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BOY!

We had our ultrasound on Friday and the baby looked good!  I made a card and had the tech write in it what we were having.  We then took it to Round Rock Bakery and had them make a cake in which the filling was either blue or pink depending on what the baby was.

Saturday, we had a few friends over to celebrate my early birthday and the great cutting of the cake.  When we sliced it open, it was blue!

Here are a few pictures from the great event.

What will it be?

Our little family

Cutting the cake

I see blue! It's a boy!!!

Eric had to cut both ends of the cake, just to make sure!

Friends of ours have been trying to adopt a baby for several years now.  On Monday, they received the good news that they had been chosen.  On June 14th, a baby boy will be born and (hopefully) will be home with our friends a few weeks later.

I’m praying that the mom will go through with this adoption and our friends will have a baby that they’ve always wanted.  I only wish that more women out there would be less selfish and give their babies to good homes.  SO many babies are not well taken care of and deserve better.

So, I’m pregnant again.  Baby #3.  Hence the nickname for this baby is B3.

I hate when people ask me if this is my first child (when Corban is not with me) or if it’s my second (when he is).  I’m always honest and say that this is my 3rd.  Of course, the nosy people then ask how old my other child is.  I always respond with the truth.  I lost my first son when I was 20 weeks pregnant.  Most look at me like they can’t believe I shared this information with them.  Some understand.

Me, I hate that I have to answer with the truth and that the truth ever happened.  It never gets easier.

Today is National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day.

It is also only 10 days till Logan’s birthday.  October is a very sad month for me.  I always get a little more depressed this month.  I always seem a little more out of sorts.  A little more easily aggitated.

No one should have to experience the loss of a baby or child.  It’s cruel and unusual punishment.  At least, when older people die, they have lived their life and experienced it (hopefully).

People are so afraid to talk about babies dieing.  Why is that?  Why can you talk about your grandmother, grandfather, aunt, relative, friend dieing but not a little one?  Babies, born or unborn, should be talked about just as much.  Remembered just as much. 

People ask me if Corban is my only son.  I always say no.  I have 2 sons.  One is just no longer with me.  I will NEVER let his memory die. NEVER! He will always be my first born.  Corban will be brought up knowing he has a brother.  I am not ashamed.  No one who has a loss should be ashamed.  Why does it seem so taboo to talk about a  baby you lost?

Please join me in remembering all those babies that are no longer with us.  Have a moment of silence, light a candle, say a prayer, hug someone – something!  Each life is precious and should be honored.

I agree with Monica.  Maybe one day there will be a walk or a race or a benefit for pregnancy & infant loss.  Until then, keep their memories alive!

This past Friday, September 19th, Corban turned 6 months old.  A half of a year has already gone by.  It’s hard to believe, but at the same time, not surprising.  They say the time flies, and I guess “they” were right.  It seems like just yesterday that we brought him home from the hospital, yet so much has changed that it makes it seems like a really long time ago.  I almost don’t remember what it was like when he was brand new. 

Six months ago, we were totally overwhelmed with everything that new parents feel when they bring home a new human being.  “What the hell are going to do?!”  It was one thing taking care of our dog Penny.  It’s a completely different thing taking care of a child.  But we’ve survived somehow…through thick and thin.  I can’t even count the number of times that we were ready to sign divorce papers.  Well, not really, but we sure felt like it quite a few times in the past six months.  We’ve done a great job making up again though.  The ironic thing is that the reason for most of our stress (Corban) is also the thing that grounds us and keeps us happy.  We can be dead tired, stressed out, at each other’s throats and then Corban will make the cutest little sound or smile a certain way and all of the sudden, the world is right again.  It’s amazing how that works.  And I’m sure that all parents can vouch for that too.  I love it.  This kid is absolutely amazing.  He continues to awe us on a very regular basis.  And he keeps getting cuter.  Is that really possible?

