he has a way with words

My computer won't let me download pictures right now. SO mad.
Sigh.

I'll leave you with a short story instead:

The other day I was getting Noah ready to go out and I noticed his shirt was fitting a little tight. Hmm. Oh well, it was a super cute shirt so I squeezed him into it anyways. I sat him in his bumbo so I could get my jacket on. When I came back he was looking up at me so innocently with his dark eyes and five yes, count them, five double chins. I didnt even know you could have that many!
I called Ed into the living room to ask his opinion.
Wrong decision. Lesson learned.
I said "Hun, do you think we're going to have a bigger child??"
He looked at me and laughed. "Oh no Kevyn, you don't have to worry about that! He has my body!"
Ummmm. Foot in mouth?? That's what I thought too...

yummy

Apparently our days at home just aren't exciting enough. Noah decided to spice up our afternoon by doing this...

It's a good thing he's cute. You can't see it very well in the first picture, but while I was waiting for Ed to get the shower going, the little guy decided to make matters just a tad worse and throw up all over his feet and my newly clean counter top. I was trying to hold him as far away from my body as possible, but he kept slipping all over the place in his strategically placed puke pile. Sigh. I think you're right Amanda, eventually we all embrace the puke. It's hard not to when it is your life.

Houston, we have a problem

I've done it. I'm sad about it. Don't know how to fix it.

As if I don't already have enough insecurities about being a Mother. I have raised a spoiled child.
You may ask yourself, is it possible to spoil a little baby? Well I am here to tell you, it is. and I have done it.
Congratulations to me.
I have mananged to spoil an innocent babe just shy of his 4 month birthday. I must have broken some kind of record somewhere. I'm sure the trophy would read 'World's worst first time Mother, watch out' or something to that effect.
I had plans. So many big plans about how good of a Mom I was going to be. Boy did that go down hill. Fast.
I was under the impression, you know from my vast experience as an Auntie, that raising my own kids would be... well not easy, but not nearly as hard as this has been.
How does one fail in motherhood in under 4 months?!
Furthermore, I did not in a million years ever think I would have a Colicky baby. Well it just goes to show you how unpredictable life is. Oh and I've learned my lesson, dont ever make plans for the future. You just never know how it will turn out.
This is very possibly the most depressing post of my short blogging life.
I could just scream.
Why does no one ever tell you how hard this mothering thing can actually be??
And why do I feel jealous and self-critical when I see other moms with easy babies. Or hear how much they 'just love being a mom! it's the greatest thing in the world!' Humph.
Their enthusiasm makes me want to puke. Or cry. Maybe both.
I used to believe this is what I was designed to be. A mother and a wife. Well imagine my surprise when I came to the realization that I'm not very good at either of those roles.
I have concluded that because I have never heard of anyone having as tough a time as I am having, it has to be me. Alllll me.
I'm in a real pickle here.
I never would have thought that I could fail at something that I always believed came naturally. You know, that 'maternal instinct' everyone talks about?
Well, I think I'm missing mine.
If anyone has an extra one, I would be willing to make some kind of trade.

moco...

Is the spanish word for this lovely little thing hanging so innocently out of my son's nose. So call me a copycat, but I just had to follow after Amanda's post awhile ago. Although I think you would agree that my post does not make you want to throw up nearly as much as Amanda's did.

I would also like to add that even with a little boogie on his face, he's still the cutest thing I've ever seen!

And the debut of the most precious hat in the world. A steal of a deal at old navy for just 10 bucks. Auntie Sarah wasn't a fan of it, and was embarrased to hold Noah in the mall while he was wearing it. UNTIL of course she heard some strangers say 'Awww, look at his cute little hat!' Pffftt, silly sarah. Don't you know he looks good no matter what he wears?

Oh, almost forgot to mention that, that is a 6-12 month hat. Sigh. My poor little baby. One day I hope he will grow into his head.

Noah: "So Daddy, should I wear the double chin and the chubby cheeks with this outfit?"

life in the caballero home

Whew! What a week. My poor baby boy has been sick since Friday and I'm exhausted. A big thanks to my Mom who came in twice to help out with Noah and let us new parents get some sleep. Tough business being a Mommy. Oh well, sleep is for the weak. Atleast that's what I try to tell myself when Im walking around the aparment like a zombie stumbling over things because I can no longer see out of my puffy, red-ringed eyes. Ha. No really, it's not that bad. He's been doing really well the last few days and is getting back to his old self. We made a BIG breakthrough last night and put him in his bed right after he had eaten at 10:00 and he fell asleep on his own! WOO HOO. To most of you this may not be a big deal.... but here... its monumental. With his Colic he would absolutely not go to sleep unless he was rocked and shushed for atleast 2 hours before we layed him down. (We could be very manipulated parents.. but hey, he's cute and we're first timers, I think we're aloud some mistakes) Needless to say he did amazingly well and was asleep before I was out of the room. I'm trying to get him into a routine and praying that last night was not just a one time thing. He's really becoming a fun little baby. I love when he wakes up and is all smiles for everyone. I was looking at some of his very first pictures and so wanted him to be small like that again, but then instantly remebered the sleepless nights and feedings every 30 seconds and came to my senses. I love my big boy.

