Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Sam & The Last Three + Months...

Sam has been quite a handful. He has reflux and busted our chops quite a bit for the 1st 2 & 1/2 months. He is now on prevacid & is quite a little cutie & is SO MUCH HAPPIER!!!!! Which makes the Mama & the Papa & the Morgan & Noah much, much happier. He also was sick for about 6 weeks with something like RSV. The poor little guy used a nebulizer for about a month.

So now, Samuel Lorrin is a sweet, happy little boy. He loves to smile & gets the cutest little grin on his face when he 1st wakes up & sees you. He also can breath out his's amazing how much happier that makes a little one:). Right now he's loving chatting up a storm & blowing raspberries. And Papa says he especially loves the Milk Lady right now....he smiles at her the most:).

@ 2 weeks old
1 month

7 weeks old
(1st smile caught on camera:))

7 weeks old

2 months
This is how is looked while is was sick.
2 months
Trying to smile through the sickness.
Pretty dang cute:).
Isaac with Sam on one of his many breathing treatments.
Just over 2 months old.

Mom with Sam doing the same.
2 and 1/2 months.

10 weeks old
I LOVE this picture:).

10 1/2 weeks.

Getting ready for the game!
Go cougs!
Just over 11 weeks.
3 months old
LOVE this little crinkly nose.
3 months old.
So cute.

Sam just last week.
Taken on 11/15/09.
Such a handsome boy!!!!
Noah holding baby Sam.
He's finally really liking him since he's stopped crying so much.
Now Noah tells me when he's crying & says
"Mama, baby's kcryin. Let's go find. Aww, it's otay baby Sam."
Never thought that day would come:).
Had to take a pic of his Halloween outfit.
He was at least willing to cooperate:).
Even if it was taken 2 weeks after Halloween.
Morgan with Sammy.
She's always loved him.
Tears or not.
She used to just immitate him & laugh.
My 1st attempt at all 3 of my angels.
So cute:).
SO many sleepless nights later. We have a super handsome, cute, happy boy...that has joined our other 2 cuties! Whew. I look forward to the sleeping through the night sometime again in the near future. We are so glad that he is healthy again & his reflux is under control. He had us pretty scared there for a little while, in more ways than one:). Thank you so much for joining our family Wiggly Fuzzy Bear. We love you!

Monday, November 9, 2009

What a Year...

I'm just not sure about how I've really been feeling lately. My emotions are everywhere. When I think about it, I guess it really has been a bit of a crazy year and I think it's finally caught up with me.

A pregnancy...much easier than Noah's, but still sick until about 20 weeks.

Morgan's surprise surgery, recovery & rehab.

All of us being apart from Isaac for almost 3 months this summer, except for one weekend. And Isaac coming home about 2 and 1/2 weeks before our baby.

The c-section, recovery & new baby who is also colicky & has reflux.

Sam being sick for over 2 months. Not sleeping & on a nebulizer. Although he is much better now, he's still not allowed to be out & about in closed spaces with lots of people.

Morgan having more seizures again. Trying to get her back & adjusted on a medication.

Noah is so cute, but he is getting such a mouth. Lots of time outs for this little man. And boy does he like to find pens & scribble all over my couches with them.

Isaac having issues with work & having to go out & work again.

Issues with insurance. Not only will an individual policy obviously not cover Morgan but me as well.

Losing a really close family friend & grieving. And watching his family grieve & suffer his loss.

Having baby blues & trying to make myself get out and exercise.

HATING my body after 3 babies.

Too tired and have no time to beautify & make myself a better person.

Being along with all 3 kids while Isaac is out working again.

Halloween was a nightmare. There are no pictures from this night. Morgan cried & had tantrums through the 1st 30 minutes...then we had about 20 minutes of everyone being happy...then Noah freaks out screaming & kicking & doesn't want to trick or treat & he doesn't want to leave.

And let me tell you how sick I am of trying to get my children to eat right now. After making dinner & listening to the baby scream the entire time I'm doing so, having them not eat. Urgh!!!! And having to threaten every bite with going to their room & the final threat of going to bed right then. I so followed through with that threat last night.

And I am so tired of feeling all alone. I feel like I harass my neighbors & family here. Asking them for help...which I am so not good at. I have most definitely gotten better at it this year.

I really can't do too much with Sam still & I'm scared to have Noah go & play places because of getting sick & bringing it home. Morgan going to public school with lots of germs. Oh, how gross it is to see her push on her actual wheels on her chair & then touch her face & lick her hand. YUCK!

I'm done, I need a vacation. I'm exhausted. I'm emotionally drained. I miss my family who live on the east coast. And miss my best friend who works & then is trying to figure out what he's going to do with his career while he's at home. Boys are so not good at talking on the phone.

And my dang baby won't take a bottle.

Did I forget anything?

Oh yeah, all I want to do is crawl under my covers, watch T.V., try & sleep maybe & eat everything in sight. This will so help me with the issues I'm having with my body.

And debt. Bills, bills, & more bills.

And always wishing that your daughter could talk & understand more & run & play with the other kids.

....and the year isn't over yet.