STL

This past Friday we left for St. Louis to go to the Braves and Cardinals games sans-baby. What the heck were we thinking?! I think when we initially decided to go about 3 months ago that I felt that I would be ready for a mini-vacation. I looked forward to it, in fact. A couple days away from mommy responsibilities sounded appealing...no dirty diapers, no bottles to clean, no playing on the floor for endless hours, etc. just real adult time with my love.


My mom and dad kept Toot McGoot so we stayed the night with them Thursday so I could get every ounce of lovin’ in on Wyatt until the moment we left. We headed out at 10. The Buchanans joined us also, leaving little Mia in the A-R also.

It was a long, long drive up there and once we arrived we had to pretty much get ready to go to the game then. It was a really good game, but we didn’t win. Actually we didn’t win either games that we watched, but whatever. At least they were entertaining. We only sat 25 rows up and under an awning so it was perfect.

Saturday we woke up and had breakfast at a cute little restaurant called Roosters. What’s funny is we were really impressed with our food at first and even shortly after the meal. But, later in the day, I told Ryan that “now that I think about it, I really didn’t care for my breakfast.” You win some, you lose some I guess, but we will probably not ever go back.

After breakfast, Ryan and I went to the Arch. Let me preface by saying that my husband is deathly afraid of heights. Seriously. He is scared to death. He must seriously love me though because he was very willing to go up in the arch. What didn’t help was the fact that we had to wait close to an hour to go up in it. When we were finally in line, about to enter the death chamber capsule to go up, you would have thought Ryan had dipped his hands in a bucket of water. Poor thing, I wasn’t sure he was going to make it, but once we got up there he was great. He even looked out the windows! He was a little on edge though…a little skittish, but that’s to be expected. We took the first ride back down (it runs every 10 minutes) so we really hung out 650 ft above the Earth for a long time can’t you tell?

Once we were safely on the ground and walking back, Ryan was literally skipping along. He felt so accomplished. So proud. I just let him gloat. We then went to a late lunch at Charlie Gittos. Holy Moly! So very, very good. Ryan hates Italian…It’s my favorite. This is another way that I know that he loves me because when asking someone who lives in the area for the best place to eat, he was A-OK with the Italian restaurant suggestion. It definitely didn’t disappoint! We will definitely go back next time we are there.

And we like to do prom poses from 1992.

We went to the game later that night and lost again. Seriously, the Braves lost alllll 3 games. I’m not sure what the heck is up with that, but it is not okay in our book. However, we proudly wore our Braves t-shirts once we went out on the town that night. It was fun to go out in a different place to an actual fun bar. I got to get my dance on which I hadn’t done in a couple months so we had a great time. Ryan and I stayed out longer and headed to the piano bar, but quickly grew tired of that and were ready to head to bed. We stay out real late nowadays. 1 o’clock used to be nothing back in the day. But now? Now I am craving my bed by the time. Plus, the quicker we went to bed the quicker we would wake and leave to see Wyatt.

I loved the little time away. The only thing I hated was the fact that I saw so many babies…everywhere at the game. What got me the most was I knew that we could have brought Wyatt and he would have been fine. Next year, we are taking Wyatt to his first Major League Baseball game. He will be proudly sporting his Braves gear and hopefully we will be leaving with a couple W’s.

It never felt so good to get back to Wyatt. Ryan and I argued who was getting to hold him first. I, of course, won that argument. What’s funny is Wyatt could have cared less that we were even gone, much less how excited we were when we got back home. That’s what grandparents are for though, right? To make them feel completely comfortable and happy so that they don’t realize mommy and daddy aren’t around. My parents did great with him, but I never questioned that they would.

I can say that we will stick to our one night overnight trip for Wyatt each month. Next month Nana will be keeping him and this time I won’t be 6 hours away. Thank. The. Lord.

22 weeks

22 weeks!

5 months old!

It is so hard to believe that you are a 5 month old!

With each passing day your personality just keeps getting bigger and bigger. You are such a lovable little guy and are really becoming more fun as well. I love that we are able to really interact with you and you are showing true emotions and can basically know when you are having the best time or absolutely bored out of your mind.

At 5 months you are still eating every 3 hours. I would like to start stretching that out a bit, but dear sweet boy you pretty much won’t have it. At that 3 hour mark you are pretty much opening your mouth like a little catfish waiting to be fed. Your eating schedule is like this: 8 oz bottle at 8:00…6 oz bottle + cereal at 11:00…8 oz bottle at 2:00…was veggies, but now we are on to fruits so an entire container of fruits + 3 oz bottle at 5…8 oz bottle at 7:30ish.