We knew Noah was sick when this was the only way he would fall asleep, he hasn't done this since he was brand new.
How sweet

I couldn't imagine them being more like eachother, aside from Noah's white skin...

Noah loves to play on the floor with his Daddy

Their favorite past time

I love love love his chubby cheeks... I could just pinch them

And here is my baby boy all grown up...

At 3 months you:

• STILL hate your tummy time but apparently children who do not learn this skill will have numerous problems in their childhood and even into their adult lives.. right Mom? :) Kidding, we love you Grandma Prepchuk.
• can grab your toys, but get frustrated easily when they are too big to fit in your mouth, which... well they all are. Sorry Son.
• have replaced your 'hate' of car rides, with your 'love' of them.
• prefer your Mom and Dad, and are starting to make strange with family members.
• have completely weaned yourself off of your soother (yeah!)
• have discovered Lola and Diesel and think they're the most interesting toys ever.
• love both showers and baths
• are starting to get some natural red hi lights in your hair.... sorry, that's from my side.
• think you are a big boy and would rather stand with some help than lay on the floor with some toys.
• are the best thing that ever happend in our family :)

Love you Bubba!

if they could only stay small forever...

boys will be boys

This morning I was running a bit behind as I was getting ready for church. I know, What's new? So to save some time I asked Ed to finish getting Noah ready and put him to sleep so we could get going. A few minutes later I walked out of the bedroom to find Noah like this...

And Ed like this...

Oh how I love these two! Couple o'crazy's if you ask me.

Here's my big man all cute and ready for Church. Thanks Auntie Janay for the tie! Simply irresistable.

I knew it!

Take the Quiz here!

Perhaps It's because I got the book "Emma" for Christmas and I am really into her head right now :) Thanks for the book Mom! Love, love love it.

Lately

First off, Happy Valentine's Day! I'll admit I hopped on the band wagon several years ago when it was cool to hate this day, but I was really just lying to myself, and probably a little bitter because I usually didn't have a boyfriend around this time. Secret is, I love it. What's not to love about a day where you get flowers and chocolate and spoiled by your husband? Because... well as much as I love Ed, he is not an 'I'll buy you flowers for no particular reason' kind of guy. Which is completely fine! It's not for everyone :) Hence, the reason I love to wake up on February 14th and know that I am going to be adored by my husband all day long. And that's exactly what happened, I woke up to flowers and yummy chocolates, later we are going for a couple's massage with dinner to follow at my favorite restaurant The Olive Garden and end off at home snuggling with our Son, watching a good movie and polishing off a tub of some delish Ice Cream. Whoever made up V-day.. THANKS :)

Things haven't changed much around here, Noah is our lives. Every single minute of every single day, which is why this blog is, well... all about him :) How great is it to stay at home all the time and be a mom?? Seriously, If I never work again it would be too soon. I love watching this little baby (who is just a mini-Ed) grow and learn new things. The first couple of months I was more scared than anything else, but we've come to know eachother rather well him and I. We're quite the pair. Here are a few pictures I've been meaning to share for awhile now.

This last week we had our Baby reunion from our prenatal class - so much fun! I loved seeing all those babies that were once just bulging little tummies! We had one baby missing that day, but starting from Noah and going clockwise we have Anna (7 weeks) Kalan (3 days) and Annon (2 months)

Noah and his first little girlfriend Anna.. love the hair!

This is just a picture of a picture that we got from a photography company. It's the only thing we have to show from the photoshoot, they charge you ridiculous amounts of money but we managed to wrangle one free 5by7 out of them.

So the following pictures are of Noah ALMOST rolling :) This was his second attempt. The first try he nailed, however I was not watching that particular minute. No no, I was being a good Mother and stalking my blogs. Oops! Needless to say he got a bit camera shy and didn't want to try anymore. Too bad... we'll try another time.

Thinkin' about it...

Getting into position...

And just couldnt seem to make it that final roll :)

I like the way he has his hands posed here.. it's like he's preparing to do something VEEERY sneaky..

Smilin' for Grandma

Looking cool with Auntie janay

Annnd, not liking it so much anymore. Get these off me!

Ah, much better... thanks Mommy

A wii bit too much

Had a day long Wii marathon the other day
can hardly type
arms feel very, very heavy
must have been a professional boxer in another life, I am undefeated
whole body hurts
never ever doing it again