I remember my pre-mommy years, when I would go into a store and wait at the checkout or pass someone in an aisle and their child or children would be screaming. I think I was even naive enough to think that if their child is screaming that much now, I wonder what it's like at home. And for some stupid and judgmental reason, I thought that it was embarrassing for the parent. I'd even go as far to say that I was terrified of having children because of this incessant screaming.
Fast forward to today. Blazer was a crier in the beginning. He was such a crier that I even cried too many times to count...in the beginning. In November, Blazer was no longer a crier. And for the record, he never did burst out in the store while I was shopping or at the doctor's office in the waiting room. November and December were like alien months to me because Blazer was just an amazingly happy child. He slept well and was not a fusser.
January - W....T....F?
Seriously, the kid LIKES to cry. I can't even pinpoint where it comes from. He cries to the point where he has worked himself into a sweat and has the reddest face. Thankfully, it's not at the store, or in the doctor's office. Nope. My child screams to fight sleep. Actually, it's more like the onset of fatigue he is fighting. In the past 2 months he has gone to sleep like a dream, so easy. Now, Blazer and fatigue are in an all out war!
Every night around 7:00pm, he brings out his boxing gloves and starts going rounds with Fatigue. And let me just say that Fatigue is undefeated. Blazer does win the first 9 rounds. Yes, 9! He fights for a good hour or more every night.
Then...like the universe all of a sudden becomes still...HE IS OUT!
And that's how it goes, every night this month.
Yes world - I now have a crier. Thank you.
On a lighter note, every other time when he is not fighting rounds with Fatigue, he's adorable and amazing.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
If dogs could talk...
If dogs could talk, they would 'have a lot of 'splaining to do.'
Okay, I'm going to try and explain what happened today without grinding my teeth and tearing up.
As if things are not hard enough already right now, things just get a little worse. Today, I am getting Blazer out of the car in the driveway when Aaron walks out onto our deck and asks me the strangest question:
Aaron: "Did you by chance take the can of formula with you today?"
Me: "Ummm, no. Why?"
Aaron: "I was afraid of that."
I couldn't think of why he would ask that. ...And then, I knew.
Now, before I get red and angry and say things I shouldn't, I want to say that I do love my dogs...JUST NOT RIGHT NOW.
I get into the house and Aaron begins to tell me that when he got home today, he found an empty can of baby formula on the ground. (Keep in mind we had two empty cans and one FULL can on the counter this morning.) He looks at the can and hopes it's one of the empty ones. BUT OH NO, it's not one that has already been emptied. NOPE. It's the can we just opened the night before; the $25.99 take-this-financial-kick-in-the-ass can of powder SOY formula we give the baby. And why might that once full, EXPENSIVE, can of formula be empty on the ground for?
That's right...THE DOGS.
I'm trying to hold back people. I really am. And I honestly don't think the anger has left my mind since Aaron finished telling me about it. I automatically began crying because it was our last can before Aaron got paid at the end of the week. At that point today, I didn't care if we had dogs or not. In fact, I was ready to send them off to adoption that instant. We leave the can on the counter everyday. It's a can of powder for all-mighty sake! It doesn't even look, taste, smell ANYTHING like food. GRRR. I know...I know, they don't know the difference between a $25.99 can of formula vs. a worthless piece of trash. It's just, the timing really sucks.
The only savior in this situation, thankfully, is the fact that I had purchased a surplus amount of a different formula about two weeks ago that Aaron and I ended up not caring much for. Those unopened, smaller cans of that formula were still sitting in the cupboard. So while I am still able to feed my child, I have to let the steam of my rage cool down before I can cuddle and love on the dogs again.
If dogs could talk, I'd like to hear the rationale behind eating 25 ounces of powdered, not-so-great-smelling, soy formula. Oh yeah, and I'd also like to hear a big, "I'm rawry mom!"
Okay, I'm going to try and explain what happened today without grinding my teeth and tearing up.
As if things are not hard enough already right now, things just get a little worse. Today, I am getting Blazer out of the car in the driveway when Aaron walks out onto our deck and asks me the strangest question:
Aaron: "Did you by chance take the can of formula with you today?"
Me: "Ummm, no. Why?"
Aaron: "I was afraid of that."
I couldn't think of why he would ask that. ...And then, I knew.
Now, before I get red and angry and say things I shouldn't, I want to say that I do love my dogs...JUST NOT RIGHT NOW.
