Six Months

Today Liam is six months old!

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You can’t tell in the picture above, or any of the following pictures–good job, son–but Liam is a pretty content baby and an absolute joy to be around. Even when he’s being fussy all I have to do is hold him and stand up. If it gets really bad, then I sing “Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes” in his ear and he instantly gets quiet and his cries turn into little baby sniffles. Yeah, my heart melts on a daily basis over here.

He’s like most six month olds in that he puts  e v e r y t h i n g  in his mouth. Except parsnips. He’s not a fan of those. And eggs, he’s on the fence about eggs. But everything else is free game; especially his Sophie. He LOVES her!

He already has two teeth and is gearing up for two more (I think the top two are next?). And he is a drool machine. I cannot handle all of the drool.

He hates being on his tummy but is slowly tolerating more time on it. So, he can roll onto his back but not off of it. There aren’t really any signs of him crawling soon. But he is sitting up with minimal assistance! He especially enjoys sitting on someone’s lap and facing the arm of a chair/couch and hearing his nails scratch the fabric.

Liam is a great sleeper! Well, as in he sleeps through the night, 7pm-7am, but dealing with him unswaddling himself was not giving me an uninterrupted 12hrs of sleep. So, after about two months of trying to figure out how to get him used to his legs and arms being free, we just cut him off from the swaddle cold turkey… and we moved him out of our room last week. He’ll still wake up once or twice in the night but those moments are much less frequent; like last night, he woke up at 5am, chirped once or twice, and then went right back to sleep! Thank you, son. Thank you.

He’s a quiet observer. He doesn’t seem shy, just like he’s sitting back, taking it all in and assessing his surroundings. I wish I was more like that. It’s great taking him out in public or hanging out with our friends… unless you get loud in his face. He doesn’t enjoy that – but who does, really?

He’s not consistently chatty but can be. He’s learning and making new sounds all of the time. Lately he’s been fake coughing. I have no clue where that came from because Will and I don’t really cough. With my allergies I’ve been sneezing most mornings–thank you, Scotland–but no coughing. So, maybe that’s his “sneeze”? I don’t know, either way, it’s one of his noises.

He LOVES bath time! He kicks and splashes and moves around so much in the water. His new thing is to be belly-down in the water, raise his head and chest high, and start kicking his legs. It’s pretty freakin’ adorable!

Oh man, six months. Six months!

Happy half birthday, Liam!

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All pictures by the talented Ms. Fleck last month in Harrison Park East!

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A Brain Dump (+ Photos!!)

Tomorrow Liam will be 20 weeks – TWENTY WEEKS!! I can’t believe it’s been that long… or that short? I can’t tell just yet ;) So much has happened within these last four plus months and at the same time nothing has happened. I mean, Liam is blowing my mind, and taking care of him is such a joy, but, I know it’s not as exciting to you as it is to me.

Or maybe it is? I don’t know.

So, if you don’t mind, I’m just gonna dump it all out and we’ll take it from there. Thanks.

I’ve started exercising again! A friend gifted me her Kayla Itsines’ BBG workout and  I’ve died about five times now; but it feels good to be exercising again. I can’t do her guides completely (my body is not ready for mountain climbers or burpees) but most of it is pretty doable. I’ve got a looooong way to go.

Will is working from home now and it’s been great. I wasn’t sure it was a good idea at first (I wasn’t sure I had the self-discipline to leave him alone all day), but after seeing how Will and Liam have grown closer because of the extra time Will is spending at home has made it worth it! I have nothing but heart eyes for these two!

I love catching Liam’s silly faces on camera!!

I will forever love Dean Bridge for this view.

I made goat’s milk soap with my friend, Aya, and love it. Everyone’s getting soap for Christmas!

Friends of ours moved back to the States so we bought their tv for dirt cheap. It’s made binging on Suits much more enjoyable. Though, I do have to share it with Will and Liam so they can watch their sports.

Our MC (Missional Community) spent a Sunday at the beach. I wish there were more days like this one during the summer.

I went to a breastfeeding clinic last week and Liam put on a show for the nurses – as in he did his new trick of feeding for only three minutes and crying for the better part of an hour. The midwives confirmed that he is teething and recommended Ashton & Parsons Infants’ Powder; it’s a game changer! He hasn’t put on much weight in the last month so this should help with that.

was using cloth diapers on Liam but then he started soiling his outfit every time so I went back to paper diapers. I’m hoping he’ll put on some more weight now that he’s eating better so we can go back to cloth. We’re using BumGenius diapers that we inherited from a sweet friend and it’s such a money saver! Honestly, I kinda don’t like using cloth, but I dislike spending the money on paper more – sooooo yeah.

