Sunday, April 25, 2010

Patience...Finally.

So, Jake busted out the Flip camera (which we love, when we use it)...so, we finally got "patience" on video. The video should only be thirty seconds or less, but letting Jake loose on the Flip can be dangerous.



Enjoy! (Publishing video can be such a pain!)

Monday, April 19, 2010

Big Week


So, I know I was supposed to post video of Hugh being “patient”…but once again, I got lazy…and posting video is a pain and I forget how to do it, but I promise that eventually I will deliver…I am sure you are all waiting on pins and needles for it. Also, I noticed it has been two weeks since my last post…I am pregnant, that is my best excuse. So, all of that aside…it has been a big week for Hugh.


We decided to stop the appetite stimulant last week to see how Hugh would do (trying to get this baby off all meds…he has been of them since five months…however, we know another med is another the corner for this chronic cough that he has had for the last three months)…well, we found out he is still hungry…praise God. However, he has completely stopped drinking milk…we sort of knew he was only drinking the milk because of the appetite stimulant, but really hoped he turned a corner…we were wrong. This boy doesn’t like milk…doesn’t matter how you package it…in a breast, a can, or a cow, this boy doesn’t like it. And, he doesn’t like chocolate milk. He won’t eat yogurt and I doubt we can feed him enough cheese to make up for the milk (also, a moment on the lips, lifetime on the hips…Hugh won’t forgive us for all that cheese). So, we are going to try and find a good calcium supplement…but if he ends up being short, I am going to tell him it is his own fault. So, with the peacing out of the milk…we peaced out the bottle. Again, there was no love affair with the bottle…he still doesn’t even know how to latch on to it at eight-teen months! So, we say peace out and cups it is…all grown up. Oh, and we (Jake) flipped him forward in the car…my baby…all grown up! I thought he would be a lot more excited, but he is super chill about it and could really care less. He is saying more words and his first sentence…“I see that.”…he points to everything saying it. He will try to repeat most words…however, most sound nothing like the original word…it is the trying that counts. He is still doing his animal sounds…the lion is his favorite; he roars constantly...it is funny. If I ask him where Mama’s baby is…he’ll stick his finger in my belly button (close enough) and if I ask him where Hubey’s baby is…he’ll pat his belly. He also give kisses to my belly…so sweet…little does he know that in four months his world is going to be rocked like an earthquake. He has taken some bigger falls…fell off a step stool in the kitchen and landed on his big, hard head…he is shaking more things off. We enjoyed a birthday party for our cousins this past weekend…I would have taken some pictures, but my son was normally off spinning somewhere, or gathering rocks, or eating balloons…still hasn’t embraced his social side yet. He is starting to pull things off the counter, which is always fun…last week it was a plate of onions, which he sat stuffing his face…yep, he enjoys onions. Another food fave…ketchup…he would drink it if we let him…and sometimes we do. These past few days have been a little tougher than some (off his game, teething, etc.), but he still his normal sweet and crazy self. We love our boy!



So, we had our big ultrasound…and we confirmed that we are indeed having a human baby. Everything looked great, which we are so thankful for and we praise God for His goodness. So, people ask me…“Couldn’t you tell the gender from the ultrasound?”…ah, no. I am like Rachel from that Friends episode…I can barely find the baby. I can pick out the head, the heart (because it is beating), and the spine…shoot, this baby could have four legs, three arms, and a tail and I wouldn’t notice…yep, I am that clueless…clearly, being a ultrasound tech was never in my future...I would have told people they were carrying monkeys and dinosaurs. My due date is August 30th…I was really hoping that my this baby would measure two weeks ahead like Hugh did…no such luck, looks like I’ll get to carry the full forty weeks…in August…oh joy. I was hoping to get those two weeks to cram myself into a bridesmaid’s dress…oh, well…nothing is wrong with looking like two hogs fighting under a tight blanket. Oh, wait…this wedding isn’t about me…check. I feel good (despite some nasty heartburn and feeling like my stomach is in my throat). I’ll take all the pregnancy love I can get it…heartburn and all…it is worth every minute of it.


We are blessed…beyond anything we deserve. We know what we deserve, but Jesus took it from us and we desire to glorify Him with our lives and how we raise the babies He has entrusted to us. We thank God for His faithfulness and goodness. We hope everyone is doing well and thank you all for your prayers!

Monday, April 5, 2010

Hoppy Easter!