Let’s see what’s happened to the Fergusons in the past six months.  In March, Lori was past her due date at 10 months pregnant.  Boy was that fun for all parties involved!  Even Penny caught the wrath of pregnant mom every now and then.  Well, OK, the wrath wasn’t that bad, but it definitely seemed like it at the time.  We forgive her though.  She did an awesome job carrying the baby.  We had Corban on March 19th.  He was brought home a couple days later and got to meet Penny dog.  She was unsure what was going on, but she has accepted him for the most part.  She still gets jealous on a daily basis, but that’s because she was our first “child”.  We can tell that she loves Corban though…so long as she gets her lovin’ from us when she wants…err…demands it.  

The beginning of May, we finally found a house.  We were able to close on it on May 28th.  We have great neighbors and so far have enjoyed living where we’re at.  Not to mention, we no longer have white trash neighbors living above us anymore.  You don’t even know what a relief it has been to escape the WT that resided above us in our last apartment complex.  That’s a long story.  No need to get into that now.  Just know that they were trash.

We’ve moved in and somehow have managed to not kill each other.  With me working from home, Lori not working because she’s a stay-at-home mom now, the baby being here all day long and the dog needing attention, life can get interesting.  We’re a family that has stayed together pretty much all day and night every day since Corban was born.  Both Lori and I are in the process of finding separate activities that each of us can be involved in.  We love each other very  much, but we do need some of our own time away from each other and the family.  It’ll be for the good of us all.  So we’ll see what comes up for each of us.

Corban has had a ton of milestones so far.  He started out as you would expect a baby to start.  Really not looking or focusing on anything.  Wild arms and legs all over the place in real jerky motions.  A head that seemed like it was attached by a string that would snap each time you picked him up.  And man, he seemed so light back then.  He’s doubled his birthweight now and is weighing in at just about 17 lbs, and measures at 27 inches.  That’s pretty wild!  He almost doesn’t fit into his car seat anymore.  Great…time to buy the expensive one.  Is it wrong to have another baby shower to get more stuff?  Could we call it a toddler shower?  If people were willing to help out the first time, maybe they wouldn’t have a problem chipping in again.  I’m sure Lori would be like “Oh my God…you can’t do that!”  It never hurts to try though.  I’ll be sending out invitations in the next week or so.  Be on the lookout.  haha.

Corban has officially (as of the last week or so) gone from the most colicky baby in the world, well, at least our world, to a baby that has a fairly normal nightly sleep schedule.  THANK GOD!  I know that Lori was probably more tired than me since she was getting up with him 99% of the time, but I wasn’t sleeping well either.  Hey, it’s hard work staying in bed, half asleep, waiting to see if your wife will holler for help.  It’s not easy people.  I’m tired too.

Crawling is the new thing now.  Corban has gone from not being able to lift his head on his own to now being able to roll himself over with no problems at all.  Not only can he hold his head up now, but he has started to master the crawling means of transportation.  And he loves it!  It started out as a crude Army-like low crawl.  His butt would raise up in the air, he’d put his feet underneath his body and then he would extend his arms out and pull himself foward.  He wasn’t able to lift his chest, so that made any chance of being fast or graceful a long shot.  Totally different story now.  He likes to get on his hands and knees and rock back and forth.  He can crawl very quickly now, and he loves to make his way across the room that he’s in to get at all of the things that he shouldn’t.  He could have a whole thing of toys in front of him and somehow lose interest and make his way over to a table leg that he proceeds to put in his mouth.  Man, everything goes in the mouth.  I knew that was going to happen, but I didn’t realize it was literally EVERYTHING.  His foot, a table leg, Penny’s tail, blocks, paper, you name it, he tries to get it in his mouth.

And speaking of his mouth, it’s funny to watch him when he “talks”.  He’ll sit there and babble on and on and his little mouth will move in these awkward ways along with his tongue as he gives it his best attempt to pronounce words.  I know that he’s still probably a few months shy of actually saying words, but it’s been fun watching and listening to him as he goes through the learning process.