I just bought River Cottage’s Baby & Toddler Cookbook and can’t wait to use it!

I’m on an organising spree so I’ve got Evernote and iBank on my phone – meal planning and budgeting FTW!

I just celebrated my 32nd birthday (woah!!) and it was such a pleasant day. Will was away in Sweden for the weekend so I was happy to have him home. We made a big breakfast, spent 90 minutes looking for a movie to watch on Netflix (as you do), gave Liam a bath, and did a little shopping. It wasn’t much but I loved every minute of it!

My Mom Story

If you follow me on Instagram then you probably have seen that Will and I welcomed a new addition to our family a handful of weeks ago… so, I thought I’d tell you about it.

William “Liam” Ramirez Kelly born Wednesday, 20th May 2015 at 14:02 | 7lbs 11oz | 21.5 inches

When I was 35 weeks pregnant I had a scan confirming that I had Placenta Previa (a low-lying placenta) and so I had to have a cesarean section. I got the c-section date, and new due date, of May 20th. Honestly, I was really nervous about this. I had never had a surgery like this before and I wasn’t looking forward to the hospital stay; I knew I would just want to go home as soon as possible (nurses don’t make very good patients). I was worried about the recovery and being even more useless after having felt useless most of the pregnancy. Would I even be able to pick up my baby?? I also felt like I would be missing out on a womanly rite of passage. Where would my water break? How many expletives would I yell in a single push? How long would I be in labour? Would I be able to handle the contractions? So, many things I was expecting to go through, and quite honestly, was looking forward to going through them. Now, I wouldn’t get the chance.

Everything the morning of the 20th happened so slowly until my name was called to get prepped for the surgery. From that point on it was as if everything went into hyperdrive! We went upstairs to change into our gowns and then we were walked straight into the OR where the staff were waiting for me. The next thing I know I’ve got two IV’s in my hand, a needle in my back, and the staff are lifting my heavy legs onto the table. In no time Will is sitting by my side, I’m numb from the chest down, and a barrier is put up so I can’t see the surgeon at work. It was all getting so real so fast.

I’m not sure how long I thought it would take to hear my baby’s first cries but I think it took all of 1.3 seconds! He came out of the womb crying and as soon as I heard our baby I immediately started crying. See, the whole pregnancy I wondered how I could/would love someone I hadn’t even met yet! Will would talk to my belly every day telling our baby how much he loved it but I didn’t. I didn’t know how I felt towards our baby because I didn’t feel attached to it yet. It wasn’t until we got the cesarean date when I actually started to look forward to meeting our baby. I wondered who it would look like, me or Will? What would its cries sound like? Would I be able to breastfeed? Would it hurt? All of these questions made me eager to meet our little guy and get stuck into motherhood. But I still didn’t know how I felt towards our baby. At least not until I heard him cry. The minute I heard him cry I felt connected to him — I knew I loved him.

After Will came back from helping clean up Liam, we took a couple of selfies while the surgeon stitched me up. Then I was wheeled into recovery to get some blood, breast feed (which, surprisingly, doesn’t hurt like hell until later), and let our families know how it all went. I ended up in a private room on the ward – praise God! – and stayed for only two days.

Coming home with Liam was another overwhelming moment. Seeing him in our flat in his moses basket was too much for me to handle — we were all home! I went into the bathroom and cried. Will had followed me in there and held me as I repeatedly said how much I love our little boy.

The last 5 1/2 weeks with him have been an eye opening roller coaster. I am thirsty All. The. Time. We have an amazing community that loves us and loves our son. I am sooooo tired but don’t like naps. I’m not as useless as I thought I would be for as long as I feared I would be for. My hanger has gone to new levels. Our families are absolutely wonderful! My mommy brain is far worse than my pregnancy brain ever was. Liam is eating Like. A. Boss. I’ve realized exactly how bad I am at asking for help and accepting it. I want more kids! I have the greatest husband in the whole world! And I’m so in love with our son!

One thing I didn’t anticipate is how much I love being a mom. I was nervous that my selfish self would struggle with my new “ball ‘n chain” but I love it. I don’t mind that I can’t just up and leave or that Will and I can’t sit in a cafe for a few hours. None of that matters as much as they used to. Of course, the tiredness is soooooo intense sometimes and breastfeeding can hurt like a B and I struggle to put complete sentences together but I don’t mind it as much as i thought I would. I’m finding so much joy in being a mom – especially being Liam’s mom!

So, there you have it. My mom story!