Photos with Didi

Did you know we have the most amazing photographer in our family?

Not only is she super talented but she also loves what she does and captures everyone so perfectly.

Recently she captured Easton’s 6 month pictures and a little surprise for Papaw…..and updated family photo of all his kids and grandkids.

Let me know if you want her information for your next photo session!


6 Months

This 6 month old chunky boy is a bubble blowin machine. He loves slobbery kisses, long snuggles in bed with momma, the outdoors, sitting up by himself, and horsey rides on daddy’s knee. He can bounce and jump a good bowel movement right out of himself and has been known to poop up to his armpits with great skill. He’s mastered “Da Da” which makes daddy beam with pride and he’s attempting to kick dad out of bed with each passing night.
We seriously look at each other and back at him ALL the time and can’t get over how dang cute he is. How happy he is!
Photos creds to our talented cousin, Codi Milner

He brings us so much joy each and every day.

He’s constantly talking.
His little body never stops moving.
He’s rolling everywhere and loves sitting up by himself.
He rolls over in his bassinet and during nap times with Miss Jenny.
We had to raise his activity jumper because he just won’t stop growing!

Right after he turned 5 months he started saying “da da da da da” after daddy had a work trip to iowa.
He loves his daddy’s horsey rides on the knee and often times if you put him on your lap or knee he will flail himself around until you start bouncing him.

He enjoys making a slobbery mess of everything by blowing raspberries and bubbles and can do so on command.  He’s basically like a pet monkey. Ha!

Of course like all things in life with all the wonder positives there has to be some things to keep us praying….like lack of sleep.  Easton turned 5 months and decided to start waking every 2-3 hours to eat again.  I think it’s a teething issue.  Lord, I hope it’s a teething issue.  His bottom teeth are so dang close to cutting through and still haven’t.  We’re going on 3 or so (lost count) weeks of lack of solid sleep for momma.  I’m starting to feel delirious and delusional but thankfully summer is here in a week and we can all figure life out again, I’m sure.  Once summer hits we plan to make the crib transition.  Quite honestly if it were my choice I’d have him sleep next to me until he was ready to graduate high school but apparently that gets a little creepy.  Daddy is ready for him to be in his own room.  Something about alone time or having half the bed again.  Ridiculous, don’t you think?

Despite his waking in the night he remains to be the happiest kid on the planet.  He even survived an entire church service in Papaw and Mamaw’s laps today barely making a peep.

I thought he was sound asleep the other night.
Low and behold he was actually right next to me watching Law and Order SVU over this bassinet ledge.  

E continues to adore his big cousins, but especially Brody.  Brody can make him laugh on command and Easton basically idolizes him.  We are very excited that Easton will get his chance at the big cousin gig in late October thanks to his Unkie Josh and Aunt Holly!

We head to the doctor this week for his official weight but at home he’s weighing in on this scale he barely fits on around 19 pounds and 10 ounces.  We’ll see what they say on Wednesday.  He definitely is getting heavier and that car seat with him in it is nearly impossible to carry anymore!

Easton and cousin Jack are just about 3 months apart but Easton’s gaining on him for now! 

Many have told me recently he looks like my grandpa Snider so of course I did a side by side.
Definitely some resemblance!  

Sometimes he does sleep like an angel. 
We love getting these sweet grins from his sitter during the day.  

That tongue is always out!
Had our first spit up in momma’s mouth incident.
I was going in for a kiss and now I’m a bit more cautious about that!

He’s a super good boy in the morning waiting for me to get ready.

My first Mother’s Day present from E.
Special thanks to Miss Jenny for the perfect creation!

We grocery shop like this when the list is really long.
He likes it but it’s a little awkward when he calls everyone he sees “da da”

His first package from Uncle Dave and Aunt Weezy.
Too bad they still don’t know his name!

We love our visits with Great Grandma. 

Daddy got his new swing hung up and he gets very sleepy when we swing. 

Being outside is his favorite!
Bath time is his favorite and daddy gives the best baths.
They laugh and sing and he’s loving the ducky tub.
Now he can sit up like a boss and play with toys!

I still am amazed every single day that God chose me to be this boy’s momma.  I look it him and can’t help but wonder he we were the lucky ones to have the cutest baby in the world.

5 months

These days are flying by, folks.

Flying by so fast I barely have time to get on here and keep track of all the wonderful things that are going on in our lives.  Each day gets better and better and just when I think I have this motherhood thing out….BAM.  Life (otherwise known as Easton) throws me a curveball.

I may sigh.
I may roll my eyes.
I may have a slight panic attack.

But, I am seriously loving it.

This 5 month old is growing so fast. He skipped right through the 3 and 6 month clothing and has decided to move right on to 9 and 12 month clothes. 

So here’s what’s been going on leading up to month 5 for our little E man. 

He’s a talker.  Not a quiet talker.  More of a loud mouth.  I have no idea where he gets it from.  Ha!  Poor little guy really didn’t stand a chance.  Between his mother running her mouth and his father schmoozing work people over all the time it’s probably all he heard in the womb.  Wah wah wah.

We celebrated his first Easter.  It was actually the day before I had to return to work and I have to say it was really nice to spend it with family to keep my mind off of the dreaded day.  I shed some tears when my sister offered to hold him for a nap at family dinner.  I realized it would be on of the last snuggly naps during the day for a while and I just wasn’t ready to give that up.  We visited the creepy Easter bunny and he was still little enough to just stare at the camera and not scream and throw himself around causing a scene.  We did some typical Easter poses with him grabbing an egg but truthfully he had no interest at all in what the kids were doing.  He just drooled and checked out all the colors. 