I get into the house and Aaron begins to tell me that when he got home today, he found an empty can of baby formula on the ground. (Keep in mind we had two empty cans and one FULL can on the counter this morning.) He looks at the can and hopes it's one of the empty ones. BUT OH NO, it's not one that has already been emptied. NOPE. It's the can we just opened the night before; the $25.99 take-this-financial-kick-in-the-ass can of powder SOY formula we give the baby. And why might that once full, EXPENSIVE, can of formula be empty on the ground for?
That's right...THE DOGS.
I'm trying to hold back people. I really am. And I honestly don't think the anger has left my mind since Aaron finished telling me about it. I automatically began crying because it was our last can before Aaron got paid at the end of the week. At that point today, I didn't care if we had dogs or not. In fact, I was ready to send them off to adoption that instant. We leave the can on the counter everyday. It's a can of powder for all-mighty sake! It doesn't even look, taste, smell ANYTHING like food. GRRR. I know...I know, they don't know the difference between a $25.99 can of formula vs. a worthless piece of trash. It's just, the timing really sucks.
The only savior in this situation, thankfully, is the fact that I had purchased a surplus amount of a different formula about two weeks ago that Aaron and I ended up not caring much for. Those unopened, smaller cans of that formula were still sitting in the cupboard. So while I am still able to feed my child, I have to let the steam of my rage cool down before I can cuddle and love on the dogs again.
If dogs could talk, I'd like to hear the rationale behind eating 25 ounces of powdered, not-so-great-smelling, soy formula. Oh yeah, and I'd also like to hear a big, "I'm rawry mom!"
Now, I'm going to go hit my pillow.
Monday, January 10, 2011
But Blazer makes things okay.
When times are tough, they really are tuff.
Right now the "grown up" responsibilities are really hard to keep up with. Aaron builds houses for a company on the coast. They are working on their last house and have none lined up. Apparently, this is Aaron's last week until something comes along. I am lucky to still have a job, what with budget cuts and all; however, leaving to have the baby and taking that income hit has not made things easy. Actually, they never were easy to begin with. And yes, I know things are this way all over. To be honest, I'm not complaining, really.
I realize my situation is not nearly half as bad as some others. I'm thankful to be able to "survive" the way we have in the past couple of years since I got out of college. This time is different though. It's different because we have Blazer.
Whenever things got this bad before, it was all Aaron and I could do not to dwell on our situation. Looking on the bright side of things is more difficult when we live in the grayest part of the earth. (No, I am not exaggerating.) Now, when it's worse than ever before (we will be o.k.), Aaron and I just look at Blazer and the "grown up" stuff, while still very important, just seems so small and insignificant. He smiles so big and is full of so much love and light. It's hard to be unhappy since he joined our lives. Aaron said the other day, "I know things are bad, but I've never been happier." I wanted to cry...because he is right. I might get stressed about bills and freak out about the small stuff sometimes but in the end, we are still blessed with Blazer.
Right now the "grown up" responsibilities are really hard to keep up with. Aaron builds houses for a company on the coast. They are working on their last house and have none lined up. Apparently, this is Aaron's last week until something comes along. I am lucky to still have a job, what with budget cuts and all; however, leaving to have the baby and taking that income hit has not made things easy. Actually, they never were easy to begin with. And yes, I know things are this way all over. To be honest, I'm not complaining, really.
I realize my situation is not nearly half as bad as some others. I'm thankful to be able to "survive" the way we have in the past couple of years since I got out of college. This time is different though. It's different because we have Blazer.
Whenever things got this bad before, it was all Aaron and I could do not to dwell on our situation. Looking on the bright side of things is more difficult when we live in the grayest part of the earth. (No, I am not exaggerating.) Now, when it's worse than ever before (we will be o.k.), Aaron and I just look at Blazer and the "grown up" stuff, while still very important, just seems so small and insignificant. He smiles so big and is full of so much love and light. It's hard to be unhappy since he joined our lives. Aaron said the other day, "I know things are bad, but I've never been happier." I wanted to cry...because he is right. I might get stressed about bills and freak out about the small stuff sometimes but in the end, we are still blessed with Blazer.
It wouldn't be okay right now, if it were not for Blazer.
We wouldn't be smiling right now, if it were not for Blazer.
Things would be grayer right now, if it were not for Blazer.
