The difference between the first and the fourth

When Jory did new things, I was so excited.  I wanted to tell the whole world.  I called Mona at 6AM to let her know her three-month-old nephew rolled over from stomach to back.  She thought someone had died or was hurt.  Really a 6AM call makes you think death?  And not my first nephew from my only sister just rolled over?  Bygones...


I put Liam on his back on his little activity center thingy so I could get ready and take Jory to guitar lessons.  When I walked back into the family room, Liam was on his stomach.  Wait, I put him on his back right?

"Did I roll over by himself?"  I asked his Oma, who was sitting on the sofa behind him.

"Yes," she answered.

He can roll from his back to his stomach to his back. "Ugh.  Now he's dangerous," I said to myself, under my breath. 

And there you have it, the difference between being number one and being number four.  Jory rolling over from back to stomach - -  YIPPEEEE!!!  My baby is a genius.  Liam doing it - UGH!  This combined with his other new skill, really?!  Why can't he stay a cute, non-moving, non-talking baby?

There are tons of perks with being the first.

Francesca Battistelli, "This Is the Stuff"

I was watching UP and this video came on and the song perfectly describes my next few posts and sometimes my life in general.



I lost my keys in the great unknown
And call me please 'cause I can't find my phone

This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
Might not be what I would choose
But this the stuff You use

45 in a 35 sirens and fines
While I'm running behind
Whoa ho ho

This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess,
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
Might not be what I would choose
But this the stuff You use

So break me of impatience
Conquer my frustrations
I've got a new appreciation
It's not the end of the world
Whoa ho ho ho

Oooooh This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff
Someone save me
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
Might not be what I would choose
But this the stuff You use

Whoa whoa ho ho
This is the stuff You use.

I think Sarah would get this story, but I don't have her email and we all know I'm hopeless with FB so someone please...

pass this story on.


We're driving in the car, Layla sees a billboard and says, "That's the cowboy."

"What cowboy?" Rowan asks.

"The one from the show.  The one who sings 'Drunk on a Plane.'"

My heart sinks.  Crap!  I'm glad we listen to country, but I don't want my six-old year saying phrases like "Drunk on a plane."  But on the other hand, yeah, she recognizes Blake Shelton on The Voice billboard.  Sadly, he doesn't sing "Drunk on a Plane." which by the way is a great song.

Damien Storona

I love my mom, I may disagree with her, she may be insane... but I love her.

  - It's like he's inside my head.

The next night....

he was up for 15 minutes.  It's working!!!  Then he woke back up thirty minutes later and it took twenty minutes to put him back down.  The next night, he'll do better.  But of course, the next night he had the sniffles and then all bets were off.  And the following week when he was better, it just clicked for him and with no effort on my part he slept through the night.  #GreatestBabyEverBornon12/2

21 minutes

that's how long it took to cradle, comfort, soothe, cajole Teddy into believing he doesn't need a bottle at 4::14AM, he can wait until 6 or 7.  He's back down now sucking his pacifier.  Let's pray he stays asleep.

It's 2AM

and I awake.  I see this precious little baby and I have to hold him.  I pick Teddy up , cradle him in my arms, and it hits me.  Before He spoke the world into existence, He knew this moment would happen.  And that no one He had created before me or after me could do what I was dong in this very moment which is being a mother to Teddy.  I am humbled and amazed by that.  And very, very grateful.