Its Not Easy Being Green

Or is it? Well to Scotty its easy as pie! So here's what happened, as dinner time came along I Started getting his meal ready. Juice, check! Garden veggies, check! Bib, check! spoon, double check!! I plop lil man in his high chair and begin the chaos. Now keep in mind this little boy is smart. Like really smart. He wont eat anything unless you are using the orange spoon. Oh yes hes gone orange? Yup! Hook em' Horns lol. Anyways, I am on the first spoonful with him and what does he decide to do? yep thats right he sneezed. Thus getting veggies all over his face, me, the high chair, and somehow managed to get food on the back of his head. Crazy right? Yes, but that only the beginning! As the meal goes on he start making this whining sound. I'm over here trying to figure out what hes whining at and then...it hit me. I apparently am not feeding him fast enough. So I speed up the pace a little bit, not too fast though. Now this little boy thinks mommy is playing with him at this point. so he starts smiling and his food comes spilling out the sides of his mouth onto his bib. I try to feed hi the last little bit of veggies and hes now playing peek-a-boo. As he has his mouth full of his last bite he goes to cover his face with his bib and at the last minute he sneezed into his bib spewing food all over his face. Now I have to admit I've never seen a greener baby in my life, but after I got him cleaned up this is what he looked like...

Baby Food and BathTime!

Hello lovlies! Its been quite some time since I've been on here you know with being busy with the mommy duties. SO last time I posted something little Scotty was a little over a month old, now since a good chunk of time has gone by, I can now tell a bunch of fun stories in on go. Yay! So where to begin?..Hmm...Oh yes, well since he is 4 months old today I tried a new food with him. Meats. Doctors normally will say don't feed him till hes 6 months old but I'm sorry I didn't go by the "rules". My son was hungry so I acted like any mother would and fed that boy. Yes some may think I'm wrong for feeding him really early, but nothing would satisfy him. So food we went to. Lets just say we have a happy baby! He's such a good baby its unbelievable. Well any who, back to my story....I was sitting there trying to introduce baby chicken to him, normally this boy will eat anything you show him, but for some reason this time was different. I put just a teensy bit of the meat on his spoon and gave it to him. The reaction on his face was literally the saddest face I've ever seen him make and he burst into tears. I felt so terrible that I thought I did something wrong. With all this going on dear ole hubby of mine is NOT helping at all what so ever. He looks at Scotty and tells him, "Oh, is mommy being a big ole meanie?"

I wanted to chunk my boot at him! Now that would've been the childish thing to do, instead i got up from the chair and handed johnny the jar of food and Scotty's spoon. He just gives me this puzzled look and I tell him...."If I'm a big ole meanie, then YOU feed him." Shocked, he sits down and tries to do the task I gave him. I tell him "oh hunny its easy" well about ten minutes of johnny trying to get him to eat this baby meat, he comes and gets me and says "he wont eat it." I tried so hard not to laugh but I just find it funny whenever I need help he'll tell me its easy, but when I tell him to do something so simple such as feeding the baby he tells me its easier for me. Hahttp://www.bloha! OK. Whatever you say love. Well i go back in the kitchen and find something different for Scotty to eat since I figured he didn't want anymore of this "new food". Johnny is over to the side thinking I let him off easy and I was going to feed Scotty. NO. It was time johnny learned to do something hard. Well I grabbed a jar of peas, this particular food to this day is still an issue with little man. So round #2! Johnny tries this again. Scotty has the first bite in his mouth and I swear to you he did this on purpose, he held it in his mouth for perfect opportunity, he sneezed with a mouthful of peas in johnny's face. I am not kidding you.The only bad part of my funny moment was Scotty had made a mess of himself. So bath time was a calling his name!

Now that his tub is filled I place him in. He's just splashing away like he normally does, well there was a cup by his feet that he happened to kick out of his tub into the big tub. Since i usually sit on the side of the tub with my feet inside the big tub, what happens....I slipped. That's right I slipped and fell on my butt! I was a little embarrassed but as soon as I saw Scotty laughing and smiling. It wasn't so bad that my whole butt was wet.

OH the joys of motherhood! Its amazing, but I will be back later to share more of my moments with you!

Post Partum or Baby Blues?