You take 3 naps a day and your first nap is usually your long 2 hour nap starting usually no later than 9, followed by two short naps in the afternoon. One close to about 1:00 and then another about 4. This of course varies slightly depending on the day, but is normally about that. Once you wake up at 5 you are up for the rest of the day until your bed time which comes between 8-8:30. We put you to bed, read your Bible, give you kisses and don’t hear from you again until 8:00 the next morning. Occasionally you will wake up at 4, but it’s not even crying just jabbering and kicking your legs and all you want is a new diaper and you are back to sleep, so a big thank you for being such a great sleeper from 3.5 weeks on
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Pacis are still just for sleeptime use and we still “pull the plug” as we call it about 5 minutes after you’ve been in your crib. It calms you just enough to help you drift off into your sleep. We took off the bumper from your crib last night because we found you trying to sleep on your belly. I hate that you do that, but I guess it’s part of it.

You love your jumperoo and are a crazy little boy who rolls around everywhere. You can almost sit up by yourself completely, but I wish you would just slow your roll a bit because next comes the crawling and I am seriously going to be on my toes nonstop. Also, I know that you are growing entirely too fast and I’d like to really soak up this “baby” time as long as possible.

You are still in size 3 Pampers and I assume will be for a while. We have phased out all 3-6 month clothes and you are now only wearing 6-9 and 9 month. I’m pretty sure all your clothes will not be fitting and we are going to have to buy you an entirely new fall wardrobe, but shh…we won’t be telling daddy. We bought you some size 3 shoes and they barely fit, so it’s fair to say that you wear a 4. I’m telling you, you are a healthy boy!

You L-O-V-E your puppy Marley. He has become your pal over the last few weeks and it is so cute. He is learning to have more patience with you, especially when you decide to eat his face. He is also very, very willing to give you lots and lots of kisses…mouth kisses at that.

You have been an absolute joy to not only me, but of course your daddy as well. We look forward to the next month and all the surprises you will have in store for us!

21 weeks

21 weeks today!

You are now consistently rolling both ways...rolled over back to belly about 3 weeks ago for the first time and here and there since, but did it non-stop over the weekend so I will say you're officially capable of it. We knew you would eventually get it...you're just such a big boy that it took a little more strength on your part to get over. You are just over 19 pounds...that's a lot of baby to be carrying around! You definitely give me a work out each and every day!

I will post more fun stuff on your 5 month post next Monday!

Because he loves me...

He trusts me enough with his gun.

I'll admit it could get a little scary. However, he graciously set up the "target" for me (3 gatorade bottles on a big blue tub) and I did pretty dang good. He is just getting me ready for hunting season this year. Should be fun!

Born to be a Sand Lizard

Last night Wyatt went to his first football game!!

What's fun is Daddy is a Little John and Mommy is a Sand Lizard so what does that make Wyatt?

A Little Lizard!

He was so cute in his little shirt.

He was such a good baby at the game. He was completely entertained by everything going on.

He even got to meet his little girlfriend Mia at her first football game as well! (She's staking claims on Wyatt.)

Nearly 7 month old Mia and nearly 5 month old Wyatt...even more evidence my child is a little chunk. So cute.

I am proud to say that our Lizards won last night!! Thanks goodness we dressed appropriately!

We may try another football game in cooler weather...it was almost too hot for all of us.

September Goals

So here it is September, but you wouldn't know that because it is 100 degrees (give or take). I dream of cooler weather but I'm beginning to think it is just a figment of my imagination. Please, please don't let that be the case!!

I have decided to set up a few goals for myself this September and what better way to hold my self accountable than to put it on my blog?

1. Finish Christmas shopping for everyone else besides Ryan and Wyatt. Did you notice the word finish and not start? That's right...we've already successfully started Christmas and are half way done with it. We like about 5 more gifts for everyone besides ourselves. Even Wyatt is beginning to get a good little stash going and it feels nice to have the list made out of things we want to get him.

2. Continue working out 5 days a week. So far, this week I have worked out 4 of the 6 days. Tomorrow I plan to work out to get to numero cinco. Go me. I am enjoying the number on the scale, I'd just like to be more toned.

3. Make sure Ryan has a great 30th birthday.

4. Catch a fly ball at the Braves game.

5. Read at least one book, maybe two.

Five goals for one month should be sufficient right? I don't want to go overboard on my first rodeo. Next month, we will see how I did. Wish my luck. Ha.