Diaper Rash

Diaper Rash-it's a pain in the backside that's for sure. We're on our third type of medicine from the doctor to help clear it up. It's not too horribly bad, it's just one small spot that just will not go away and the pain it's causing Benjamin is just KILLING me every time I change him. You see, I'm breastfeeding him and he's one of those good ol' boys that needs a new diaper after every feeding-I didn't know you could go through that many diapers in a week!

On the flip side, Ben's growing steadily and we're meeting the expectations of our pediatrician so now we don't have to go back to the doctor every few days for weight checks. Hopefully we won't have to visit the doctor, as much as we do like him, until his 2 month checkup.

We ventured out and took Benjamin to Sunday School this past Sunday and he did pretty well. He started to get a little fussy but Rob just got him to sleep and then all became well again. Maybe next week we'll try attending the worship service and seeing how he likes the nursery. Maybe.

Tonight is the first night that I've been home alone with Benjamin. Rob is back at work and my mother went back to Cincinnati this weekend so it's just Benjamin, Sadie, and I. So far so good, he's sleeping right now and he even sleeps most of the night. He only wakes up about 3 times a night and once I give him what he needs, he falls right back asleep-I'm lucky, I know.

Benjamin's hair is getting some darker tones in it and it's about the color of my blonde streaks in my hair. His eyes seem to be getting a crisper blue color, before they looked dark like a sapphire. Cutting his nails has been easy, I'm glad someone gave me the advice to do that while he's sleeping.

Well, my hour of 'peace' has come to an end. I hear Benjamin up and ready for his last feeding of the night and the laundry needs folding. Anyone have a tip on how to fold polo shirts? I always used to hang them up but I need to learn to fold them...

Labor of Love

Labor of Love. This phrase sums up the past two weeks of my life. I've realized since the arrival of Benjamin Cole on Sunday, September 14, 2008 at 3:59 am that my role in life has officially changed: I'm Benjamin's mom-no ifs, ands or buts. Everything that I do now, I do out of love for my new son and everyday I'm thanking God for giving us such a perfect little boy. My 7 lb. 10 oz. and 20" long son is a true joy to have around. Sure, I've got those 'baby blues' right now where I'll just start crying when he looks at me a certain way but I know that roller coaster will soon pass by. I even have a tear in the corner of my eye writing this. Benjamin is so GOOD. He's really easy to take care of. We've already figured out what he likes and what he doesn't like for the most part and of course his tastes are constantly changing. He's also fun to have around. Sure, he can't do much right now but he has his shining moments. He does this thing where he tries to 'kiss' my lips and he doesn't seem to do this with anyone else. It's a me-and-him kind of moment. He sits with Rob watching football and he won't sit with me the way he does with Rob. I find myself praying more than I ever had before and I know God hears my prayers. Our lives have changed so much these past 10 days and I keep finding myself thanking God over and over again that everything turned out alright. We couldn't be more blessed: We have a steady income, a roof over our heads, a God who takes care of us, wonderful family and friends, a good dog, and a healthy baby boy. To sum up my feelings about my new life, I'd have to say the following: This is fun, I like being a mommy.

Contractions and Still No Benjamin

We've had contractions and false labor since the last hospital visit but still no Benjamin. I'm to the breaking point of where I'm just simply tired. Tired of waiting, tired of uncomfortable, tired of everything pregnant-I'm even hating maternity clothes now.

I can't complain though-we've had it really good lately after having it so rough and he's appearing to be perfectly healthy. These pictures were taken last week and we found out that he has hair! We didn't even know that you could see that on an ultrasound. Does anyone want to take a guess what color hair he'll have when he arrives? I'm banking on really blonde but my husband and mom think that it will be red since that's been my color and Rob's when he was younger. Any guesses? Here's the picture of his hair:

Here's a picture of his profile-I think he has distinct features and I'm so curious to see who he looks like. Once again, he's sucking his fingers.

We'll see where the week takes us and hopefully we have baby by this weekend...hey a girl can hope can't she? We just hope that we don't go into labor this Saturday when the Kentucky Wildcats take on MTS at Commonwealth Stadium. We just don't want to be stuck in THAT traffic:-)