Sunshine

My absolute favorite time of the day is the morning. My little man wakes up so happy and we have 2 solid hours of blissful bonding time together. This morning, he was stirring and cooing so I rolled over with my face even to his and he returned with a huge smile. Nothing is more gratifying then having your child smile at the sight of your face. His smile makes my heart swell. Pure bliss. 

All is Right in the World

Sigh. Our baby boy is ok, healthy, and perfect. That is the best thing we've heard since hearing his heartbeat for the first time. We had quite the scare this week. I noticed a ridge and bump on his front right forehead and had our pediatrician look at it to be safe. She felt concerned and wanted to x-ray his skull to make sure everything looked normal. The news that came next was devastating, they thought that his sutures (plates in his skull) were prematurely closing (shouldn't close until 4-6 years of age, he was 7 weeks), she wanted us to see a neuro surgeon. The earliest appointment was a week away. That is torture to worried parents. Over the course of the past week we grieved, got angry, and cried a lot. Then we began accepting the prognosis and preparing ourselves for the likely course of action, surgery on our little mans skull. As much as I tried, there is no preparing for that. Every time I looked at that beautiful baby my heart broke a little more. Thank God, it was a misdiagnosis. His sutures are wide open!! There is some overlap on his right side but that should correct itself as he grows. WHEW! He is a beautiful, healthy, perfect little boy. Poor little guy can't get away from our kisses, the supply is endless!

Happy Easter!

Our first holiday as a family, it was perfect! Thanks to my wonderful and talented Mom, Tripp had a beautiful Easter outfit to wear to church. In my opinion, he was the most handsome man there (tied with his Daddy of course)! After a few obsticles we made it to the 11:15 church service, barely.  Lets just say peanut butter and Gary's elbow was involved.... as we were getting in the car to leave. We regrouped and got to the service before it started and waited in line to grab a seat only to find that there were none left. Amazingly enough and thanks to some kind women in the choir we enjoyed our first Easter service at St. Lukes in the choir loft! The baby was tired and due for a nap but was so interested and awed by the beautiful music surrounding us that he stayed awake for the entire service and was an angel! After the beautiful service and a lovely brunch at First Watch we came home to take some family photo's. Bless the inventor of the camera timer! 

Obert Family Photo-Easter 2011

Tripp's First Easter Basket

His adorable outfit made by Grandmom Martin

SMILE!

My little man smiled at me today! It was very clear that it wasn't a gas smile, however, he was smiling at his gas/my reaction to his gas. He was making his "o" face and I was mimicking him as he starred intently at my face. Then he let out a loud gaseous noise to which I widened my "O", raised my eyebrows, and opened my eyes as large as they could go and I made a high pitched noise. My adorable precious son starred right at my face and gave me a huge grin. His mommy made him laugh. It was the best feeling in the world. His smile made the 3 a.m. changing the best part of my day. I wish I had my camera armed and ready to catch this act, instead I was elbow deep in dirty diaper. Who needs a camera? This moment will forever be etched into my memory. Since I wasn't able to capture this "first" with my camera to share with you all, I will some another firsts. 

First time holding my son

First Bath

My Heart

March 9, 2011 my heart grew larger then I ever thought possible. Everything "they" say is true, "you are in love instantly" "You never thought you could love like this" "The pain disappears the minute you see your child for the first time".  I was in labor for 18 hours and pushing for 3, yet the minute I saw my son, I was ready to do it all over again. So much has happened in the last 6 weeks, here is the short version. My beautiful baby was born weighing 8 lbs 2 oz 20.5 inches long, we hugged, kissed, smelled him and watched him. We got little sleep. Changed 8-10 poop and pee diapers a day... repeat, repeat, repeat. We are starting to get the hang of the parenting concept. Tripp is beautiful and has been a great baby. He actually sleeps really well so far, fingers crossed it continues. My favorite part of the day is our cuddle time, nothing is more perfect then sweet baby breath rhythmically hitting your chest. Up till now I was very unproductive during the day, setting everything else aside to hold him in my arms and watch/feel him sleep. Thankfully, a wise mother introduced me to the moby wrap. LIFESAVER! I can be as productive as I want and still have my sweet baby right there against my chest, listening to my heartbeat, breathing on me- perfection. For those of you who may not have seen him yet, here are a few pictures. I will be more diligent about updating our days filled with firsts and new beginnings.

The dogs have been fantastic with him. Maddie has been protective since we came home from the hospital, it was a few weeks before she allowed any other dog to go near her baby. Radley on the other hand was a bit nervous about the change. She still jumps to with every coo he makes. She is always worried about her baby and checking to make sure he is ok.

That is all I have for today, I'm off to watch my baby sleep. Sweet dreams.