And, even though Aaron and I have always had each other, it's even better now that we have Blazer.
No, he is not just another mouth to feed.
No, he is not just another doctor bill.
No, he is not a nuisance amidst our free time.
He is our SON.
He is our LOVE.
He is EVERYTHING.
He is our Blazer.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Rolling Over!
Oh my, oh my!
The other night, I was playing with Blazer in his crib and rolled him onto his stomach, seeing if he would roll back. After a few tries, he did! It was so cute because when rolled back over, he had this huge smile on his face. I screamed for Aaron to come into the nursery to see him do it again. Unfortunately, he got shy for daddy!
When I picked Blazer up from the sitter one day this week, she told me she had left him on the tummy time mat, turned away for a second and when she turned back around, he was on his back!
I was excited when she told me this! So, that night, I think it was Wednesday...I took Blazer home, dressed him after his bath and put him in his crib to try this rolling over thing out. OH my gosh! What fun! I would roll him on his tummy and he would roll back over. It was the cutest thing! He would give me this big smile every time he rolled back over. I couldn't help but smile and laugh.
I just love being a mom!
The other night, I was playing with Blazer in his crib and rolled him onto his stomach, seeing if he would roll back. After a few tries, he did! It was so cute because when rolled back over, he had this huge smile on his face. I screamed for Aaron to come into the nursery to see him do it again. Unfortunately, he got shy for daddy!
When I picked Blazer up from the sitter one day this week, she told me she had left him on the tummy time mat, turned away for a second and when she turned back around, he was on his back!
I was excited when she told me this! So, that night, I think it was Wednesday...I took Blazer home, dressed him after his bath and put him in his crib to try this rolling over thing out. OH my gosh! What fun! I would roll him on his tummy and he would roll back over. It was the cutest thing! He would give me this big smile every time he rolled back over. I couldn't help but smile and laugh.
I just love being a mom!
Monday, January 3, 2011
Sleepy Bath Time
Today was my first day back to work and the first day for Blazer to go back to the babysitter (whom I absolutely love!). Last night was rough; he went to bed at 8pm, woke up at 10pm, went back down at 12am. I had to wake him up at 6:30 this morning to get him dressed and fed before I headed to work.
He did NOT want to wake up! I rubbed his back a little bit and then rolled him onto his back to get him adjusted to the light. He smiles at me, I get him dressed, Aaron feeds him, and we go to the sitter. I told her that Blazer didn't have quite the good night's sleep he usually gets and will be pretty tired today. When I went to pick him up after work, she told me he only had about a 45 min nap and was only sleeping for about 30 min when I got there. He woke up shortly after and I took him home. So in total, he must have slept for a max of about 1 hr and half at the sitter. When we got home, I could just tell he was exhausted. I gave him a bottle and he passed out at 5:30. I didn't want him to sleep long for fear that he won't sleep tonight, so I went into wake him up at 7:30ish. Besides, I always bathe him at night because I never have time in the morning.
I go into the nursery and he's OUT. I rub his back, nothing. I turn on the light, nothing. I talk to him and still nothing. I felt bad but I picked him up and gave him a big hug, which seemed to do little good. I proceeded to undress him and take off his diaper at the changing table, all the while he is still sleeping. I picked him up and took him to his bathtub in the sink, already pre-filled at a nice, warm temp.
Keep in mind, my child is STILL sleeping. I put him in the water and he peeps open his eyes for just a sec and then closes them, snuggles into the water hammock, with fists in his mouth, and out again he goes. I'm pouring water over him, talking to him and he just won't wake up! This was picture worthy!
Finally, after a few flashes of the camera, he decides he's okay to wake up a bit! I just couldn't stop laughing while I was bathing him. Poor little guy was tired!
Let's hope he sleeps tonight!
He did NOT want to wake up! I rubbed his back a little bit and then rolled him onto his back to get him adjusted to the light. He smiles at me, I get him dressed, Aaron feeds him, and we go to the sitter. I told her that Blazer didn't have quite the good night's sleep he usually gets and will be pretty tired today. When I went to pick him up after work, she told me he only had about a 45 min nap and was only sleeping for about 30 min when I got there. He woke up shortly after and I took him home. So in total, he must have slept for a max of about 1 hr and half at the sitter. When we got home, I could just tell he was exhausted. I gave him a bottle and he passed out at 5:30. I didn't want him to sleep long for fear that he won't sleep tonight, so I went into wake him up at 7:30ish. Besides, I always bathe him at night because I never have time in the morning.
