Being a Mom

I lost my temper today. Like really lost it. It took me about 2 hours to calm down enough to smile. I don't do that that much anymore. In fact, I thought I left that in the dust years ago. But, turns out, I didn't.

T was having a rough day to be sure. And that's what set me off, his screaming and hysterics. But what fueled my anger is something I've been feeling for a few weeks now. That I'm a bad mom. I'm a bad mom because he runs around the library instead of listening to me. I'm a bad mom because he's a horrible eater who would rather go hungry than have to stomach dinner. I'm a bad mom because despite my best efforts, he still will not poop in that dang potty. I'm just not very good at this.

So today when he was having the world worst freak-out, and I'm not exaggerating here, at a new friend's house, I had it. He screamed and hit things. I yelled. It was horrible. And embarrassing. And all those things that you feel.

And then he goes to bed and wakes up coughing. Like the yucky croupy cough that I hate to hear. So we go in there with medicine and he ends up throwing up all over me. Kind of a perfect end to a horrible day.

But then we all get cleaned up and tuck him back in bed. He looks so sad and sick in the bed so I go over there and kiss him on the forehead and say, I love you lots and lots Little Man. And he says in a little voice that's near tears, I love you too lots and lots.

I may not be perfect. He may not be perfect. But we love each other lots and lots and that's good enough for me.

Though I could have done without the throw up.

Cake Smashin'

Hello Again! Look! I'm blogging. I can't guarantee that I'll do it a lot but I know there's a lot I need to do to catch up, so I thought I'd just get started.

Can you believe that Tyler turned one a month ago? I can't. Then again, I can hardly believe he's 1! And for his first birthday, I thought it would be fun to have some professional pictures done. And what better thing to have her take pictures of than some cake smashing! You may have already see these pictures, but just in case, here are the pictures from our cake smash session...

He is a photogenic little guy! I have to say, I'm a fan!

10 Months Old

I'm trying something new this time around. Hope it works! He's getting pretty darn big! And opinionated! Where did that come from?

Fun Statistics:
- He is now crawling like a normal baby. It's kind of slow, and he slams his hands down so you can feel him coming, but he's crawling.
- He plays peek a boo a lot! A lot a lot! It's very cute.
- He sings. He sings in church. He sings when he's looking at this book that I sing to him.
- He waves. Sometimes. It's kind of hit and miss.
- He says "Dada". He also says "Tsy" for Daisy. Mama however is just mostly whining.
- He's starting to get a sense of humor. He thinks he's SOOOO funny. And so do we.

Every day is a new adventure! Tomorrow we're going to the mountains for Youth Conference. It's Ty's very first Youth Conference.

Wait, You're HOW Old?

Today Tyler is 9 months old! Time flies when you're having fun and are sleep deprived. :)

He is SUPER mobile now so pictures today were challenging to say the least. Not as many as usual, but here you go!

As you cam see, he's standing up now. He can pull himself up and has started cruising. We push him over on a regular basis!

He was a fan of the extreme close up today.

Not as many smiles today as big mouth. Silly boy!

He makes this face a lot lately. I think its because of teething but it could just be his silliness!

It's hard to take a good picture when your subject would rather be on your lap!

Baby toes! How can you resist??

He really is getting big! And so fun to be around! We're big fans!

Ok, Ok, Here are the 8 Month Pictures

I realized this week that I have yet to post the 8 month pictures and he'll be 9 months old next week. So, here you go. I'm not going to waste time with words that you probably don't want to read anyway. Get me to the cuteness!

Taking pictures of him and Hobbes is getting much more difficult. This is what I got a lot.

And then him crawling away. Oh yeah, he crawls now. Well, not exactly crawls, but he army scoots like nobody's business! It's pretty cute!

Or this...

Not bad, but now Hobbes isn't looking.

Probably the best you're going to get for size comparison.

He's sitting up well too. He still flops back regularly, but hey, he's only 8 months old.

This one just makes me giggle!

I see this view a lot too...he's crawling away.

Sadly for Daisy, this is what she sees often now. A baby coming at her at full speed, which admittedly isn't that fast, but still. Daisy is being very sweet with him. He's pulled out hair, pulled her tail and pulled on her leg and she hasn't done anything to him. I wish she would just learn to get up on the couch though...

There you have it! He really is a cutie!

And Now We're in for It!

Just for the sheer cuteness of it all...

On the Downward Slope

Can you believe he's already 7 months old? That means he's closer to 1 than birth. We can hardly believe it. But he's getting really big and fun to be around. And opinionated, but how could he not be with parents like us?? So, here are the obligatory pictures. I'll try to get some vital statics in there, but we'll see how happy he stays on the floor. Remember, opinionated!

Hobbes is starting to look a little bit small!

He still only has those 2 teeth, but if the little lumps in his mouth are what I think they are, he's in for quite a few teeth at about the same time. Fun!

His eyes are still gray with just a little brown. However, sometimes they look green, so he might have those chameleon eyes. Who knows.

He's super close to crawling, still. He gets up on his hands and knees and scoots backwards, but hasn't figured out forwards yet. We keep pushing him over because the baby gates are up yet. :)

He can scoot a little bit forward by pulling with his hands and pushing with his little toes. He also rolls and spins. It's pretty cute.

I just liked this one because he looked scared. He wasn't. Just looked like he was.

He finally decided food was great when we were in Utah. He ate us out of house and home there. And it hasn't really slowed down since we've been home. He's a good little eater. Unless it's peas. He HATES peas. Hates them! A lot!

His favorite foods are orange. Sweet potatoes. Pumpkin. This weird smoothy thing we got him with apples, pumpkin, sweet potato and blueberries. He loves that smoothy thing. He also loves apples. Pears are ok. And as I said, he HATES peas. Hates them!

This is one of my all time favorite pictures of him!

Hee hee!

He's still a fan of singing. He sings a lot to his hands. Very cute!

He is a handsy little dude. He's so inquisitive and just about throws himself out of your arms to touch something.

He's sitting pretty well. As you can tell by the pillow behind him, he still falls backwards. I think the problem is that he would much rather be on his tummy working out this crawling thing than on his bum looking around.

I tried for a scrunch picture, but this is what I got instead. He loves my hair. When he's tired, he'll take a chunk of it and rub it all over his face. He also likes to eat it. It's weird.

He's a happy little boy who is a pretty darn good traveler. We had a lot of fun in Utah. If he stays happy, I'll get that blogged too. We're lucky parents!