This past weekend Brody was really sick. 103 fever, not wanting to eat or drink and waking up all night long. The poor little guy was just pitiful, (as were Drew and I). Saturday night was the WORST night we had ever had with him. He was up at least once an hour, and was screaming. He couldn't breath because his nose was so stuffed up, he was HOT to the touch and seemed to have a sore throat and was achy all over (I can only assume that these are his symptoms, since Drew is home in bed with the same ones). Sunday morning he woke up...we were all 3 in the same bed (along with BOTH dogs), Brody went 3 full hours solidly sleeping, while he and I both sat up in bed. Bottles, medicine, and pacifiers were everywhere, but at 7 am when he opened his eyes...he looked at me a laughed, like, "wasn't that fun!". Regardless of him being so sick, he did have a FUN weekend. See pictures below of his VERY FIRST ice cream cone (Grandma shared with him). He was so funny because it was sooooooo cold (hence the facial expressions), but also soooooooo good.
This was Brody's first holiday, Halloween...Let me first preface this by giving you some background into Brody's nickname of "Pinchy". We have come to find out that Drew and I are a "nickname" family, for instance we have 2 wiener dogs whos names are Lexi and Thor, however we call them "Moose" and "Baby Girl Deutch (like Roni Deutch the tax lawyer lady)", but that explanation may have to be for another time. Drew and I also call each other nicknames, which I too will save for another time...(this is not that type of blog).
Brody was quick to aquire many nicknames...Bro-Frog, Brod-a-saur, "B", and Button (which my mom still calls him). And then there is "Pinchy", which has stuck. Drew thought of this name for him and it all began with a little onesie that had a crab on it and said "Feed me or I'll snap". To which Drew remembered back to an episode of the Simpsons, where Homer got a pet crab and named it "pinchy"...with that it was (and forever will be) PINCHY! Random...I know, but that's how we are. So just be nice or we will give YOU a nickname!
Back to Halloween...Pinchy was a Lobster!! (Thank you Des who found the VERY LAST costume at Evangeline's...we are forever in debt to you). Now this costume was made for a tiny baby, one that didn't move, so there was only a pouch for the legs. This was NOT going to work for Pinchy, so I altered it.
Now, for those of you who know me well enough, also know that I DO NOT sew. I have no patience, and I would rather hot glue a button to a shirt than sew it on. But...as "mom" trait, I cut leg holes (which looked like a backwards baby thong), sewed the pouch up so that the lobster tail could drag, and sewed the arm pinchers to the sleeve. Mind you, I did all of this with a little sewing kit that you get for free at hotels, and the thread was so tangled when I was done that I just threw it all away. (saves me from having to sew ever again). Nonetheless...the costume was complete and Brody could even crawl around in it, which was quite the site. He didn't mind having it on at all, after all the work that went into it, I should make him wear it out everyday!
Well, here I am, doing something I swore to Drew that I would never start doing...BLOGGING! (Sorry Babe).
I found it difficult to keep up on Brody's baby book, all the while balancing being a mom, a wife, a friend and even working full time. So, here I am, creating a blog, hoping to keep it up so that it can serve as a virtual baby book (special thanks to Des and Eli for the inspiration). I hope to update regualrly, making it easier for our loved ones to be a fly on the wall in our day to day life all the while creating memories for Brody to one day look back at.
Our little man is almost 9 months, and I the time has just flown by. Each phase is 100 times better than the previous one, and he surprises me more and more every day. I try to think back to the person I was and the life I lived before Brody, and honestly, I cannot even remember. Brody has taken over every part of me and I cannot remember who I was before him.
Now, at 9 months he:
is crawling EVERYWHERE and climbing up on everything. In fact, he is very close to walking. (Going to day care with kids just a little older...he has been taught a ton)
has 7 teeth, yes 7! 4 on the top and 3 on the bottom. He has what they call "Texas Teeth", goofy looking and cute all at the same time.
will eat ANYTHING. I'm not talking baby food here, but whatever we eat...we feed him. He's had stir fry (veggies and all), mashed potatoes (with his hands), lasagna, chicken, eggs, pancakes, just to list a few. He has also enjoyed things that Drew and I do not eat, like dog food, leaves, bark, and dirt. He is all boy!
is best friends with Thor (or male mini doxie). Thor has staked his claim on Brody and they are inseparable.
LOVES to be tossed around. Now I am not talking about lifted up in the air and bounced on your knee...I mean thrown face first, onto a pile of pillows...all to roll off and giggle! The higher he goes off the bounce, the louder he laughs!
gives kisses (sloppy wet ones) and is learning to wave "bye-bye".
knows that the world revolves around his big blue eyes and blonde hair.
As I mentioned before, I am starting this 9 months into his life, so below are some pictures to catch you up and we can all just pretend that I've been blogging all along:
