I have been BUSY. It doesn’t feel like it, because I spend most of my time either with Noah or on the computer (working) but when I think about it, I really have been super busy. Joshua and I have been preparing for my mother’s visit (she is flying in on Friday along with my brother and stepfather!) as well as getting different odds and ends done around the apartment. I finally put a bunch of baby stuff up for sale, and we got some things up on eBay as well. Noah and I have a bunch of appointments scheduled for this week, and even though I am really looking forward to his two month well-baby visit, I feel kind of like a student who left her homework at home.

Joshua and I don’t entirely agree with our pediatrician on vaccines. We do want to vax, but not quite the same way she wants us to, and she has a knack for trying to guilt us into it. We’re firm on our position (or else we wouldn’t hold one) but I’m not looking forward to any possible argument. Hopefully she will understand when I tell her what I’ve researched and learned and just how we feel overall. Perhaps giving her our own, modified, vax schedule will mollify her a bit.

I do love how pro-breastfeeding she is though. She has had some excellent advice, even though it was stuff I knew from reading Kellymom, and she agrees with the AAP on the minimum of one year/delayed solids. That makes my job a little easier when the time comes to discuss extended nursing (I use the term discuss loosely) and makes me feel like I have somewhere to go to if we need help. Thankfully we haven’t run into many problems so far.

I’m hungry and a little tired, so I am going to go veg out on some online communities for a quick break while Noah sleeps. 5 AM - yeesh.

New pictures are uploaded to my “nursing” Flickr set to go with my new LJ icon. I used to go months without changing it but now I keep having new things to put up! Noah spent most of today attached to me (in fact, he just barely let me put him in his swing about 20 minutes ago so I could get a short break) and at one point, there was good enough lighting that I asked Joshua to bring me the camera. These are, quite literally, just snapshots…but I love the way they turned out.

Every day is an experience of its own. I never imagined that an infant could have such personality, but he does, he really does. One of my favorite times of each day is right after we wake up, when he’s snuggled up against me eating…and then right after that, when we’re spending some time “talking” together. He started smiling a couple of weeks ago, and he likes to talk back to me. He also loves it when I stick my tongue out at him because he’ll smile and stick his out at me (or try to, because he tends to not get it much farther than his lips).

I wish I could write more about these days but I spend so much time either working (and taking care of him) or holding him. At the same time, I rather be experiencing his life than sitting at a computer writing about it. I can do the writing later, right?

Joshua and I are getting a rhythm down, too. We’re able to clean, work, take care of Noah and play Rappelz (for the most part). We’ve also learned how to find a little bit of time in each day for us to ‘enjoy’ each other. I never knew how much I needed that part of our marriage until recently, but God knows I do.

I am trying to read my Bible again. It has been so long since I picked it up (once in the past six months or so, and that was for a funeral where it went unopened) but having Noah, I feel like I need God in my life again. The difference this time is that the feeling isn’t going away, like it usually does.

Mom is coming to visit with my stepdad and brother in exactly two weeks. I am bursting with excitement! I never knew I could be this happy and content, but with my husband and my son, how could I be anything else? Mom is just the icing on the cake.

*sighs happily*

ETA: Also posted baby smiles. =)

Now I understand why mothers usually designate laundry days, and do dishes only when absolutely necessary. I can’t find an entire free day to get the apartment clean - I’m lucky, really, if I can get a couple of hours free to make dinner or put up clothes…and that is when my husband helps. Noah doesn’t really like being left “alone” (ie: not in someone’s arms) for longer than a few minutes, and if we dare try him in his swing when he isn’t sleepy enough, we must do penance by holding him an extra half hour.

Not that I really mind, because he is the easiest baby in the world to hold when he isn’t kicking off groinal areas.

I really intended to wait to write in here until I could get Noah’s birth story posted, as I thought there was nothing more apt than having his birth story be the beginning of this blog’s own rebirth. The thing is, it is really long…longer than I could have imagined possible…so I want to write a shorter version for actually posting. And truth be told, I might not find time to do that until Noah is six months old (or I could find time today, who knows?).

He is a month old today…where does the time go? The only thing I know how to do is try to preserve every memory…and thank God that I am not doing this on my own. Joshua has been invaluable throughout labor, delivery and our short experience with parenthood.