So as you may know that the baby blues can sometimes be thought to be post partum depression. Well here these past few weeks I've been confused to which I may have. You see when i first brought Scotty home from the hospital, it hadn't hit me until day 2. Well technically night 2, but any who...I was laying on the couch and Scotty was in the cradle sleeping soundly. I couldn't help but watch him sleep. There's something about it that just calms me. Well back to the point...As I was watching him sleep I just burst into tears. I really had no idea why. All I knew was that seeing him actually sleeping in the cradle instead of feeling him kick and move inside me made me cry. The thoughts than ran through my head were "oh my god, hes able to move and see...what if something hurts him?" and "how am I going to do this mom thing?" It was so overwhelming until dear ole hubby came and held me telling me I'd be OK and that everything would be fine, that I'm just adjusting to this very dramatic change. So i believed him up until yesterday. Needless to say i had a meltdown. I was left alone with my son for the first time in weeks. Well he started crying, i had tried feeding him, changing him, bathing him, rocking him, etc. all of which had done nothing to console my baby what so ever... So I started crying and crying and crying. I just couldn't figure out what was wrong. I kept swearing up and down that I had PPD. Johnny thinks that I am just overwhelmed and stressed. I think its more severe than that because Ive noticed that I get irritated with people very easily. I also noticed that I cry alot and am depressed, sometimes for no good reason at all. Hearing other babies make me want to cry as well. I just don't get it..is it the blues or is it depression?

A Bunch of Randomness

Good Morning! So yesterday was Scotty's first road trip ever! However, he slept the entire way there. I don't blame him though, If I could have slept I would have. The drive up there was pretty long and to have a bunch of munchkins in the backseat is entirely a whole other story. So about halfway there after taking a beating from the darn sun, I lose complete feeling in my legs and get that weird fuzzy tingling feeling. You know the feeling you get from sitting down too long and you can't get up because you know you'll fall? Yea that feeling. Around that same time we were listening to music on a potable DVD player (which I happened to drop on my foot >.< but I'll get to that in a bit), singing along to the songs and such when TK starts misbehaving. I figured it was because we had been in the car for promptly an hour and a half and come on now a kids going to get restless at that point and being that age. Well she kept on misbehaving so we took the DVD player from her. Never in my life had I heard a wail that loud...she of course tried to snatch it back and failed miserably. I on the other hand was trying to play authority figure, since her momma was driving, and be serious about her acting right or she couldn't get the DVD player back. I was so smooth I dropped the player on my foot! Can we say ouch! Savannah could not stop laughing at me because she has never seen someone move their leg that fast in her life. Well any who, lets fast forward a bit to grandma Webb's house. I was super excited when we got there...so I could get out of the car! my legs hurt that bad. Well so on we bring Scotty into the house and need I say more but Grandma Webb fell in love with this baby instantly! It was pretty darn cute how she told to me and Savannah that if he ever goes missing we know where to look. I saw what was going happen next as soon as she said it, because Savannah swears up and down that he's her baby. Surprisingly Savannah just looked at her and smiled. After spending time with grandma webb, we then decided to head on over to nonnie and coppy's house. Now as sweet and caring these people may be, you are never prepared for how rambunctious the kids and the dogs get as soon as you walk in the door. So again my little man got to play hot potato with another set of grandparents. He seemed to enjoy his time well spent with the grandparents yesterday because as soon as we hit the road to go home, he was out like a light bulb. Something similar to this...

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u As soon as we get home I put Scotty to bed and go and relax in the living room. Oh did I mention we got a new living room set? Well we did and it the most comfortable thing I have EVER sat on. It was so darn comfy that I literally had to sleep on it. Well back to the baby, he stayed asleep until Daddy got home from work. I am surprised that this little boy just knows when to wake up when his dads home. I have No clue to how he knows when he'll be walking through the door. Its cute though because he does the same thing when ever he hears his daddy on the phone. For example one night I was putting him to bed and Johnny calls and as soon as Scotty hears his voice he's wide awake! Wide awake and bright eyed just reaching for the phone as if he wanted the phone to pick him up. Johnny says he sure knows who his daddy is. And I couldn't agree more. So waking up this morning surprisingly still on the couch, I go into the bedroom to check on my boys. Both were dead asleep and sprawled out. Scotty was in the center of my big ole fleece pillow and johnny was just taking up most of the bed like normal, but I always find myself just sitting there watching them sleep. I don't know what it is about them sleeping but its cute seeing them together. It always seems to put a smile on my face. Right now, I am back on the comfy couch watching my son sleep and blogging just a bunch of random snippets of Scotty. I don't think any of you guys mind especially since good sleep has become a thing of the past. All because I like to watch him sleep when I know I should be sleeping too.

