Today I turn 10 weeks pregnant. Jeremiah turned 5 months old last week. It seems as though time is flying by. It's just so funny because I feel like this is a carbon copy of last year. I will be the same weeks pregnant on Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's, Valentine's Day, our anniversary, etc. as I was last year. I have deja vu all the time and it's pretty funny. My poor husband...he is so sweet and has been very sweet to me especially when he knows I am feeling cruddy. He even lets me sleep late when he's not working. I don't know where I found him or what I did to deserve him but he's definitely a keeper! I'm so glad my son(s)/daughter(s) will have such a great role model.
Speaking of feeling bad, I have found the cure for nausea. If I drink a cup of caffeinated coffee in the morning, I don't get nauseous all day. Just one cup, for all you crazy cats that don't do anything while you're pg...like eat cookie dough...which I totally don't too...too often. I tested my theory this morning and skipped the coffee and sure enough, I got nauseous around 12ish. I couldn't stand the smell of coffee while I was pregnant with Jeremiah so I never figured this out. I'm not saying it works for everyone but, hey, it's worth a shot for those who are sick all the time!
Jeremiah is still cute, in case anybody was wondering. He has started leaning forward to grab his feet. When you lay him down, he immediately lifts his legs up in the air and grabs his toes. Great position for changing a diaper (thanks son!) He is beginning to really enjoy bathtime. I got a video the other day of him splashing all the water out of the baby bath tub. I would love to post it but I'm sure I'd be deemed a child molester/abuser and they would take him away from me so I'll refrain. I'll just save it for his girlfriends when he starts dating. I'm sure he'll be thrilled. He really is the happiest baby I've ever seen. He greets me with a huge gummy smile every morning and laughs and screams with joy as we do our morning routine. He has gotten on a good nap schedule (3 naps a day, YES!) when we're at home. If we're out, sometimes he will sleep and sometimes he won't. The other day he stayed with Lollee and didn't nap a lot at all but slept straight from 7:30pm to 6am. I woke up right before 6 scared to death that he was laying in there not breathing or something. Silence is beautiful but scary at times. Thankfully, he is alive and kicking every time I go to wake him. I know that's something every mother goes through and no matter how many times it happens, I still have a heart attack when I walk in his room and see the blanket completely over his head. Some have advised me about sleep sacks and I've considered it. I just love sleeping with the covers over MY face so I can understand...he likes the warmth. He has his head turned so I know he's getting plenty of air. That is the latest on J-man.
We (Lollee, the kiddos and I) took him to the beach last week while Dad worked his life away (thank you sweetie!) I was so excited to watch Jeremiah's reaction to the ocean, although I did not dip him in it considering it is probably freezing by now. It was interesting to see him on the beach as he has not yet learned how to breathe in the wind. He sucks in air really fast and holds his breath. He didn't pass out, but every few seconds I heard him breath in quickly. He did like watching the ocean but I couldn't hold him forever and we didn't bring anything to sit on so I took him back to the room and he napped while we went back out and sat in the sun for a little while. He did pretty well sleeping in a new place. It was loud with all the people, the television, and the construction crews outside that were renovating the condos. He also fared very well in the car, only crying a few times if he was hungry or had a dirty diaper. For a 7-hour trip, I have to say I am very proud of him. It makes me feel a lot better about taking him places overnight.
He got to meet his great-grandmother and great-grandfather as well. Grandmama, as we call her, wants him to call her "Gigi" (for GreatGrandmother) instead of trying to make him say "Grandmama". He liked them. Grandaddy made faces at him and he thought that was pretty funny. I'm so glad they got to meet him and that I had the chance to get to know them better. We had a great time talking with each other and sharing meals. It was very cold so we spent a good amount of time inside. I loved it. We drank tea, coffee, and made cinnamon buns while we chatted.
Here are a few pictures of our trip:
Jeremiah and Mama snuggling on the beach
Grandaddy and Grandmama with J
My 5-month old loves meal time!
So do the kiddos!
I also made a pumpkin cake roll to take with us...didn't get a picture of that (it seemed to disappear quickly...ahem...Mom...ahem). Here is the link to this delicious dessert:
http://southerntempler.blogspot.com/2012/10/pumpkin-cake-roll.html
Go make one. You'll be glad you did!
Love,
Hannah Elise
