You can't have shit in a squeak toy

This is the phrase that pays today. My poor little man had a complete blowout in his car seat (first time ever) this morning. I was everywhere in his car seat and I couldn't get the damn cover off. You need an engineering degree to remove it...

Needless to say, Roark also got poop on his squeak toy. One of his favorite toys, too. Luckily, I was able to pick up a replacement.

Unfortunately the smell has not left my nasal passage.

Don't miss a moment...

If I could bottle up Roark's smile, or his giggles, I would. Even in my most saddest times, all I need to do is see his smile or hear his giggle.

Warms my heart.

He continues to amaze me with his ability to be wowed by everything.

It saddens me to see parent's not relish in these times of their children. Maybe there is something wrong with me, but I can't take me eyes off of him (also because he is rolling all over the place these days). I just want to tell others to put down their smartphone, and iPhone and watch the beauty of their children growing up.

Get on the floor and play with them. Blow raspberries with them. Enjoy these times, because it is our turn to be a child again.

Mother's Day

Dear Roark,

Thank you for coming into my life. You have brought me so much joy, love, and happiness - experiencing feelings I've never imagined.

Every day I am filled with awe by you. From hugging my hand to your chest, your open mouth kisses, sneezing food on me, holding my finger, your giggles, to pulling your legs to your chest in laughter, each day I love you more.

Today I am celebrating you, and thank you, for making me who I am, a better person and an ecstatic mother.

All my love, yesterday, today, and forever,
Mom

Be Still, Blueberries

Nice title, eh? Well hopefully by the end of this entry you will understand...

So I had the genius idea to feed Roark blueberries this morning. I pureed them, added oatmeal and viola - breakfast of champions. He loved it, and I loved feeding them to him, until he sneezed them all over me...but alas - he finished two bowls and made me and his Aunt Mary proud. I'm thankful that I didn't feed him until after I dressed him for the day.

Now, regarding the be still - yes I did say that to Roark as I was feeding him but it is also a name of a song by The Fray. It is the latest entry to my songs I like to sing to the little man, while sobbing like a baby. Roark, just laughs at me...here are the words and a link to the song, go ahead and sing...and cry.

"Be Still"

Be still and know that I'm with you
Be still and know that I am here
Be still and know that I'm with you
Be still, be still, and know

When darkness comes upon you
And covers you with fear and shame
Be still and know that I'm with you
And I will say your name

If terror falls upon your bed
And sleep no longer comes
Remember all the words I said
Be still, be still, and know

And when you go through the valley
And the shadow comes down from the hill
If morning never comes to be
Be still, be still, be still

If you forget the way to go
And lose where you came from
If no one is standing beside you
Be still and know I am

Be still and know that I'm with you
Be still and know I am

Be Still

6 Month Doctor's Update

This week, we had Roark's 6-month doctor's appointment.

He weighed in at 19 lbs. 13 oz (90%)
Height was 28.5 inches (95%)
and 46 cm head (95%)

He is a big boy. He did AMAZING while getting his shots - hardly cried. The doctor said that he is at the measurements of a 12-month old and from a milestone perspective, he is at 9-months. He is sitting up, and rolling around all over. He is certainly demonstrating the crawling movements, so I need to get in shape-fast.

This week we tried yogurt, oatmeal, turkey, chicken. He likes the yogurt, and the oatmeal did okay; the meats needed to be mixed with pears and apples - then he ate the whole thing!!!

Yesterday, I participated in a market research project and I brought the little man. Funniest thing happened during the event, Roark grunted--loud. I was afraid a death smell would over power us, but needless to say - he just grunted loud and LONG. Awesome...

Add It To My List Of Favorites

By now, it is pretty obvious that Roark has stolen my heart. Seriously what isn't there to love about this little man....I mean-check out those thighs!!!

But lately, he does this thing where he hugs my arm, or hand, against his chest. Oh man...not a day goes by where he doesn't warm my heart.

This week is going to be challenging. Erik is out of town, so it is just me, the little man and the four beasts. It was rather sad to drop him off at daycare today but at least I have something to look forward to - picking him up.