We also attended my sister’s annual EGGstravaganza.  Again, we posed for pictures.  We pretended he was enjoying coloring eggs.  He just sat there like a bump on a log God love him.  He looked so precious and had no idea why the paparazzi were back again.  He does love all the colors and his big cousins and the loud noises they bring!

After Easter, Easton met Miss Jenny and all of his new friends at daycare on March 28th.  I cried the night before as I read him a bedtime story.  I cried most of the night as I watched him sleep.  I cried as I got him ready.  I cried as I held him basically refusing to put him in his carseat.  I cried the whole way to Jenny’s.  I cried and she held me.  I cried as I walked out her door.  I cried the whole way to work.  I cried as I walked into work.  As soon as I saw my students I pulled it together and held it fairly well until lunch time when I cried again.

Then, all was well with the world.  No more tears.  When I picked that baby up and he was happy as can be with some new friends and friends he loves and a babysitter who loves him dearly all my worries and tears washed away.  He seriously loves it there.  She says he’s always a happy guy.  He loves the other kids.  He naps well.  He eats well.  He’s loving life because he’s socializing and I can rest easy knowing this is the second best option for us.  First would be hitting the lottery and me staying at home.  Miss Jenny is amazing and I don’t worry at all during the day because I don’t know how she does it, but she does.  She loves every single one of the kids like they are her own and she is a miracle worker. 

Being out and about more brought on the usual….runny nose….then cough.  That went on for a couple of weeks.  We used our best friend the “nose frida” and judge me all you want….using that thing is the most glorifying task that motherhood has brought me yet.  (kidding!)

Obviously the chick above is not me.  But it shows you hot to do it.  No, Easton does not lay there that happily and take it.  He’s becoming a serious mover and thrasher for nose suction and diaper changes.  However, he totally is starting to appreciate me a little more when he can breathe.  Then I get to clean the snot from the tube and wash it sludge down the sink.  It’s so gratifying.  It’s disgusting.  Really the disgusting part isn’t that you taste their snot because I promise you don’t.  It’s hearing the snot coming out, seeing it, and washing it away.  It’s like you’ve saved their life.  Just not that grand.  
We use it every morning and every night still because the congestion issue hasn’t gone away.  I know some day this boy owes me a lot for literally sucking the snot from his brain to allow him to breathe better.  I’m his savior, basically.  
On April 11th he rolled from his back to his belly.  He freaked out just a bit because I screamed like a lunatic and scared him and I think he scared himself trying to figure out how in the hell did he do that?!  Lately he’s doing it more often and just tonight he did it twice while chilling on the floor so momma could eat some dinner.  Still each time he does it he looks at me with this confused look about what he’s suppose to do next.  

He’s really starting to notice Shiloh now.  He watches her every move.  She could still care less about him.  She licks him occasionally and then walks away.  I think she’s thoroughly disgusted we brought him home and would like to return him.  Too bad for her!

His chunky thighs and man boobs are super ticklish and I love to get him going.  He sort of tenses up and forgets to breathe when he’s being tickled.  Not too the point of concern but certainly to the point of total cuteness. 

He’s still taking 4 naps a day, 2 longer ones and 2 shorter ones.  He’s up and at em ready to go at 5 am.  He eats and then talks happily while we get ready to head out.  Sometimes he falls back asleep and chills with daddy but that never lasts long.  This also means that he has no idea when it’s Saturday and Sunday and still wants to be up super early.  Not gonna lie, I totally miss sleeping in on the weekends.  However, you should see all the shit someone can really accomplish before 8 am on a Saturday.  It’s insane.

4 month sleep regression.  It’s real.  It’s totally real….and it sucks.  Big time.  4 months and back to work/daycare hit and I swear it’s like he knew I really needed my sleep and just lost his mind every night usually around 11:30, 1:30 and 3:30.  And 3:30 is just late enough that I really never could go back to sleep before waking again at 5.

But guess what?  That phrase “this too shall pass”?  It’s for real.  It passed and we survived.  He started sleeping 7:30-5 again.  Hallelujah!

Then, he got sick.  That whole runny nose thing turned into a cough.  A cough that woke him up and scared the crap out of me.  So I finally took him to the doctor this week.  I thought it was just a cold.  He never ran a fever.  He was never crabby.  A cold will pass too, right?  Well I was starting to feel like it might be something else and got advice from my sister and aunt and we headed to the doctor.  He had a sinus infection and got his first antibiotic.  His ears and lungs were good and clear but poor baby has his momma and poppa’s sinus issues already.

Good news is that he loves the medicine.  I think he would down the whole bottle if I let him but 4.5 mL will have to do.  I hate starting him so young on an antibiotic but I also want him feeling better.  You would never guess the poor kid is sick til you lay him flat and he starts to cough. 

He’s still totally breastfed and that works for us. We will try some food in a month but for now his mommas milk obviously does this little body good!
I take every nap snuggle I can get. That will never change!
He still loves loves loves his baths and found he’s toes and can’t stop playing with them!

His smiles are endless and we are so lucky to have a happy baby!

He loves to read, especially all the touch and feel books. 
Sometimes he watches momma get
ready in the morning. This is my favorite stage so far. Happy and Snuggly yet still immobile. 
We may not get to see his girlfriend, Gracie, as much but they are still madly in love. Can’t wait for the summer!
All dressed up for church. 
Cool dude in his shades. 
As each day passes I love him more and more and can’t figure out why my heart hasn’t exploded into a million little pieces. 
He’s not perfect. 
We aren’t perfect parents. 
But I feel like we are getting pretty damn good at it and our babe seems pretty pleased with our skills. 
I consider that a WIN!