He loves his bath time.  We have a goofy song that we sing every night before taking a bath and his eyes just light up!  And now since he can sit up on his own, we no longer lay him down in the baby sling that we had in his baby tub.  He’s a big boy now so he can sit up on his own.  Besides, it’s easier to play with his toys that way.  He loves to play with the water too!  The past couple nights, he’s been splashing it up in the water.  He loves it.  Every now and then though, he’ll splash really hard and it’ll kind of take his breath away as his face gets covered with water.  But he’ll go right back to the vigorous splashing soon after getting his bearings.  

His hair still has not been cut.  You can see that in most of his pictures.  It’s really weird how his hair has grown.  Long on the sides and on the top and front.  Not so much in the back though, with the exception of a flap of hair that hangs down the middle of the back of his head.  Like an old man’s comb over, but it goes down instead of across his head.  His hair in the back isn’t short because it was long and has rubbed off.  It started out in this strange pattern. When he was born, it was short in the back and long in the places that I mentioned.  Now, the long parts on the sides have grown down past his little jaw.  We attempted to cut it, but he wouldn’t hold still, so he’s stuck with it for a while.  It’s a great conversation piece when we meet new people.  Everyone loves it.  And yes Mimi, they’re being serious when they say that.  It’s what makes him unique.  We’ll cut it when it’s time to cut it.  For now, we’re leaving it as is.  He fits right in, here in Austin.  

So alot has happened.  Almost more than it seems could possibly happen in a mere six months.  I can’t imagine what the next six months are going to be like.  I’m sure that he’ll be walking by then.  He’ll most likely have some words that he knows then as well.  Lord help us though.  Two long-winded parents are sure to have produced a long winded child.  Now that Corban is sleeping well through the night, it might be a good idea for us to catch up on some sleep before the talk-a-thon begins.

And last but not least, Corban loves to eat!  Boy does he ever!!  He had no problems at all taking to being fed with a spoon.  In fact, he loves it when it’s time to eat.  I guess the ease with which we got him eating made up for the difficulty we had with him and his early terrible sleep habits.  He has tried countless different vegetables, but right now meat isn’t his thing.  He tried some baby food chicken that we gave him a taste of and he wasn’t having it.  The gagging that he did was enough for us to decide to hold off on meats for now.  He’s vegetarian for the time being.  He loves his cereal, especially the kind with fruit mixed in.  And bananas…man does he love bananas.  He’s started making a “mmmm – mmmmmm” sound when he is really digging what we’re feeding him.  Bananas are one such item.  Pretty much, all the fruits are.  Just recently, we tried giving him a non-salted cracker.  He’ll put it in his mouth, gnaw on it a little bit and then pull it back out for inspection.  This processs continues until said cracker is partially eaten and the rest of the way crumbled onto the floor.  That’s where Penny comes in.  She doesn’t mind playing clean-up crew.  They already make a great pair.  Penny is placing herself in the right position for later when Corban learns how to “get rid” of his food.  We know the game.  You’re a smart dog Penny, but we’ve got our eyes on you!

I’m so incredibly blessed to have gone through this experience with Lori and Corban…and Penny too.  I couldn’t ask for a better family.  Parenthood really is amazing.  Is that why it’s so exhausting too?  I feel like I can never get enough sleep.  And that feeling won’t leave for a very long time, I’m sure.  It has been wonderful though.  I feel very lucky to have the opportunity to witness it all first hand every day.  I love this kid more than I could ever put down in words, and that love seems to continue to grow and grow as each day goes by.  Only six months and I feel like I’ve had him forever.  What will the next 17 1/2 years be like?  I can only imagine.  Bring on the toys!  That’s what I’m excited about.  I mean, I’m sure that Corban can’t wait to start playing with toys.  Yeah….that.  Hey, who said it was a crime to live vicariously through your children?  I plan on it, and I’m not ashamed.  

Here are some pictures of Corban over the past six months. (If the pictures take too long to load or view, then you can also check them out here.)

 Corban has been eating rice cereal now for a few weeks and has loved it.  So, we decided to try new things.  He is now eating oatmeal and trying different fruits & vegetables.  He LOVES oatmeal and bananas.  We have a schedule that we feed him by. 

