Show and Tell

I've been working on a project, found HERE.  Remember this post?  Well, I've been working on learning to sew.  My first project?  A quilt for Micah.  I am nothing if not ambitious.  My lines are not the straightest.  But I love it, and I love sewing, and I'm looking forward to many more projects.  So here is me completing my first sewing project...

Eleven Weeks Old

Micah is eleven weeks old today.  I realized yesterday that Micah has teeth coming in.  He has started drooling in the last couple weeks.  I knew that meant that soon we would have teeth.  Well yesterday when he was "talking" to me, I noticed that two little rice on his bottom gum.  I called mom over, and she affirmed that they were definitely teeth peeking through his gum.  He growing too fast.  He's very active, kicking his legs and waving his arms, and he follows you with his eyes when you move across his field of vision.  He loves to converse, and if you talk, he will talk to you.  I also think it's about time to go clothes shopping for 3-6 month clothes.

Micah's being dedicated on February 13, so we're preparing for that.  More on that in a couple weeks, but his outfit has been chosen.

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A day late...

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We had a busy weekend.  Here's a quick rundown...
We took pictures with Auntie Angel Saturday morning.  A sampling of those will be posted later in the week.

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 Saturday evening, we attended a baby shower in anticipation of the next addition to the family.  Mikey's sister and her husband are expecting a little girl in March.  We can't wait.

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Speaking of babies, my dad had a dream about fish.  Do you know what that means?  Dreams about fish  mean someone close to the dreamer is pregnant.  I wonder who it's going to be, because I know who it's not: ME!  I don't know what I would do if I became pregnant again so soon.  Fainting comes to mind.

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Sunday we had fellowship with other churches in our region, and we got to see Jelly again, though he and Micah slept through most of the meeting.  We found the beginnings of teeth too.  We also went to a birthday party for Mikey's (step-grandmother) who we love to pieces.

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Sunday evening, though, was not the best.  Micah had a rough time with colic.  He cried so pitifully.  But, thank heavens for grandmothers!  They know how to make things better.  Mimi certainly saved the night for us. 

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Sunday night, Micah slept in his crib all night.  He woke to eat once.  Hallelujah!  We're going to continue to try him sleeping in his crib, and not in bed with mommy. 

Learning

Way back in February of last year, Mikey and I purchased a Nikon D5000.  I have been promising myself since then (almost a year) that I would learn to take better pictures.  I haven't started that process yet, but no more.  I can't afford to pay to take a class, but I've found THIS online course, and I will participate, starting next week. 

HERE is the first lesson. I'll post my work samples at the end of each week. Wish me luck.

Micah & Me: Family Edition

Church

I can't believe I forgot to blog about our first visit to church as a family.  Please excuse the fact that Micah is staring off into space, and my hair is doing it's own thing.  And why does my smile look like it's   taking up all of my face?   Anyway...

Church is such an integral part of our lives.  Growing up, I was in church just about every Sunday.  I enjoyed church.  I knew that I would get to see my friends.  I also knew that my grandfather would have lots of quarters in his pocket, so that all his grandchildren, and a few other kids too, could buy something from the snack machine.  But the thing that stands out to me the most is the feeling that I would get when I entered the sanctuary.  I always knew that the spirit of the Lord was in that place.  It's a feeling that I am afraid is not in every church.  I missed my church when I moved out of state for graduate school. I still enjoy the fellowship that I find at church.  I also still know that some Sundays my grandfather has a pocket full of quarters.   I hope that Micah has the same type of experience with church that I did growing up.  We all need the peace that comes with knowing that we are loved unconditionally, despite our flaws.  That's something that I always found in church.

Cradle Crap

I know it's cradle cap, and Micah has it.

 And I hate it. So we've been oiling his hair and scratching the flakes out.  Hopefully it will be gone soon.

Ten Weeks Old

Micah is ten weeks old today.  He had his first play-date with Jellybean this week.  He is starting to drool enough to need a bib.  He is much more verbal than before, and loves interacting with others.  He coos constantly, particularly to women and strangers.  He visited his grandmother's gravesite for the first time, though he did so from the warmth of the car.  He met his Auntie Angel for the first time, and another uncle for the first time also.  He is starting to fight sleep.  It's so funny to see his little eyes drifting shut, only for them to pop wide open as soon as he figures out that he's falling asleep.  Micah is also much more active, staying awake for longer periods of time.  He waves his little arms, and his legs are always in motion, even in his sleep.  He scoots in his sleep.  He is reaching the limits of his 0-3 month clothes, and will soon be transitioning to 3-6 months.  I love my little boy.

Micah's First Play-Date

Micah had his first play-date with his buddy Jelly.  And mommy and daddy got to hang out and have dinner with Jelly's parents.  I think it was win-win for everyone.

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Ain't No Sunshine...

One year ago today, we lost a beautiful person, and our world became a dimmer place to be.  My mother-in-law passed away after a long, hard-fought battle with illness.  It rained on that day, and all I remember is speeding home in the rain, with tears rolling down my face, to be with Mikey.  We all know that if we live long enough death will take someone we love away from us.  We just wish it wasn't so soon.  I wish she had gotten the chance to meet Micah and vice versa.

