I don't really care for the month of February, it's never really been a favorite of mine. First off, Valentine's Day is stupid and I'll leave it at that. Secondly, it was this time last year that Rob and I were fighting for Bejamin's life as well as mine. As I look outside and see the wet snowy weather my mind rushes back to the gut wrenching day in which I was admitted to the hospital for the weather was the same that day. I felt awful to say the least. By this time I had a medical pump installed into my stomach that I had to repoke myself every day and fill syringes with the medicine that would eventually save me and my little person inside. At this time we didn't know we we're having a boy.
With February behind me, I enter a mind of thankfulness. Sheer thankfulness and joy. This time last year, these feelings were unthinkable and I am so blessed to have been given such a sweet healthy boy. I catch myself smiling in a little bit of disbelief everyday that it all turned out so, so good.
Benjamin is growing rapidly and doing something new everyday. Lately he loves talking all the time, pushing up on his arms, and now he's starting to draw his knees up under his belly. I took this a few days ago and now you can see why I'm so thankful. 




He's also starting to enjoy laying on his tummy. This took a while but he really seems to like it after his morning bath when I lay him on the soft flannel sheets. This little clip is cute to me and please forgive my 'mommy banter', I can't help it. He also produces a you know what sound at the end of the video but I'm going to post it anyway because it's cute. 


I love consignment shops, I really do. I love the fact that I can go in, spend about $20 and walk out with 10 outfits-it's magic! They're in great shape too!


So here comes the funny part. How do you get runny, stinky poo off of a diaper and into a specimen jar? A spoon. Yep, I had to scoop up my son's poo with a spoon and dump it in a jar. Oh and here's the best part-driving in the car with a jar of poo in your console and walking through the hospital with it...can you imagine the looks I got? I thought it would be hilarious if I got pulled over and the officers would ask that question 'do you have anything suspicious or something that could hurt me in your car'. I would have to reply 'why yes, I have poo in a jar'. I wondered if they would believe me?
I think I made a girl sick in the waiting room, sitting there with my jar of poo, she looked a little green...
Oh, and I threw the spoon in the trash. No amount of clorox bleach would make me eat off of that spoon ever again. 