Breakfast: breastmilk, oatmeal

Mid morning snack: breastmilk, fruit

Lunch: breastmilk, veggie, oatmeal

Mid afternoon snack: breastmilk

Dinner: Breastmilk, veggie, oatmeal

We were expressing to his doctor at the last visit how little Corban sleeps.  He said that this is normal in some babies and that maybe since Corban isn’t a good sleeper, he’ll be a good eater.  Well, Dr. B. was right!  Corban eats like a champ.  When he first started eating cereal, he wouldn’t open his mouth till his hand was holding your hand that was holding the spoon (got that?).  Anyway, he would guide our hands to his mouth.  If you didn’t refill quick enough he would grunt and start to get upset.  But, now that we are feeding him oatmeal and fruits & veggies, he doesn’t guide the spoon anymore.  He just sits there with his mouth open like a little bird.  It really is the cutest thing.  Guess he thinks he has us trained now and he can just sit back and be fed!

On to the aftermath.  Poop.  Yes, I said it – Poop.  Gone are the days of the nice strictly breastmilk poop. *sigh* Welcome to the world of food poop.  I’m not gonna go into details of what it is like.  For those of you that have kids are have been around them, you know how it is.  It’s pretty much like adult poop only smaller.

**Warning – poop talking is about to start!**  Well, we had a doozy of a time today.  Corban only pooped one time yesterday and that was in the tub.  I knew it was going to happen!  He had gone all day and I told Eric that it’s just weird he hasn’t pooped with all the food he has eaten.  Well, I guess the warm water relaxed him and out it popped! I must say, this poop was much easier to clean out of the tub than the breastmilk poop.  Anyway, today he went 3 times!  That a boy!  Way to go on a schedule.  But, little Corban was not through yet.  As soon as I put him in the tub tonight – Surprise! It was like the Baby Ruth scene from Caddyshack.  So, I laid a towel over his bouncer (I bring it into the bathroom as an aide after he gets out of the tub) and put him on it while I was cleaning his tub out.  While I was in the process of doing this – Surprise!  More poop!! Then, to top it off, Corban kicked his leg and it went everywhere!  On his bouncer, on his legs, on the sink cabinet, everywhere. YUCK!!  Let’s just say that it’s a good think I don’t have a weak stomach.  And yes, I took pictures.  And no, I’m not going to post them.

I took pictures for Eric’s sake.  And let me tell you why.  Eric has yet to change a “new poop” diaper.  He has a very weak stomach.  He tried once and had to run out of the room because he almost threw up.  Well, last night was his night to bathe Corban.  Good thing he didn’t because of the above mentioned incident.  Well, since he missed last night’s bath, he was supposed to bathe Corban tonight.  He had to go to a meeting so he didn’t get back in time.  I guess this was God’s way of looking out for Eric.  He would not have been able to handle it!  Oh, but I wish it would have been him.  I would have loved to see his reaction!

Here are some pics of Corban eating!

 
His first cereal eating moment. Notice that he's holding the spoon!

His first cereal eating moment. Notice that he's holding the spoon!

First "real food" - carrots

First "real food" - carrots

 

Well, Corban and I have become lab rats for Gerber.  Well, I guess Corban has, but since I’m the one that has to answer the questions, I include myself as well.

We signed up to be part of a Onesies study.  We received 2 Onesies in the mail.  They were labeled “A” and “B”.  The deal is to evaluate them before and go online and fill out the survey.  Wash them and then wear each of them for at least 4 hours and then go back online and fill out the final survey.  We then have to send them back.

Well, today Corban wore Onesies “A” and I can tell you that it is a dud.  It already has a hole in it by the snaps between the leg.  We kinda knew this one was going to be the “bad one” from the beginning.  So, tomorrow he’ll wear “B” and we’ll see how that one goes.

Here is a pic from our test run!

Gerber lab rats package

Gerber lab rats package