I go into the nursery and he's OUT. I rub his back, nothing. I turn on the light, nothing. I talk to him and still nothing. I felt bad but I picked him up and gave him a big hug, which seemed to do little good. I proceeded to undress him and take off his diaper at the changing table, all the while he is still sleeping. I picked him up and took him to his bathtub in the sink, already pre-filled at a nice, warm temp.
Keep in mind, my child is STILL sleeping. I put him in the water and he peeps open his eyes for just a sec and then closes them, snuggles into the water hammock, with fists in his mouth, and out again he goes. I'm pouring water over him, talking to him and he just won't wake up! This was picture worthy!
Besides the fact that he's so darn cute,
I think bath pictures are necessary for infants!
Let's hope he sleeps tonight!
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Our First Family Photo Shoot
Okay, so I'm no photographer. I'm like every other average person out there with a common digital camera in her hands, snapping shots whenever appropriate. And yes, occasionally I even get a finger in a photo or two. Because Aaron and I are trying to live a little more economically, we decided to try and do our own family photo shoot without assistance. We live on the coast and our house is butted up to green space, so why not use our natural surroundings. We ended up with some great photos (to our surprise). Please enjoy!
I'd say, not bad for our first try. We used a rock wall for a tripod at the beach and one of our bar stools as a tripod at home in the backyard. I think we are going to make family photo shoots a regular occurrence. :)
I'd say, not bad for our first try. We used a rock wall for a tripod at the beach and one of our bar stools as a tripod at home in the backyard. I think we are going to make family photo shoots a regular occurrence. :)
A New Year & Looking Back at 2010
Beginning the new year has made me think of the year past, which was full of a few surprises.
STARTING OFF WITH A BANG -
The grand year of 2010 started off with a beautiful pink line. We were pregnant with our first child. After 8 years together, 2 and a half of which we had been married, we were finally adding to our duo. It was wonderful news to us and gave us 9 anxiety filled months of something precious to look forward to. Blazer's due date was set for Oct. 2, 2010.
BLAZER -
How might someone come up with a name like that? You might ask. Well, Aaron is a die-hard Portland Trailblazers fan. In fact, all the men in his family (a total of 4, 3 sons and the father) are quite the Blazers fans. But it doesn't stop there. Aaron's online aliases are all named for the Blazers and our beloved Oregon Ducks. "BlazerDuck" is a name Aaron uses often for usernames. On the day of our first and only ultrasound of the baby, we found out the bundle of joy was a boy. We had decided way before we got pregnant that we were going to name our first son Landon Daniel. On the car ride home from the ultrasound, we started throwing other names around. "BlazerDuck" came into our conversation somehow and Aaron said, "Well, we can't name him Duck." He proceeded to jokingly say, "We can name him Blazer." He began to laugh but I pondered the idea of having a son named Blazer. I responded with, "I think Blazer is kind of cool. We can name him Blaze for short." From that moment on, we were set on "Blazer."
A GIFT FROM GOD -
Being a teacher, I started my summer off in June. I had pre-arranged to stay in Bend, Oregon, for a few weeks to work for my best friends towards the end of July. I was 29 weeks pregnant when I went to Bend. My doctor, who is in Portland, Oregon, told me I had to make my 30 weeks appointment, even if I was in Bend. After spending a week in Bend, I hit 30 weeks on a Saturday and that following Monday was my appointment.
I didn't get much sleep Sunday night, nothing new with how pregnant I was. Portland is a 3 hour drive from Bend and my appointment was at 3:30 pm. I was going to take someone with me but decided against it. I left Bend in my 5-Speed Mitsubishi Lancer at around 11:30 am on that Monday. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful day. Driving started out well; I had the music playing and AC was on. About an hour into the trip, I started getting really sleepy. No sleep and the pregnancy was catching up to me and quick. I had juice I was sipping on from a metal water bottle, hoping the sugar would keep me awake. I set the car in cruise control when I hit a straight stretch. I was going about 62 mph.
