Well, we've made it through our first month. It was sweet, and precious, and unforgettable, but my gosh...it was hard! Let me give a quick review, for any of you who have only talked to Jer, and therefore have only heard boasting of how humungous our son has gotten. He's very proud that he has a "big" boy...he sort-of talks about him like he's a fish ("He's gonna be like a 20-pounder by Christmas!) If you've talked to me, you've no doubt heard the whole truth...maybe more than you even wanted to know. If so, I'm sorry. I've had to vent a lot over the last month.
Anyway, week one, Landon was very hungry (no big surprise), and I couldn't feed him quite as much or quite as often or quite as fast as he wanted. When the kid wants to eat, the kid wants to eat. We've at least figured out that he is very serious about his meals. But, learning the lesson made for somewhat of a rough start. Week two we tried formula. Apparently too many formulas. By the end of the week his poor little (but growing) tummy was in knots, and he wasn't such a happy camper. Again, sort-of a tough week. Week three Landon got a fever. When I called the doctor, expecting to be told to 'give him a cold bath, a little Tylenol, and call back in the morning,' I was instructed to take him to the hospital immediately. When we got there, again expecting to be told to 'take him home, give him a cold bath, a little Tylenol, and call the doctor in the morning,' I was told (after many tests had been done on our poor, sweet baby) that because of his age, we were being admitted for three days. Just as a precaution. All the tests came back fine, by the way. He just had a bug. Again, not the best week. Week four has been- PRAISE THE LORD- much better. No big dramas this week...so far.
So, it's been rough start, but God is so good. Every day is a fresh start, and every day I wake up the mama of a beautiful, sweet baby boy. Issues with feedings, and formulas, and fevers can be exhausting, but at the end of the day (or the 2 AM feeding, for that matter) I can't help but look at him in awe and wonder. He's ours. Landon is our baby, and he is truly a gift from God. That alone makes it all worth it.
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He's sooo cute, Leslie and Jeremy. What a little chub! I'd give anything to just hold him and squeeze him. I miss you both so much and now I miss Landon, too.
xoxoxo
Aunt Barb
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Barb, at 9/29/2006 1:37 AM
Okay, you made it a month! For the most part, that past month is the hardest. You'll still have a bit of a rough ride, but handing over the keys to your life makes it easier and that happens somewhere in the first month.
Look at his tubby legs! He may howl a lot, but he's obviously getting enough to eat. I hope you decide to keep him, based completely on grace, not on whether he's fun. He'll get better, I promise.
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Girl Raised in the South, at 9/29/2006 8:54 AM
Okay, now i got to read the rest of the story. I'd say it sounds like it was a rough ride, one you wouldnt want to sign up for, but he likely wont be set out by the curb with a "free to good home" sign either. Youre all three going to make it. And thank the Lord, when youre that busy, it goes fast. Hard to believe a whole month is over.
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Girl Raised in the South, at 9/29/2006 1:46 PM
What's up with the sports outfits, Les? I was SURE Jer would put him in little, pale blue Peter Rabbit clothes;)
You've made it. Whew. Only 17 years, 11 months to go . . .
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Sarah, at 9/29/2006 5:46 PM
He is so cute!! I'm thankful things are getting better for you.
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Tricia, at 9/29/2006 9:45 PM
Wow, such big brown eyes! He's adorable!
Especially love the pic with daddy looking down on him!
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Cheryl, at 9/30/2006 9:03 AM
You made it!! Don't you just wonder what you used to do with all of your free time?!
He is so handsome! Congratulations :).
Kristi
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Kristi, at 10/01/2006 9:26 PM
Wow, Landon looks like he's getting ready for football training.
I do understand. The first month you're so sleep deprived,it's like continuous jet lag.
Two suggestions: I hope you don't mind. #1,There's a parent-child thing: How relaxed and content Landon is depends a lot on how much you are, and #2, After you've burped him as much as you think you need to, Do it again. Love, GrandMa.
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Judith, at 10/12/2006 1:49 PM
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