A New Blog

As if I don't have enough to do in my life... I am introducing the newest addition to our online world... a new blog! www.welovecookies.blogspot.com will be full of random info, links, pics, and whatever else we feel like posting. As of now, there are just a couple of posts and no real design elements, but that will evolve as does the blog. So pop on by and say hi!

Reading Room

Chris brought home this tiny tent that he found in the lost and found at work. It'll be great for days that we go to the beach, but today it was used as a little reading room. I feel like we take these little, sweet moments for granted sometimes and recording this was my attempt to savor one of these moments. Everyone is always saying that we should enjoy him at this age, but I am not sure if you really, truly can. I try to live in the moment and take him in as much as I can, but time still marches on and the days still roll by. So I find myself consciously trying to take in moments like this. I want to have a few stored up in my brain to reference in a month when he is a completely different baby. Because Lord knows I can hardly remember what he was like last month.

Bath time

Liam LOOOOOVES bath time. He can be cranky or sleepy, but just the sound of the bath being filled with water makes him start to giggle and smile. It makes giving him a bath more of a treat than a chore.

VERY Belated Birthday Wishes

I have been such a slacker on here lately. So please accept my apologies and know that I will try my hardest to pick up the pace. There are several people that have not had their birthdays acknowledged like they should have. We will start with the farthest away and work our way up to the most recent. Numero Uno on the list is my new 2nd cousin, Oliver Leon Cuervo. This beautiful little boy was born on August 12 and weighed in around 6 lbs, 9 ounces. These details are second hand so they may not be completely accurate, but what is true is that he is super cute and will be super spoiled by his grandparents. Welcome to the world Oliver and Happy Birthday!

Next on the list is Great Grandma Conway. I don't think she wants me telling everyone when she was born or how much she weighs as these details are usually only appropriate for newborns, but we will say a big happy birthday Grandma whose bday was August 23th. I really love this picture of her so I stole it from her facebook page. Yes, our grandma is that cool... she has a facebook page.


Last, but not least is Uncle Josh whose birthday was yesterday and who I think is now 26 years old. I always remember how old he is because he is 3 yrs younger than me. The problem is that I often forget how old I am... or am trying to forget as I will soon be leaving my "20's" and entering into the darkness that is the "30's". Before you start commenting on how young that is and I should enjoy my 30's because it is a magical time in life, let me just say that I know all this and I will. But I am still entitled to sulk a little about becoming an adult! Wow- that was an unecessary rant. So back to Joshie. I love you soooo much little brother. I hope you have a fabulous birthday.

8 Month Update

Liam is 8 months old today. He is a trip. He weighs 20 lbs. and 9 ounces and is 28.5 inches long. He crawls all over the place (especially wherever a grumpy pomeranian or computer wires might be). He is constantly trying to stand up. It's so funny to see him try when he is sitting in the middle of the floor. He gets into a crawling position and then straightens his legs, but that is as far as it gets. He looks like he is in downward dog pose. He is eating well. He will occasionally eat teething biscuits, but doesn't always love the taste of them. He has five teeth and he has recently started to grind them together. It gives me chills just thinking about the awful sound that it makes. I sorta pinch his cheeks together when I see him doing to try and break him of the habit.

Life of the Party

We went to a pool party for my friend Ilse's birthday on Saturday. Liam had no problems fitting in. Everyone was quite entertained by him which is good for us. It means we got to play volleyball while everyone else fawned over him!

School Pics

Jordana is really good about taking photos and posting them on myspace so that the parents can see what is going on that day in daycare. She used to do it almost everyday until a certain rambunctious baby, that never slept when he was supposed to, started there. Now she does it occasionally when said baby decides to give her a few minutes. Wonder who I could be referring to?

Funny Boy

I don't know what he is doing in this picture, but I love it!

More Anxiety

I hear you get a lot of anxiety when you have kids. I had my first bout when I dropped him off at daycare on the first day. That was so painful, I mean physically painful. My stomach was killing me all day. After a couple of days I was almost back to normal. It wasn't long before that feeling came back. After the first three or four days of daycare, Liam started this thing where he would scream bloody murder unless he was being held. There were even a couple of days where he didn't want much to eat and he wouldn't sleep. Poor Jordanna has six other kids that need tending to so you can imagine her joy over Liam's sudden displeasure. I was so afraid that she was going to ask us to find another daycare and even more afraid that there was something wrong with Liam. He is a GOOD baby. I mean it- not just a mother talking here. He is great. He never acts like this at home and I know it's not the way Jordana was treating him. I have never had a bad feeling about her. So what was it? Jordanna's theory was that he was teething. He never showed any signs of discomfort when the first two teeth came in so I had my doubts. He had also taken to waking up at 5:30 every morning. Well, over the weekend we felt two teeth breaking through on the top. I was so happy because I thought, "Hurray. This is the end of dramatic Liam!". I figured these new teeth would re-usher in the old era of a good baby. Liam even wore his "Mr Happy" shirt to school today. Well.... I forgot Liam's bottles at home so I left him at school and ran down the street to get his food. When I got back to Jordanna's, I opened the door to a blood curdling scream that I rarely hear at my house. It was Liam sitting in his highchair. "You see. This is what he does all morning unless I hold him!" I knew he cried, but to witness it was a whole nother ball game. I was at my wit's end. As a mom, you want to be able to provide whatever you can so that your child doesn't experience pain or whatever this was. But all I could do was nothing. I had to get to work. I had to walk out the door knowing that I couldn't fix the problem and that I didn't know what the problem was. On my way to work I wondered if I should quit my job and live a life of destitute. We would be poor, but I would be there for Liam. I called Chris who is convinced he is going through separation anxiety. He is definitely at the age where he only wants me if I am around, which I have to admit is pretty OK with me! About an hour later, I got a text from Jordanna saying that he had a nap after I left and was doing just fine. She's not sure what happened, but now he is playing and doing great. Grrrr.... that kid.... drives me crazy. My theory- everybody is right. I think he was teething and dealing with his mom going back to work and a new place and new people all at the same time. I think he is a strong willed little boy that wants to be heard and this will all slowly go away as he gets used to his new surroundings. The last two days he has woken up at 6:30 which is his old wakeup time. He's got his new teeth and he has been in daycare for 2 weeks now. It will get better. It will get better. It will get better....