Our little C. Henry is at the top of his class. We just went in for his two-month check up and confirmed what I had suspected...that he is one tall and heavy kiddo.
Stats:
Weight-14 lbs 14 oz = 95%
Height-24 1/2 in = 95%
I think carrying him around in the car seat is the ONLY complaint I have about him being big. His chubby cheeks so kissable, his rolls adorable, and all that fat storage comes in handy for his long sleeping hours at night (the best part of all--he is sleeping 6-10 hours a night! I love this baby!).
Chaddy boy is such a happy kid by nature. He loves to smile and flash his dimples at whoever will talk to him. Today he gave his very first "from the belly" laugh...I think that was the cutest thing I have ever heard. Three cheers for the happy, heavy-weight champ!
Audrey and Derek are a great big brother and sister to him. They will do practically anything to keep him happy (except maybe keeping quiet during his afternoon nap). I couldn't ask for better children.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
I Quote,
Top quotes from the week:
Derek: "Mom, its GRAND cleaning my room."
Audrey: "Mom, I saw the crack house!!" (aka the house under construction that has a crack in it)
Chad: "ooooo.... aaah... [giggle], [giggle]" (I am in LOVE with this baby! He is the sweetest baby ever)
...plenty more where these came from
Derek: "Mom, its GRAND cleaning my room."
Audrey: "Mom, I saw the crack house!!" (aka the house under construction that has a crack in it)
Chad: "ooooo.... aaah... [giggle], [giggle]" (I am in LOVE with this baby! He is the sweetest baby ever)
...plenty more where these came from
Monday, November 9, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Fall Photo Smorgasbord
Life has pretty much been a whirlwind lately; exciting, new, wonderful, and overwhelming too. So needless to say, the blog has suffered. So here is a quick rundown of our Autumn thus far...
you can also see these pictures at http://theadventuresofce.shutterfly.com/
you can also see these pictures at http://theadventuresofce.shutterfly.com/
Monday, October 26, 2009
The Packing
The packing started with sorting through things and paper with the hope of decluttering and getting rid of things we don't really need. I went through our filing cabinet and shredded like there was no tomorrow. Much to my dismay, the kids found the bag of paper shreds. Naive me...I was making dinner and heard the kids laughing, jumping on the bed, yelling "candy bar!" over and over. I thought, " how nice, they are getting along and having fun." Then I walked into this.
Paper shreds EVERYWHERE! As I attempted to clean it up my little party kids spread it throughout the house.
It reminded me of those little red fluoride pills dentists will give kids. Does anyone remember those? You are supposed to chew them until gone, and they turn all your teeth pink. Then you brush your teeth until they are white again.
Well, those paper shreds were the pink coating on my house. The next step was to vacuum, shake out sheets and cushions, and vacuum some more until every last shred was off the floor. eventually all the "pink" came off. However, I must have forgotten to floss, because when we moved all our things out we found little shreds of paper in almost every room. Oh what fun it was visiting memory lane.
Paper shreds EVERYWHERE! As I attempted to clean it up my little party kids spread it throughout the house.
It reminded me of those little red fluoride pills dentists will give kids. Does anyone remember those? You are supposed to chew them until gone, and they turn all your teeth pink. Then you brush your teeth until they are white again.
Well, those paper shreds were the pink coating on my house. The next step was to vacuum, shake out sheets and cushions, and vacuum some more until every last shred was off the floor. eventually all the "pink" came off. However, I must have forgotten to floss, because when we moved all our things out we found little shreds of paper in almost every room. Oh what fun it was visiting memory lane.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
6 Stages of Tired
As I was packing and sorting through things I came across this article in an old American Baby Magazine. I thought it was funny, particularly because I have just re-entered this cycle. I couldn't find a link to it online, so I guess I will type it.
"We Know How You Feel... 6 Stages of Tired" by Jen Singer
1. Bliss. You've been running on adrenaline from the moment you brought the baby home from the hospital. Though you haven't slept through the night since at least Tuesday, you don't care because you're all hopped up on hope, pride, and that sweet baby smell. Motherhood is an adventure, and the all-nighters must be followed by years of restful nights...right?
2. Disillusionment. You're starting to wonder if all this sleep-deprivation nonsense is really necessary. You've got the overnight TV schedule memorized, and the only way you know the difference between 11 a.m. and 11 p.m. is by checking whether it is light outside. And yet your husband woke up today all smiley and refreshed. You start to imagine doing evil things involving diapers and his briefcase.
