I've started about 3 blogs since the last time I actually posted one. And I can never finish them because I suddenly find myself way more busy these last few weeks. Ryan sure does take up a lot of time and to be honest, I would rather spend time with him then take that time to write about it. Obviously, as you can tell, there will no longer be a nightly post to read but I am trying to get one up every second day. I've been failing the last couple days to complete one post and by the next day, what I've actually written doesn't make much sense any more. But today I will actually finish this.... I hope!
I had shredded wheat for breakfast this morning, the kind of food that looks like mini hay bales. I ended up getting one of the little straw pieces jammed up into my gums. It hurt pretty badly. It's wasn't a great start to my morning. I did manage to remove it with only a small amount of pain as I dug into my gums. Right now, Ryan and I are laying on the floor playing. I can tell that Ryan doesn't want to be laying any more so I will pause right now to pick him up and show him a different view of our house. I love to carry him around as he looks at the different colors and as I let him feel different textures. Maybe he's okay for the time being. He's kicking and swinging away and making so much noise.
So what have we been up to these last few days?
Pause... Ryan needs to walk around...
Last Thursday, the Ry man got his 2 month shots. He enjoyed them as much as you can imagine. I was holding him as the nurse delivered the shots and he let out the longest, saddest cry ever. It was so long that I was worried he wouldn't inhale again. Of course it went quick and soon enough, after some mom and dad cuddles, Ryan was sleeping in my arms. I walked back home with him and thought that since he was asleep, I could just lay him in his crib and he would sleep away the pain and the afternoon. I was wrong as I often am. Ryan's sweet eyes popped right open and he was ready for more play. He didn't seem really affected by his immunizations. We were told to expect him to get cranky and fussy, or extra sleepy or a fever but he didn't do any thing out of the ordinary. He was just his regular self. He didn't seem to have much pain in his legs either which I am grateful for.
Our weekend wasn't filled with too much excitement, besides from the usual Ryan excitement. It's always awesome waking up and seeing that little boy smiling at me. It makes the early mornings and lack of sleep so much better. He giggles and laughs all the time now. When I say, "good morning," in a high pitched voice, he giggles and sometimes the giggle gets stuck in his throat so it makes me feel like I'm really funny. But I love to make him laugh. It's one of the best things about babies in general. That toothless grin is priceless.
Tyler studied and I hung out with Ryan most of the time. On Saturday, the clouds were cleared and it was a beautiful day. We went out for a walk around town. It was so sunny and bright that poor Ry's eyes had to be covered the whole time. I love days like that. It makes me really want to stay in town for the summer because everything is just so beautiful here when it's sunny.
Sunday was an alright day. While feeding Ryan in the morning, I could hear a whole bunch of crows squawking outside. I would have been upset if they woke up Ryan but he slept right through the noise. Tyler said later that there was a dead crow out there and the rest of the crows were eating it. Gross! It was less sunny that day. We looked outside and it wasn't raining so we decided to pack the Ry man up and go for another walk. By the time we were outside, we could feel and see rain drops falling. We just looked at each other and shook our heads. It's unreal how quickly the weather changes out here. The store was closed for inventory so we headed back home so little Ry wouldn't get too cold. We had a peaceful afternoon with lots of play time and relax time.
Today has been an okay day. Ryan woke up at around 3 and the wind was so outrageous outside. It was blowing so hard that I thought something might come through the window. It was another one of those wicked witch of the west kind of winds, where it screams through the slates on our deck and it's a little scary when your sitting alone in the dark. It's still raining but at least the wind has died down.
I am just sitting on the couch feeding Ryan and I'm going to attempt to cross stitch. Every time I pick up my project Ryan doesn't let me do more then 10 stitches. It's going to take forever to complete this one. Oh well. This is life now and I'm loving every minute of it.
Sonja
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