Three Months- REALLY?

I can't believe we have a three month old.

On the other hand, I feel like he's been a part of our family for a long time.  Not in a cheesy way... but if you think of the amount of waiting and normalcy that goes into the average three months in life, it seems FOREVER.  But then, you have this BABY thing and poof.  Time flies.

(I'm not sure that makes sense to anyone but me... but 14 weeks... REALLY?  Three months?  REALLY?  Seems almost time to phase in the Rob name.)

I see him every waking hour, so I have a hard time seeing changes in Rob (Robbie?). Whenever friends/family comment "yadda yadda yadda (grown) yadda yadda yadda (change)", I say "REALLY?"

What has changed in the last month?

• We have an AWESOME sleeper.  Like awesome.  To the point that I think, why can't you be MORE awesome and stretch that 10 hours into 12.  But then I don't want to mess with the awesomeness with things like an earlier bedtime (which we need to do), or losing the miracle blanket (which we also need to do)

• Poor buddy had his 1st diaper rash.  It looked like how I imagine herpes.  Gross.  I was traumatized.  He didn't seem to notice.

• He continues to love and watch other babies constantly.  I'm not sure who looks forward to play group Fridays more between the two of us.

• I'm starting to make some friendships with Moms in the neighborhood.  I still feel all geeky and college freshmany and "will you be my friend-y", but we're getting there.

• He likes a bath.  Big time.  (Insert Cute nake-y baby picture with red solo cup added for irony)

• We've locked in, for now at least, a daycare.  I just needed to get rid of the anxiety of not knowing where we were going.  We are 259th on the waiting list at our top choice.  In the 150s at our 2nd, 3rd and 4th choice.  So we're going with convenience.  But it turns out some of the other neighborhood moms are starting in the new infant class at the local daycare with us, and that brings a great deal of comfort to me.

• Babies need toys!  I didn't have any.  I felt terrible.  We now have toys. 

• He like the color red.  People wearing red.  Toys in red.  Red diaper bags.  Blankets.  I'm sure that's a developmental milestone in one of the parenting books I have that I haven't cracked.  (More in another post on coming to terms with and figuring out what the hell a parenting philosophy is from this very type A person who turns out to not be so type A when it comes to parenting)

• We have a rolling over dilemma.  He seems to have forgotten that he knows how to roll from tummy to back.  He learned in the last two days how to roll from back to tummy.  This means time to wean off the awesome Miracle Blanket swaddle.  Back to worrying about messing with my awesome sleeper.

So there.  Complete with the obligatory three month picture.  (And the two and one month below).  I still can't tell the difference.

Thanksgiving- No Modifications

Last year our Thanksgiving was interrupted... literally... and we had to make a ridiculous roadtrip to get back for more fertility shots.

Let's revisit.

http://palmettobaby.blogspot.com/2011/02/shdy-grove.html
http://palmettobaby.blogspot.com/2011/02/thanksgiving-modified.html

This year?  No unexpected roadtrips.  No shots.  No last-minute-grocery-shopping.  No ultrasounds.

Just one baby.

From that.... to this.

We are thankful.

Photos from Baptism

Robbie was baptized in Shawn's home church... as I said to the pastor, "We turned out a Christmas Eve crowd"...  he didn't think that was nearly as funny as I did.

Southern Living

It's 80 degrees and sunny ... three days before Thanksgiving.

This calls for an early evening happy hour (and nap) on the back porch.

New member of the Lord's flock

The family Edwards made the long trek from DC to the center of the universe (Marion, SC) to spend a few days with the family.  The main reason for the visit was Robbie getting Christened in my (Shawn) family's home church after which we will be spending Thanksgiving this year with the Miller side of the family in Atlanta.

Susann and I have not had a great deal of success finding a church close to our house and it is difficult for the older members of our family to make the trip to DC so we decided to ask if it would be alright to perform the ceremony in Marion.  Fortunately the Pastor agreed.  He is a great guy and while he was clear with Susann and I about the seriousness of what we were committing to he was also very supportive.

Susann and I selected my sister Paula to be Robbie's Godmother and our friend Mike M to be the Godfather - we knew what great people they were and this weekend only confirmed our judgement.

I will not go into all of the details of the ceremony but short version is that Susann and I promised to raise Robbie as a Christan and do everything in our power to provide a loving and supportive family environment.

Finally there is the fact that my parents - most especially my Mother - got to see the ceremony and secondly (by a nose) got the chance to show off their grandchild.  As I have relayed in earlier posts my parents have been dealing with some health issues over the last year so we took a great deal of satisfaction from bringing a little - about 12 lbs - good news to the table.  I think today's events did all of us a world of good.

Happy Thanksgiving!!