When I woke up...I was hitting the white reflector poles on the right side of the highway. I could hear the rumbling of my tires hitting the ridges in the road. Startled and disoriented, I grabbed the steering wheel and veered to the left, trying to get back onto the highway and avoid more reflector poles. Bad idea... I turned too quickly, the car caught on the highway and starting rolling. I remember letting go of the steering wheel and tucking into my seat, completely awake and aware of what was happening. The sunroof shattered when the roof hit the ground and dirt started pouring into the car. I heard smashing and scratching, all the while hoping this wasn't the end of my life and that the car would land on the wheels. Thankfully, I stopped rolling on the opposite side of the highway and I landed on the wheels.
I didn't really think about what was going on; I just wanted out of the car. I opened my door and got out, barefoot on a hot day. (My sandals came off while I was rolling.) Cars and a semi truck had already pulled over before I got out of the car. I ran to the semi truck driver and asked if it looked like I was hurt. Then I told him I was 30 weeks pregnant. At that moment, I prayed to God. I prayed that the baby was okay and I hadn't just ruined the new life inside of me. The truck driver ran off to get a phone to call 911. I looked back at the car and could not believe I was alive.
When police and paramedics arrived, I had already called my mom, dad and Aaron, who was 5 hours away at home in Rockaway Beach. Dad was on his way to the hospital the paramedics were taking me to. After all was said and done, I was absolutely fine. And so was the baby. In fact, it's quite a miracle. I spent about an hour in the ER. I ended up with a few scratches, bruises and some glass in my hair. The baby was completely unharmed and there wasn't even a scratch or a bruise on my belly.
That was God's gift to me that day, my life and my child were safe.
THE BIRTH OF BLAZER -
I went back to work when school started in September. All I was able to get with the kids was 2 weeks. Blazer decided to come 2 weeks earlier than expected. On Saturday morning, September 18, 2010, at 4:30 am my water broke. We got in the car and drove the hour and a half to St. Vincent Medical Center in Portland. When we arrived, I was only 1 centimeter and in a lot of pain. An hour later I had my epidural and the doctor brought me to 5 centimeters. My labor was pretty easy after the epidural shot. A little after 3 pm, I started to push. At 4:37, Blazer Daniel Brumbach was born.
Blazer weighed 6 lbs 9 ounces and was perfectly healthy. We stayed 2 days at the hospital and brought our new joy and love of our lives home.
It was rough at first with Blazer. He had a hard time digesting breast milk and the formula we were giving him to supplement. He wouldn't sleep at night and only slept in spurts during the day. When he was 6 weeks old, we decided to try him on Soy formula and take him off breast milk. It was the best thing we had done since his birth. He was happier and slept better. By the time I went back to work at the end of November, he was sleeping through the night.
HOW OUR LIVES HAVE CHANGED -
Blazer is now almost 4 months old. He is still sleeping through the night and is growing so fast! He keeps us on our toes and is constantly making us smile, laugh and awe in amazement at the wonderful person we have created. Our lives before Blazer were not terrible by any means but we both felt something was missing. We live 5 hours away from our families and have not made many friends in our town. It's rough being so far away from the ones we love. Finally creating a family of our own seemed like a natural step to take. We are never bored and we definitely never feel alone. It's still hard being away from our families and friends but now we have Blazer, who makes life so much more worth living.
STARTING OFF WITH A BANG -
The grand year of 2010 started off with a beautiful pink line. We were pregnant with our first child. After 8 years together, 2 and a half of which we had been married, we were finally adding to our duo. It was wonderful news to us and gave us 9 anxiety filled months of something precious to look forward to. Blazer's due date was set for Oct. 2, 2010.
BLAZER -
How might someone come up with a name like that? You might ask. Well, Aaron is a die-hard Portland Trailblazers fan. In fact, all the men in his family (a total of 4, 3 sons and the father) are quite the Blazers fans. But it doesn't stop there. Aaron's online aliases are all named for the Blazers and our beloved Oregon Ducks. "BlazerDuck" is a name Aaron uses often for usernames. On the day of our first and only ultrasound of the baby, we found out the bundle of joy was a boy. We had decided way before we got pregnant that we were going to name our first son Landon Daniel. On the car ride home from the ultrasound, we started throwing other names around. "BlazerDuck" came into our conversation somehow and Aaron said, "Well, we can't name him Duck." He proceeded to jokingly say, "We can name him Blazer." He began to laugh but I pondered the idea of having a son named Blazer. I responded with, "I think Blazer is kind of cool. We can name him Blaze for short." From that moment on, we were set on "Blazer."