3. Despair-After weeks of interrupted sleep, you're getting a little forgetful. That's why you've just brought home a seventh bottle of oregano from the supermarket. It's also why you fear you're about to lose your edge. Judging by the sweatshirt you've got on backward, though, that boat sailed some time ago.
4. Delirium. Now you're so tired you've got a word stuck in your head: "lollapalooza." [or in my case a Thomas and Friends song] You heard it on TV, or was it at the pediatrician's office? No, it's everywhere you go. Hey, the nurse just called you last name: "Lollapalooza." And-gasp!-so did the baby, who had faked you out by sleeping through the night on Monday-and only Monday. But now you're back to the usual nighttime, uh, what's that word? Oh yeah, lollapalooza.
5. Relief. You wake, startled by the sunlight coming through the window. You rush into the nursery to find the baby sound asleep. Then you take a deep breath. And suddenly, you feel like you're going to by okay.
6. Bliss-You've had several full nights of sleep now, and frankly, life seems sweeter. You've got a spring in your step, a smile on your face, and something crusty on your shirt...but at least now you're rested enough to care about removing it before you head out of the house. You are mother, hear you roar! Well, maybe later. The baby is sleeping now. Shhhh!
To my wonderful expecting sisters and friends...I am excited for you to join me in the sleepless nights club. Especially because that means you get to take off the big bellies and enjoy your new little ones.
"We Know How You Feel... 6 Stages of Tired" by Jen Singer
1. Bliss. You've been running on adrenaline from the moment you brought the baby home from the hospital. Though you haven't slept through the night since at least Tuesday, you don't care because you're all hopped up on hope, pride, and that sweet baby smell. Motherhood is an adventure, and the all-nighters must be followed by years of restful nights...right?
2. Disillusionment. You're starting to wonder if all this sleep-deprivation nonsense is really necessary. You've got the overnight TV schedule memorized, and the only way you know the difference between 11 a.m. and 11 p.m. is by checking whether it is light outside. And yet your husband woke up today all smiley and refreshed. You start to imagine doing evil things involving diapers and his briefcase.
3. Despair-After weeks of interrupted sleep, you're getting a little forgetful. That's why you've just brought home a seventh bottle of oregano from the supermarket. It's also why you fear you're about to lose your edge. Judging by the sweatshirt you've got on backward, though, that boat sailed some time ago.
4. Delirium. Now you're so tired you've got a word stuck in your head: "lollapalooza." [or in my case a Thomas and Friends song] You heard it on TV, or was it at the pediatrician's office? No, it's everywhere you go. Hey, the nurse just called you last name: "Lollapalooza." And-gasp!-so did the baby, who had faked you out by sleeping through the night on Monday-and only Monday. But now you're back to the usual nighttime, uh, what's that word? Oh yeah, lollapalooza.
5. Relief. You wake, startled by the sunlight coming through the window. You rush into the nursery to find the baby sound asleep. Then you take a deep breath. And suddenly, you feel like you're going to by okay.
6. Bliss-You've had several full nights of sleep now, and frankly, life seems sweeter. You've got a spring in your step, a smile on your face, and something crusty on your shirt...but at least now you're rested enough to care about removing it before you head out of the house. You are mother, hear you roar! Well, maybe later. The baby is sleeping now. Shhhh!
To my wonderful expecting sisters and friends...I am excited for you to join me in the sleepless nights club. Especially because that means you get to take off the big bellies and enjoy your new little ones.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
He's Here
Chad Henry was born just after midnight on Monday morning - not bad since Mom and Dad didn't arrive at the hospital until 11:30pm. To say the least it's been a very exciting last few days. He is the new heavyweight record-holder on BOTH sides of his extended family at 9lbs 4oz and 21 1/2 inches long! Interestingly enough though, he's really not as chubby as his weight might suggest. He has the skinniest legs and arms. He just seems to have the appearance of a two or three-week-old. For all we know he was overdue!
Mom and baby just came home earlier today and both are doing great - now. Chad was born with a pneumothorax, which is a hole in the lung and causes air to leak into the chest cavity. He had to have his little chest punctured with a needle to remove the air, after which he healed on his own. Apparently the condition isn't entirely uncommon in newborns. He had to stay in the hospital a couple of extra days for observation. We're glad to have him and Mommy home now. Daddy is especially glad to have Mommy home - this single parent thing is tough!
-Christian
Seconds after birth...
Cleaned up...
Derek and Audrey enjoyed their visits to see Elizabeth at the hospital...
Especially so they could watch the TV on the wall from the comforts of her nice recliner bed...
And play with the curtain in her room...
First day home with his proud Papa...
He is the sweetest kid...
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