I have to say I love my friends.....

Not going into some gushy blog, because I'm just not in that mood ( you will soon find out I am FAR from that mood) but my friends are absolutley effing fantastic... and I don't know what the eff I would do without them...
Okay so scenario for the day:

We all know I have discovered Facebook and I love it... except I didn't really love it so much today.You see about a week and a half ago I got a message from one ex boyfriend ( the only ex that I don't talk to anymore, and the only ex that ended badly, badly meaning he thought it was okay to um be with like a zillion other women while we were dating, and start up a serious relashionship with another women while we were dating and thought it was OKAY) He wants to talk.
So I did the mature grown up thing and ignored him
Then I get another message today saying I know your ignoring me... I want to talk, when you're ready. blah blah freaking blah.
Okay so what would you do?
a) i could keep ignoring him
b) rub it in his face that my life is wonderful
c) just say - hey wasn't ignoring you, just didn't know what the heck to talk with you about....
This last one is to save face for our silly grad reunion next YEAR- IT"S NEXT YEAR PEOPLE AND I STILL HAVE I JUST HAD A BABY FLAB
Okay so fatbaby body is not really my concern but the other stuff is
advice - words of wisdom.... anything -
Heather wrote me a nice little message I would love to post, and if i decide to go with that I'd just cut and paste it - with her copyright permission of course.

I've had some complaints...

YES HEATHER ONLY FROM YOU! That I havn't been a dutiful blogger and kept up with my blog in a while. You see as I think I may have mentioned in a post or so ago - I am obsessed with facebook. Take it away I think it's ruining my life... okay it's not but that's where I've been, and you know now that I'm back here on blogger I realize this is just as if not WAY more fun than facebook, I forgot how fun it is to just talk, or write and get it all out, because the one week away from 4 month old in the swing ( yes he is in the swing and sleeping of course 5 minutes before I have to go... which means i have to wake said sleeping child..... shitty) It's much funner to chat with cyberspace, you see they can't shit on you.
Okay so I've been thinking, I have this concert on Saturday night it's with ROCA and it's all broadway music and you see most of it is supposed to be memorized and such - well I'm still working on it.... do I a) just go to the rehearsal and magically disapear to the bathroom for the songs i'm a little shaky on
b) take sips out of my water bottle on the songs and parts I'm shaky on - ( which no doubt would lead to having to seriously use the bathroom for it's originally intended usage
or C) Fake it

hmmmmm 6 hours to go.... and no time to memorize should be a fun tuesday night

Poop

As I lovingly breastfeed my beautiful boy, one baby mouth on the boob, my hand gently holding his back and cute little buddha bum.... I discovered the most delicious baby plumbers crack ever...
That is precisley when he decided to poop. All outta the diaper, all outta his pants, all over my hand, my arm my fingers my wedding ring, and then onto the change table the change pad and all over the wall.
And I still love him can you belive that?

Okay I'm Back!

Baby is sleeping, and I made my bed and cleaned up his room (man that kid really does a number on his room, I know, and he doens't even walk yet?) Anyways I figure the stockpile of dishes and bottles sitting on the counter just arn't as important as you guys so here I am!
Well we had a rough night last night. well mostly just me. You see I went out for the first time ever leaving Jer and Cole together! I've been out tons of times since he was born, and Jer too but Jer has never been left with Cole to deal with on his lonesome. Anyways he did marvelously - they are both alive which mean I am a free woman! Kidding, so I went to the Chan to see the St Pattys choirs - they were phenomenal the Chan was completley sold out, but here's the thing - I left at 6 and got home a little after midnight. Ack me rock hard boobies anyone? and the fact that baby had already had almost 3 of his 4 hour consecutive sleep - so I was crank crank cranky..... but I'm better now, nothing a little facebook can't fix. Kidding. the only way the kid will nap in the morning time is if I hold him and nap with him. And honestly it ain't as a bad as all that - I get sleep and I get to hold my litttle bundle in my arms for almost 1 1/2 hrs which you know in 5 years I know I'll look back on and say " I wish I held him more" so I figure just enjoy it while it lasts.... okay pictures - I know these are all up on facebook but I had to put some here too! These where from the kickass mommas day last sunday where I scored a beautiful new bed cover set Duvet, called the Amsterdam! and the sex and the city Behind the scenes book, and two set cd and the michael buble Cd - I know i was spoiled rotten. And
BIG BREAK BABY WOKE UP - Pictures later......
Love me

The reason I havn't blogged in some time now.....

I'm sorry I'm obsessed with Facebook.... it's eating up all my spare time... I promise to get back to you real soon
Love
Amy

My Afternoon

Baby This Afternoon -

The Crying the Crying....

MY head my head - the crying has yet to cease today - All I can say is thank you grandma for the sling , it is the only thing giving me 20 minute increments of sweet peace.

3 months

Yesterday you turned 3 whole months.