A GIFT FROM GOD -
Being a teacher, I started my summer off in June. I had pre-arranged to stay in Bend, Oregon, for a few weeks to work for my best friends towards the end of July. I was 29 weeks pregnant when I went to Bend. My doctor, who is in Portland, Oregon, told me I had to make my 30 weeks appointment, even if I was in Bend. After spending a week in Bend, I hit 30 weeks on a Saturday and that following Monday was my appointment.
I didn't get much sleep Sunday night, nothing new with how pregnant I was. Portland is a 3 hour drive from Bend and my appointment was at 3:30 pm. I was going to take someone with me but decided against it. I left Bend in my 5-Speed Mitsubishi Lancer at around 11:30 am on that Monday. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful day. Driving started out well; I had the music playing and AC was on. About an hour into the trip, I started getting really sleepy. No sleep and the pregnancy was catching up to me and quick. I had juice I was sipping on from a metal water bottle, hoping the sugar would keep me awake. I set the car in cruise control when I hit a straight stretch. I was going about 62 mph.
When I woke up...I was hitting the white reflector poles on the right side of the highway. I could hear the rumbling of my tires hitting the ridges in the road. Startled and disoriented, I grabbed the steering wheel and veered to the left, trying to get back onto the highway and avoid more reflector poles. Bad idea... I turned too quickly, the car caught on the highway and starting rolling. I remember letting go of the steering wheel and tucking into my seat, completely awake and aware of what was happening. The sunroof shattered when the roof hit the ground and dirt started pouring into the car. I heard smashing and scratching, all the while hoping this wasn't the end of my life and that the car would land on the wheels. Thankfully, I stopped rolling on the opposite side of the highway and I landed on the wheels.
I didn't really think about what was going on; I just wanted out of the car. I opened my door and got out, barefoot on a hot day. (My sandals came off while I was rolling.) Cars and a semi truck had already pulled over before I got out of the car. I ran to the semi truck driver and asked if it looked like I was hurt. Then I told him I was 30 weeks pregnant. At that moment, I prayed to God. I prayed that the baby was okay and I hadn't just ruined the new life inside of me. The truck driver ran off to get a phone to call 911. I looked back at the car and could not believe I was alive.
When police and paramedics arrived, I had already called my mom, dad and Aaron, who was 5 hours away at home in Rockaway Beach. Dad was on his way to the hospital the paramedics were taking me to. After all was said and done, I was absolutely fine. And so was the baby. In fact, it's quite a miracle. I spent about an hour in the ER. I ended up with a few scratches, bruises and some glass in my hair. The baby was completely unharmed and there wasn't even a scratch or a bruise on my belly.
That was God's gift to me that day, my life and my child were safe.
THE BIRTH OF BLAZER -
I went back to work when school started in September. All I was able to get with the kids was 2 weeks. Blazer decided to come 2 weeks earlier than expected. On Saturday morning, September 18, 2010, at 4:30 am my water broke. We got in the car and drove the hour and a half to St. Vincent Medical Center in Portland. When we arrived, I was only 1 centimeter and in a lot of pain. An hour later I had my epidural and the doctor brought me to 5 centimeters. My labor was pretty easy after the epidural shot. A little after 3 pm, I started to push. At 4:37, Blazer Daniel Brumbach was born.
Blazer weighed 6 lbs 9 ounces and was perfectly healthy. We stayed 2 days at the hospital and brought our new joy and love of our lives home.
It was rough at first with Blazer. He had a hard time digesting breast milk and the formula we were giving him to supplement. He wouldn't sleep at night and only slept in spurts during the day. When he was 6 weeks old, we decided to try him on Soy formula and take him off breast milk. It was the best thing we had done since his birth. He was happier and slept better. By the time I went back to work at the end of November, he was sleeping through the night.
HOW OUR LIVES HAVE CHANGED -
Blazer is now almost 4 months old. He is still sleeping through the night and is growing so fast! He keeps us on our toes and is constantly making us smile, laugh and awe in amazement at the wonderful person we have created. Our lives before Blazer were not terrible by any means but we both felt something was missing. We live 5 hours away from our families and have not made many friends in our town. It's rough being so far away from the ones we love. Finally creating a family of our own seemed like a natural step to take. We are never bored and we definitely never feel alone. It's still hard being away from our families and friends but now we have Blazer, who makes life so much more worth living.
Happy New Year!
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