Love is patient.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.  Love never fails.

This morning at 4 am, I was awake and Gideon was mad. As he was screaming and I was jiggling and swaying and trying to talk in a calm voice, I was struck with the though that God knew what he was doing when he wrote the Bible...

Specifically, I'm talking about 1 Corinthians 13:4-8. I'm not so great at memorizing Scripture, and it would take me a while to stumble through all the things that love are. But, I could never forget the very first phrase: 'love is patient.' At four in the morning, that small snippet of Scripture can jump to the front of my foggy brain. Every part of that passage is important, but I know that it wasn't random choice that God decided to put 'patient' first. He's a smart dude.

the wee hours

It's 4:25am. I am usually awake at this hour, but usually I'm not coherent enough to form a sentence.
Well, I guess it's your lucky morning, because I feel like blogging.

About what??
hmmm...

1. Yes, mommy would like a Sienna.
We need a bigger vehicle. Two car seats in the back of the Neon...that isn't going to work. Ole won't be able to squeeze his legs into the space allotted. I'm convinced I need the Sienna. This is based wholly on the 'Mommy Like' commercials that I've seen on Hulu. But my number one requirement for a vehicle is that it have heated seats. I would trade the AC for heated seats in a baby's heartbeat (which is way faster than an adult's heartbeat).

2. No, mommy would not like to be up at this hour.
We are ready to Ferberize. According to the research, Gideon is not old enough or big enough to begin this process yet. So, I am awake. As usual. Although, if we were Ferberizing, I suppose I'd be awake now, anyway. With a headache.

Not much to report

My two babes are both busy growing.

They like to kick each other when Gideon is sitting on my lap :).

today.

Sweet happy boy.

 

 

Tummy time has become a more pleasant experience lately:

I love it when he wants to look at me instead of his toys :)

He's done.

first smiles.

 Here are some of the first photos I have of Gideon smiling..I took them back when I wrote that post promising photos and here they are (I never claimed to be a good photographer):

Question......

What exactly does 'sleeping through the night' mean?
Sometimes Gideon will sleep a good solid seven hours (not last night, of course), but that means he wakes up at 5am....and that's not really morning yet....not for me, anyway. Can I have a goal of him sleeping from 10 to 8? Probably not, huh?

Tomorrow's forecast: 76 and sunny. CAN. NOT. WAIT.

Just a regular day....

Gideon has brought me lots of joy today. He's been awake a lot. While that means he gets cranky sometimes, it also means he gets smiley. And we've had the opportunity to do a lot of stuff together.

Tummy time seems to be getting better for him (still not his favorite, though)...and today I could swear he was reaching for a little rattle on his tummy time mat.

He follows me everywhere with his big baby blues, which I love.

We tried something new today, too. I had gotten an adoption magazine and there was an article about using massage to promote bonding. I thought it sounded fun and I hadn't had a chance to use his baby Burt's Bees Apricot Oil (I love Burt's Bees baby products!), so I thought we'd give it a shot. It was actually an enjoyable experience for both of us. He seemed to like it and I know I did! And I don't know if it was the massage, but he's finally sleeping.

His sleeping through the night that I wrote about in my last post was indeed a fluke, but I still can't complain since he only wakes up every four-ish hours.