this little scrunched up face that was kind of cute.  My camera wasn't near by but Elizabeth's was so I grabbed it to take a picture, I took one shot and then it happened.  I couldn't believe it!!! with camera in hand, prepared and pointing at his face he gave me the biggest smile of his life, what are the odds?  So far he's smiled lightly once or twice, more of a smirk or grin really but this was the daddy of them all, and I got it on film (well more like digital, but you get the picture, once again pun intended.)  So here it is for the first time for the entire world to enjoy, I present to you ladies and gentlemen. . . Elijah's first smile!!!! 

And now that you've been inundated with corny puns dripping with tackiness, I hereby resign my post as blog poster, but will how ever remain the official blogographer.

Daddy and Me

Hi, my name is Elijah and I love my Daddy, he gives me lots of kisses and tells me that he loves me all the time.  Daddy says I'm his little buddy and loves to talk to me and hold me as much as he can, daddy says when I get older we will play cars and build legos together, I can't wait!!  Daddy tried to change my diaper the other day when Mommy was sleeping, he told me, "how hard can it be?  You just put a clean diaper underneath, open the dirty diaper s-l-o-w-l-y, (we know how little boys can be,) wipe him off and voila!"  So I thought it would be fun too mess with Daddy a little so as soon as he opened my diaper I started squirming around like a worm on a hook.  Daddy tried to hold on to my legs and keep me still but with no avail, after putting up a valiant effort daddy finally gave up and I laughed a little inside and thought, I WIN!!!  Daddy was almost in tears as he brought me half naked to Mommy so she could show him how a real pro does it.  I'm sure after a little training Daddy will be good at it in no time at all.

I really love it when Daddy holds me and when we sit on the couch together, his hands are so big and that makes me feel safe.  Yesterday we both took a nap together, Daddy's chin was a little scratchy on my head but I don't mind and while we were sleeping Mommy got out the camera and took some pictures.  Don't we make a good pair?

Postpartum Blues

Although I have had a little postpartum blues during the last week, it was nothing compared to today. I woke up feeling a little sad and just wanted to lie around in bed. Unfortunately, Elijah wouldn't have it and so I was forced to get up and get moving instead of hiding under the covers hoping to avoid reality. I needed to take him in to get his PKU test and found myself to truly hate the doctors office. I went to the lab just as they told me, only to find out that despite the fact that they told me the paperwork I had was sufficient to draw the test...it was NOT! The lab was very apologetic and said they needed an order but they would call the doctor's office to see if they could fax the order over. That would have been nice, except that the doctor's office WAS CLOSED! Now I have to drag Elijah out in the heat yet again once I get an order that they should have written when I was there yesterday. By that time of course, I was in tears and spent the remainder of the day laying on the couch staring at the TV holding the only thing that made me feel any better...my precious little man. Looking back on this week I've realized that I've been a little blue and have done absolutely nothing that needs to be done...even call to get my much needed washing machine fixed. The only thing that I look forward to doing is taking care of Elijah and posting about all the daily events and bragging with photos of my beautiful boy. I hope that this only lasts a little while as I know can be expected after birth.

Stressful Day

So today was Elijah's first doctors appointment. Earlier in the day I called my friend, Julia because I was a little stressed about feeding Elijah. Although he seems satisfied at night (only waking up every 3-4 hrs-YEAH) during the day he seems hungry all the time and pulls away acting like he is starving and I'm not giving him enough milk. Well, after the doctors appt. I realize that he is getting enough milk, he's just a little piggy. He weighs 9 POUNDS! I can't believe he's gained 5 1/2 oz! The whole appointment was a little stressful though because it was at 3pm, I fed him at 2:30, we FINALLY got into the room at 3:45 and waited another 15-20 min for the doctor. He said he looks great, besides the murmur that is, and I had gotten the Hepatitis vaccine in the hospital right? Uh, no..we've decided to delay vaccinations. Well, by this time Elijah had decided he was over all this and wanted to eat again so he is getting progressively more and more fussy. I was stuck sitting in a very uncomfortable and postpartum unfriendly chair for 10 minutes while I was lectured on the benefits of immunizations and how it is a shame that lawyers can rise such controversy over something that's never been proven. I was so ready to get out of that office, get home and feed Elijah when I realized that they hadn't drawn the second PKU test that needed to be done. I asked at the front desk and apparently they do not draw them, I have to go to a lab to get it done. Something I do daily at work and I have to go to a lab to get it done on my own son. To make matters worse, the lab (that's right next to the office) was closed for the day so I have to go back tomorrow. Ughh! The last thing I want to do is lug the car seat and diaper bag yet again for something that I could do myself in 5 minutes! I asked if I could do it myself but apparently that's not kosher. Double Ughh! Needless to say, my hormones kicked in and I spent the way home in tears over nothing. It's okay though...I have an excuse, right?