Saturday, September 25, 2010

Pappie.

I never knew either one of my grandfathers as a child. There was once a man friend of my Grandma Henry that I adored as one, but he too passed when I was super young. I am really happy that Liam has my dad as his grandfather. He is the only one he will ever have. And that is going to be so special to Liam. I can not wait to watch him grow up and love this man he will call Pappie.



Pappie was the first person to arrive to the hospital when I was in labor and he waited for 11 hours before heading home (exhausted) at 2:30 in the morning. Liam was born an hour later. Pappie came to the hospital every single day to visit his grandson. He would not hold him, because little newborns scare him, but look how proud he was.


Here they are together last April when Liam was 5 1/2 months. Pappie always talks in his famous Irish accent when he is with Liam. They both have a little dimple on the left side of their face. When we are at home and I show him pictures of Pappie Liam smiles and talks to him. He is always excited to see my dad when we go to his house to visit.




Here they are just last week, Liam 10 1/2 months. It makes me cry just looking at this picture. It is going to be framed and put in his room. I love my dad so very much, and I look forward to collecting pictures of them together.

I love you dad. He loves you Pappie.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

three


three hardest moments of my life

one: watching my baby at 3 days old in the emergency room with his arm in a splint so they could have him on an IV and take his blood. Seeing him freezing from dehydration was horrible, being poked and prodded, well you might as well have ripped my heart straight out of my chest.

two: the hundreds of hours I have watched my baby in pain. From his reflux to his stomach/digestion problems this boy has cried writhing in pain in my arms far to often. I wish more than anything his pain could be transferred to my body.

three: The moments when my mind slips off to somewhere ugly and I think of something bad happening to my baby.

All of my hardest moments pre mommy-hood seem so small now. Nothing could ever hurt me as much as seeing my child hurt.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Thursday, September 2, 2010

he

he is silly.
he is also very serious
he is a giggling,
drooling baby boy and
he makes my cup runneth over.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Ten months

I am ten months old now!
I love to crawl, I crawl so fast that if you even blink for a second you will lose track of me. I love looking out the window and watching my dogs go poopie outside. I love mimicking the sounds that my mommy and daddy make. I like sneezing, it always makes me laugh. I hate sleeping. Always have, probably always will. I love eating real big people's food. I can feed myself and I eat everything!!
I love toilets, and toilet paper rolls. You can unroll a whole roll just by pulling on it real quick, did you know that? It is so cool. I love the sound it makes when the windows are down when we are driving in the car. I love music. I listen to it everyday. When a good song comes on or when my mommy is singing a song that I like, I just open my mouth and start singing along.
I am so proud of my teeth. All four of them. I like to grab my parents faces, lean in for a kiss and then bite at them. I love my parents. And I love to give kisses. My favorite part of my day is after I wake up and I have my milk, mommy and I call out for the puppies to come into my room to say good morning. I shriek with happiness after having gone all night without my puppies, and they jump into our laps and give me my morning kisses.


These are some of my favorite things now...



My Mommy always pulls this in circles and I laugh my head off.

My balls. I love playing with balls. The baseball one is my favorite. My Uncle George gave it to me. One day I hope to have 232 balls.

These keys were my mommy's when she was a little girl. I play with them all the time.

This is my favorite dog toy. I love grabbing it and playing tug with Knightley. When I put it in my mouth my mommy says Ewwie Ewwie.


This is a cool fish, I like to watch it drive across the floor.
I love sucking food out of pouches like these. So Yummy.


These stackable toys ... I play with them and shake them. I could play with them for hours.



These frogs are amazing. Probably my favorite toys at the moment. I just chew and chew them. Although little do I know that right after this photo was taken the green frog got tossed into the garbage, death due to a puncture wound in its neck. I got carried away one day.

Buzz and Woody. My sleep buddies. I wake up and play with them in the morning.

This little fish is my favorite bath toy. I carry it out of the bath with me and hold on to it all through getting dressed and story time.


This is my favorite book. We read it every day. Daddy and Mommy take turns. I turn the pages. And I slap every single page and laugh.


Power cords. I will try to play with the cords to anything. The vacuum is the only one my parents will let me play with. It is my way of helping them clean.