From Pregnancy to Motherhood

A month ago I was awaiting the arrival of my precious son, Scott Wayne. Now I am enjoying the time of being a mommy! So after everything, I would love to share my experience of finding out I was pregnant to the very moment of birth. December 23,2010 I had found out I was going to be bringing a life into this world. Telling my husband I was pregnant was the scariest yet greatest thing I had ever done. It was scary because we both were young, but it was great because we had always talked about having kids. We thought it would never happen due to medical issues. Well since I had found out I was pregnant by a home test, we wanted to make sure when the due date was. So off to the doctor we go! January 10,2011 was the day we saw our sweet little baby.

Once we saw the sonogram we immediately fell in love and from the picture, we then had our nickname. He was our little turtle. From that day on all we looked forward to was the day we would find out the gender. During the time we waited I got a taste of pregnancy I never knew about...morning sickness. This wasn't as bad as everyone had made it out to be because I wasn't constantly sick. However, whenever I did get sick, I got really sick. it was to the point I didn't want to get out of bed. I couldn't eat mexican food, the slightest smell of cigarette smoke, and the heat (yes the heat! I live in Texas where it's hot as heck!). Almost five months along, I finally went to the doctor to find out what my precious turtle was going to be! I wanted a girl so badly and my husband tricked me into thinking he wanted a girl first as well, well before I found out the gender I was having dreams of having a boy. So in my mind I knew we would be having a boy, but I still wanted to see what the turtle would be. As me and my mother-in-law were waiting the technician was stalling. I had the feeling she'd surprise me....and she definanlty did. Turns out I was right. I was going to be bringing a precious baby into this world and his day to arrive would be July 31,2011.

So after that day all I could do was wait for his arrival. So doing so, I found myself becoming a night owl. I couldn't seem to find myself going to bed until four in the morning. So my husband and I would go and hang out with his friends. We did this for quite some time. I got bigger and even more uncomfortable as the pregnancy went on. Well finally I got to the point of having braxton hicks contractions everyday. I was in and out of the hospital everyday the week before I went into labor. Urg, it was miserably unbearable. So going through all that, the day finally came. The morning of July 30, 2011 I went into labor. At 9:00am my mother calls me acting crazy asking "have you gone into labor yet? Are you feeling pain yet?" Keep this in mind I didn't go to bed until 7 that morning. So I got mad and hung up. Thirty minutes the contractions start. I thought they were cramps so i ignored it and went to sleep. 12:30 I woke up puking. I had no idea what had hit me until i sat down. My contractions were 2 to 5 minutes apart. I quickly woke my husband telling him we had to go and now. Once we got to the hospital I was admitted in at 3. at 3:30 the doctors induced me. I wasn't even dialated to a 3 :(. So after I was situated in my room, all me and my family did was wait. In the mean time I wasn't allowed to eat anything. This made me pretty grumpy because everyone was bringing snacks and food and everything else into my room! Finally the nurse came in and gave me a shot to reduce my pain. No it wasn't an epidural, everything was natural. Once i got that shot I was higher than a kite and passed out. All i remember was waking up every so often to hear people talking, checking my dialation status, and pain. This continued to go on until 5:15am the next morning. I called the doctor 3 times before she came in. I was ready to push. The doctor took her sweet time getting prepared to deliver...she told me I'm going to tell you when to push. Haha no ma'am, as she was telling me this i had already started pushing. I was so exhausted i just wanted to lay there and give up. Luckily 3 pushes and my son was here! My friend who was waiting in the waiting room, said I screamed like someone was trying to murder me( i screamed once). My son arrived at 5:26am. Needless to say it was the happiest moment of my life.

I could never ask for anything better.