Tuesday, March 24, 2009

A few glamour shots

Pollard made his debut at church this weekend, and look how darn good he looks! Outfit compliments of Mimi :)

It was the weekend so Pollard requested his duckie robe so he could relax. Looks like it worked!

He is also very advanced and can hold his toys! (really it was an accident that this toy appeared in his hands right in time for the picture...look how big he looks!) Can we just talk about how handy the Boppy is? The ULTIMATE BABY gift!!
And here is Pollard's cousin Johnny showing him all the cool parts of his activity mat at Dede and Big John's. What a good big cousin!

And last but not least here are 2 funny ones. The one on the left is just after bath time in his "muscle tee" [as Britton calls it] and he spiked his hair up (as if he needs it...). And the other one he fell asleep on Britton's legs after his inagural ride in the Baby Bjorn. Looks like wore him out!!!!

Kiss Me, I'm Irish

Pollard isn't an Irish name, but we pretended it was for a day. And yes, his shirt says "I'm a McCutie". I'm not usually one for message tee's but I couldn't stand it! And for heavens sake I didn't want this baby boy to get pinched. As you can see, he had a great first St. Patrick's day!!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

A particularly smiley morning

P's new favorite trick is propping up on his boppy so he can "sit up". He feels like SUCH a big boy. This morning after a light meal and a good spit up, he was particularly excited to watch the Today Show with me. I just had to catch this dreamy smile on camera! I mean, could you die? His dry skin is, I'm certain, a direct result of my sloppy kisses planted all over him, all day long. I hope this makes you as happy as it made me!!!!

A much-needed visit from Mimi

Is there something wrong with this picture?

Mimi shows up with all the perks of a wonderful grandmother: Lots of patience, loving arms to rock the baby, a fresh set of hands for diaper changing and bath time...and several bottles of wine. We hope Pollard doesn't take it the wrong way when his neck comfort is sacrificed for a little taste of the vine.

Our weekend together was WONDERFUL, as always! Mimi was the always doting grandmother and had to hold herself back from going in to scoop him out of his crib in the middle of the night to snuggle with him. It was a great weekend, and Pollard sure is pooped from all his play time!

A whopping 14 pounds

I would like it to be known that Mr. Chunky Pants now weighs 14 lbs 1.6 ounces and is 25 1/4" long!!!! Last week was his 2 month old check up with Dr. Morrison (Pediatrician Extraordinaire) and he really tipped the scales. Who knew?!?! I'll tell you who knew...both of my wrists. Good GLORY. Every time I pick him up they basically scream at me.
He had his first set of shots and yes, it's just as bad as they say it's going to be. As Abby put so well, it's the "silent cry". The one where they rear their tiny little head back (in our case, a 16" head to be exact) and take a big deep breath to just let it all out. It was hands down one of the saddest things I've ever seen. But after holding him and rocking him, he fell asleep on my arm and back home we went to the comforts of our lamb swing. Phew.
He's still keeping me up at about 2:30 every morning to eat, and then wakes up again between 5:30 and 6:30 (usually closer to that 5:30 hour). So we're hoping he'll start sleeping more soon since he's so stinking big.
All in all, this precious boy has still got our hearts!