Yes son, it has been 3 months since you decided you were sooooo ready to meet us, and I am so glad you did. The changes you have made are unbelievable. You are Smiling now! and LOTS you even giggle and coo, and you are so close to being able to hold your head up. You still hate tummy time but we keep at it. You are really starting to know who your mamma is and I love it. You turn your head when I talk and you laugh at my silly faces.
Yesterday we went over to a friends house to learn how to hold you in the sling grandma and I (mostly grandma) made for you. You slept all day in it! And I guess because you were rested in the day time, you where happier in the evening and slept an extra hour for your first portion of the night, we are now up to 5 hours, (not holding breath)
We still get stopped by everyone who wants to look at you and tell me how adorable you are, even grubby disgusting children at the dr's office who want to put their grimy paws all over you, but don't worry I always step in and save you from their infectious germs of filth. (This one day will be a blog enty unto it's self)
You love to be held, and at first I thought oh no everyone is spoiling you and you'll never learn how to be on your own, and then I decided I was being very silly and foolish and that babies are much to young to be learning how to be on their own. And that this is such a short wonderful time we have together and I want you to feel cuddled and loved and protected all the live long day.
You outgrew yet another size diapers - we are at the tail end of the two's and into the three's.
You may be a heffer but your the cutest heffer ever. You still LOVE your diaper changes and giggle and coo and get all happy as soon as your little bum is freed and aired out to dry. Your Pappa and I think you are definatley going to be a nudist and love walking around naked (just like some other man in our house)
You got an awfull cold this month, and we spent some time in the Childrens Hospital where you lucked out with some very hot nurses and dr's. You especially loved the rectal thermometer temp checks everytime one of them would come to do one. Go figure.
You are stirring ever so slightly in your sling on mamma right now so unfortunatley we will have to cut this shorter than I wished, but I wanted to start documenting your life so I can look back when you are 34 and remember all the wonderful things that filled our days when you were a cutie 3 month old. I love you Cole and am so glad you picked us for your parents. I hope you always stay happy with your choice and I look forward to all the joy's next month will bring.
Love
Mamma

Thanks for my cute outfit auntie Safeena!

Yes my 2 month and 3 week old babbit is wearing 6 month clothes from Birmingham thanks to Safeena! We must grow em bigger out here!

Bumbo Baby!

Still sick, but cute as pie too!

On a much more positve note,

I have cooked dinner TWICE in the last TWO days....
yes the slow cooker helped, but seriously, I'm getting better at this mom the multitasking thang!

Pictures Explained

Time to explain the cute baby in the hospital gown.
So last friday my little peach started coughing coughing, not the cute little fake coughs he does sometimes to get me to rush over and scoop him up in my arms, but a real grown up cold phlegmy cough. Being the paranoid mum I am I promptly made an appointment with the Doc ( couldn't get in until the next day) The next day Saturday we went, and the Doc tells us he is breathing too hard and working too hard and we he writes us up a letter to take to Childrens Hospital Emergency. So we eat lunch and head over. We wait for like an hour. Then my cute little bugger gets his temperature taken (rectally and he loved it, go figure) and a heartbreaking nose suction thing to test for viral infection. He cried I cried it was hard. Then we went home after about 6 - 7 hours and were told to come back the next day. So we go back on Sunday. We wait ( but not for as long) and they do more suction nose tests, more rectal temp taking ( which he still enjoyed, go figure) and then the most heartbreaking of all heartbreaks - the x-ray. They had to do it to check if my precious baby had pnemonia. Let me set it up for you. Imagine a little holder device thing where you lay down your precious first born child they pull his wee little chubby little arms up over his head so they are beside his ears and Velcro strap him in. THEY VELCRO STRAP THEM THERE, then they VELCRO STRAP HIS CUTE LITTLE CHUBBY LITTLE LEGS IN! And tell me to move over here to the safe from x-ray cubicle where parents are supposed to stay while LISTENING TO THEIR BABY SCREAM LIKE I HAVE NEVER HEARD A CHILD SCREAM. I was balling, Jer had to hold me back because really at this point I didn't give a rat's ass if i was fried up and killed by the x-ray vibes, I just wanted to hold my baby. That was the hardest thing I have ever endured in my life, I am tearing up just re-living it so on to the next....
So then we wait. They figured he would eat, but he wouldn't. And when baby Cole doesn't eat we know there is a problem. He usually eats like 6-7 ounces every 2-3 hrs. He was down to 1 ounce every 4 - 5 hrs. This was serious. So we ended up pumping in the hospital. He finally took a bottle ( I guess being squashed up against my ginormus boobies was making him uncomfortable not being able to breathe through his nose and all. So he took 3 ounces of the bottle and then rightly projectile vomited it up all over his dad, the curtain, the floor the blankets himself. It was a mess.
So we waited until he took more. They told us we could go home and come back again tommorow
We came back again tommorow. He had a temperature. He looked better to them. He ate, still not as much as usual, and they told us we could go home provided we saw our family doctor every two days.
Today we went to the doctor, he must have picked up on my fear, because after explaining the last 3 days he put his hand on my shoulder and told me everything will be okay.
We are going back on Friday at 10 to 10, if he is still wheezy like he is now, he has to go on ventalin.
I hate being sick, but I will endure any cold, flu, anything if you could just take it away from my baby.
Seriously, ( although I would never trade it for ANYTHING, and love love love it to bits, This is the hardest job ever)

Our last three days..... 2007 the year of the hospitals!