Well, we started Easter the weekend before with a pre-hunt since Jake's parents were going to be in Flag (also, a pre-hunt is needed for the Johnson side of the egg hunt...you see, people get a little rough and we needed Hugh to be ready for some elbows and half-nelsons)...I would have blogged about it sooner, but I am really lazy (try having a toddler and being pregnant...oh wait, y'all have...keep your judgments to yourself). So, now for one long post and lots of pics. He caught on fairly quickly, but preferred opening the eggs to see what was inside as soon as he grabbed them...which happened to be small, toxic items he could swallow and M&Ms...I read other mom's blogs and they put animal crackers and gold fish in their toddler eggs...oh, now I get it. Whatever. He had a great time and it was fun to watch him run all around.




We celebrated Easter at an outside church service in the morning - it was beautiful and we are so thankful for our church body - God has really blessed us. After church, we did our normal Tour de Phoenix...with approximately two and half hours drive time in the car (not including the church drive). Luckily, Hugh doesn't mind the car (and yes, he still faces backwards...eighteen months is right around the corner). I really don't mind it at all...and well, Jake, he loves every minute of it. We love getting to see all of our family...so, we wouldn't trade it for anything. Hugh had a great time in Buckeye (getting to his farming roots...wish I would have got some pics of him in the John Deere tractor (mini)...but I was recovering from having to run with it since I had to push the gas pedal...and yes, run...them Saylors know how to do it right and they pull the governors off of the motorized, toy vehicles). He found some eggs there (or, I should say some dirt since he would dump the contents of the egg on the ground and eat from the ground) and had a blast running around everywhere and being the life of the party...he got lots of attention and he ate it up (total flirt). We also had a wonderful time with my side of the family with a wonderful hunt and lots of cousins. My aunt and uncle's home is a bit kid unfriendly (open pool (almost had a pool scare...didn't really notice, but could hear Michelle gasp from across the yard...at least someone is watching Hugh), ground level fire pits, a dog that snaps at all children, etc.), but it is a lot of fun and he had a lot of fun. We were nervous he was going to lose it at some point since he was napless (and on a sugar high after eating through a package of M&Ms and my dad feeding him sweetarts like they were vitamins), but he recovered nicely and became his usual slap happy self when he gets really tired. It was fun to see all the cousins...they are so cute together and everyone gets along so nicely (most of the time). Easter was wonderful and thank God for sending His Son to die for us and raising Him up again...praise God!


Hugh update...well, crazy as ever. He is getting to be such a big boy and I am really starting to see it...even though, I still won't cut his hair (which happens to be thin...like Jake's...further confirmation that he is his father's son). He loves to run wild, explore, test limits (like running from me and laughing when I tell him to come...that is awesome), be silly, and the list goes on. He has been on a food strike (something about protesting Obamacare...kidding, I couldn't resist), but it looks like he is coming back from that...he is a toddler, what can I say. He loves to play in the afternoon with all the kids from our street (we have a great street) and they are so good with him. He is sweet and fun and hard to resist...even when he is so mischievous. He is super smart...knows all the main body parts and the sounds of about seven animals (however, turkey, duck, and rooster can all sound really similar, but we know what he means...also, he used to say "mmm" for cow and now he says "ma ma" for cow...I guess he is watching when I eat an entire box of chocolate). He also does a mean growl when you tell him "show me tough"...and a really awesome (scary) clown face for, "Show me patience and a happy heart." Funny thing about the clown face is that he's mimicking what I do...I smile at him and tell him that this is what patience and a happy heart looks like...I honestly wonder what goes through his mind when he watches me...clearly, something gets lost in translation...we will get this on camera this week...it is very funny. Sometimes, I didn't think I could love him any more...but yet I do...everyday my heart grows bigger for him...even on the really hard days.


And the baby to be named in August (I am really trying to talk Jake into throwing some names into a hat and choosing the name of this child that way...I think the idea is growing on him)...everything is great. I am starting to get big and once that happens there is no turning back. And I get big, like really big...like so big people would say to me, "Wow, any day now." when I was like thirty-two weeks pregnant. Yep, awesome...don't worry, I won't post any pictures of my bigness. Jake has started to feel the baby move...so fun, we really love this part. Oh, and I am not sick anymore...sometimes, I still don't feel great at night and I have the eating habits of a fourteen year-old boy (that will really pay off when I need to fit into a bridesmaid dress after giving birth)...but I count my blessings. Thanks to everyone for your prayers...they are appreciated.


We hope you all are doing well. Hope everyone had a very Hoppy Easter from all the Hoppy Saylors (cheesy, I know...and I don't care)!