She was a real inspiration to so many people, and we miss her everyday.

Micah & Me

Because I think it's hilarious!

Look Who's Here!

Micah finally got to meet his Auntie Angel.  He gave her a huge smile as soon as I handed him to her.  In the second picture you can see the end of that smile.  I just couldn't get my camera up in time to catch it.  I love the last picture.  It looks like he's in awe of her.  I think she's pretty awe inspiring, because I couldn't do what she's doing. (Hence the reason I will be paying back student loans for the rest of my life.)  She held him every chance she got after that, and babysat today.  I think Micah likes her.

iRamble

Here we go with yet another rambling post...

Hi. My name is Tasha, and I am a mac.  I have found that I like apple products.  I love my iPod and MacBook.  However, I will not be jumping on the iPad bandwagon or the iPhone bandwagon either.  At least not just yet.  My MacBook works well enough for me.  I don't feel the need to purchase an iPad to go with it.  I also love my Android phone, and will not be giving it up for no stinking iPhone.

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I attempted to make onesies for Micah for every month.  That did not go well.  The first iron-on transfers that I used just did not work.  The image wouldn't transfer onto the onesies.  Big fat fail.  The second iron-on transfers that I tried, worked!  However, it rubbed right back off with any contact.  Another big fat fail.  So, short of ordering personalized onesies, which I will not do, I think that idea is scrapped.  Though I do have another idea that I will work on.  If it works, you'll see it here.

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I don't get to spend as much time with my youngest brother as I used to for various reasons. But I love the time that I do get to spend with him.  He has recently started requesting to spend time with us.  His usual reason is that he needs to see his nephew.  I love that little boy.

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Micah is starting to drool.  Not cute. But the bibs that he will wear are.

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I am super excited for the Super Bowl.  My team is at home chilling, but that won't stop me from choosing a side and cheering for both teams.

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We found out not so recently that we're having a niece instead of a nephew. (I forgot to update.)  Hopefully, boy or girl, the baby will arrive healthy.  She (or he) will be spoiled regardless.  And since we're talking about new babies, one of my girlfriends is having a baby too.  So many new blessings being added to our lives.

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Auntie Angel will be home soon, and I'm so excited.  She has informed my mother and I that if Micah is not present at the airport to pick her up, we might as well not come.  That's Angel for you.

Nine Weeks Old

Micah is nine weeks old, and he went to the doctor today for his two month check up.  Fortunately, this morning was nowhere near the mad house in the waiting room that we encountered at his first doctor's appointment.  We checked in, and waited to be called back.  While waiting, we encountered the cutest little two year old. She already understands that Carolina is better than Clemson.  Thumbs up to her ya-ya for teaching her the way to go.  There was also a little one, who appeared to be Micah's age.  They were the same size.  However, this baby was able to control his head and upper body. He was looking around and smiling and cooing at everyone.   Micah is not at that point yet.  I realized that the other baby must be at least a month or two older than Micah.  Then another lady came in with her baby, who was obviously around the same age as Micah, and he was smaller than Micah.  He had some head control, but was a little wobbly, and he couldn't control his upper body like the first baby.  Just like Micah.  I was a little worried about  my baby's weight before the doctor's visit, but sitting in the waiting room, I got really worried.  Finally, we were called back, just as the waiting room started to fill up.

First he was weighed and measured. Micah has grown! He now weighs in at twelve pounds, which is double his birth weight.  Uncle Monkey has informed me that Micah should not have reached this milestone until he reached five months of age. He is now 22 inches long.   And my poor baby.  He had to have two shots.  When the nurse stuck him the first time, he screamed.  Then he realized that it hurt, and he kept screaming.  He did calm down after I picked him up, but his cry face was so cute.   He got two purple band-aids on his chubby legs, got dressed, and we left the building. 

He is growing so fast, and I wish I could bottle him up, and keep a part of him this age forever.  Another part of me however, is ready to see the personality that we are catching glimpses of now, and the man that he will grow to be. 

Pieces of Hope

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The hope of a secure and livable world lies with disciplined 

nonconformists who are dedicated to justice, peace and brotherhood.

                                            ~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

On my way to take Micah to the doctor's office this morning, the radio program that I was listening to played a clip of one of Dr. King's speeches.  The speech included Dr. King explaining about being stabbed, and receiving  a letter from a young lady.  He went on to explain that if he had sneezed after he was stabbed the knife would have severed his aorta, and he would have bled to death.  The young lady's letter said that she was happy he had not sneezed.  I, too, am happy that he did not sneeze.

Dr. King gave a nation pieces of hope, with his vision and his eloquent speech.  He inspired a nation to stand together to fight against the injustices that had been for centuries.  Listening to that clip this morning reminded me of the rights and opportunities that I have today that were not the reality for my great-grandmother my age, or even my grandmother.  Listening to that clip gave me pieces of hope for my son, that he will live in a world were the dreams of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. are realized.  I hope to see the day.

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