The Future

So, While I was in South Carolina I was sitting around the breakfast table with my brother-in-law and we had the following conversation:

Chris: Can you believe it is almost 2010? (or something like that...I can't remember how the conversation started...could have involved Back to the Future. I was running on very little sleep)

Me: I know! Where are our flying cars?!?! (because I have deep thoughts like that when talking about the future.)

Chris: Sarah, they will NEVER give us flying cars. EVER. They have the technology...but people are too big of idiots.

Me: Hmmm...I see what you mean. Drunk drivers flying over my house...not a good idea.

Chris: Right.

Me: *flash of brilliance* Well, if they have the TECHNOLOGY, why don't they make flying buses! Then, like a bus driver could totally fly us all around to get us where we want to go! A FLYING BUS!! *beams with pride at idea. Thinking of patenting the rights...We will be BILLIONAIRES*

Chris: ...* Blank stare...waiting for me to catch on*

Me: *smiling at own brilliance*

Me: Oh...wait. That's totally a plane...

Chris: An actual Air Bus *doesn't even try to hide his amusement at me being a fool*

Me: Right. Never mind.* I really thought I was on to something here...*

So...welcome to the future everyone. We are TOTALLY flying around in giant buses. Not nearly as cool as they made it out to be in the movies.

So THAT'S Why I Feel so Terrible...

I have bronchitis. It really explains a lot. Excuse me while I go lay down for the next ten hours.

Thanksgiving in Review

Well, we had an awesome holiday. A packed holiday, but an awesome one. I gotta be honest, I am sorta sick today (had a cold that as of this morning has settled in my chest. Lovely) and not really into detailed blogging, so we are going to go with the old tried and true method of post-baby-pictures-and-hope-everyone-is-happy. Hope that works for you all! Oh...I should mention that I did a TERRIBLE job of photographing Henry's first Thanksgiving. I promise to do better at Christmas! Makes this post all the more enticing, right?? So here we go...
Here is the family at my parents house! Now I know you see this picture and you are like, "Well that's cute! She did a good job with pictures!" WRONG. Because...this is the only one from my parents. THE ONLY ONE. No picture with Nanny and Papaw, no picture with aunts and uncles, no pictures with the THREE great grandparents that were there. NOTHING. Just...us. Still, it came out cute.
So, then the next day....which was actually Thanksgiving day...Henry ate in his high chair for the very first time! I am just adding this to help distract from the lack of family pictures from my parents house. *SHAME*

After the high chair triumph, we went to Nick's dad's house for Thanksgiving. Here is the entire crew! (I only have this picture because someone else was on top of getting it together, then I tossed the picture taker my camera so I could get it too. I really am usually better about this picture taking business)

Granddaddy and Gram loving on their boy. Henry wants to know why I am distracting him from some grandparent love.

And NOW....we are in South Carolina! That's right. Friday we jumped in the car and drove to visit Nick's family. We went with Henry's Nana (not pictured) Aunt Candice (not pictured) and Uncle Chris (also not pictured). Oh...and Nick went (not pictured). But I did get in a photo. Funny how that happens.

Henry meeting cousin Caleb for the first time. So, if Caleb is Nick's cousin, is he Henry's great cousin? His second cousin? I can never remember how that goes.

And here is Henry with his Great Mawmaw! Yes, I took this picture when we were walking out the door Sunday morning because I was all like, "DAMN IT. I didn't even get him in a picture with MAWMAW! So I asked if she would mind, and she was like, "I am NOT taking a picture!" Which I could understand because it was early in the morning and she was in her bath robe and everything, but then I was like, "it's for HENRY" and she was like, "Oh, well then. Ok." Henry has magical powers over Mawmaw.

So, that is our holiday weekend in a nutshell. There was a huge rock slide on the interstate we take to South Carolina, so we went on this two hour detour. And...yeah, that sucked. And Henry was sick and I was sick, but we still had a great visit. We love sharing our sweet boy with all the family that loves him so. Hope you all enjoyed the holiday weekend too!

Happy Thanksgiving!

We have so much to be thankful for this year. Happy Thanksgiving from our family to yours. Hope everyone has a wonderful holiday!

Late Night Thoughts

We are doing Thanksgiving with my parents tomorrow. Nick and Henry are both sound asleep, and I am up cooking. Another thirty minutes before the last dish is out of the oven. I totally feel like my mom right now. Did your all's moms do that? Cook in the middle of the night once everyone was asleep? I guess that was the time my mom could find to get things done. Funny how I never gave it much thought until now. Anyway, while I wait for the corn pudding to come out of the oven, I thought I would do a post about what is on my mind....so...here we go.

• I think I put too much butter in the sweet potatoes. Is there such thing as too much butter? We will find out tomorrow.
• Henry is sick. Booooo. He isn't sick enough to need medicine or the doctor, just sick enough to have snot pouring out of his nose, constant coughing and sneezing, and basically to be mildly miserable. Happy Freakin' Holidays.
• We are heading to South Carolina on Friday, which I really and truly excited about...except....we will be with a sick baby. Happy Freakin' Holidays Deluxe Edition! Be jealous of Nana and Uncle Chris who will be in the car with us for the 7-8 hour trip. Please let him sleep, please let him sleep...
• Breast Feeding seems to be going a little better. Thank you all for your wonderful advice and support. I will definitely try some of your suggestions. I completely forgot about oats helping, so I will start having oatmeal again for breakfast. I plan to pick up the Mothers Milk Tea, I will try to pump more, but I already have been working on that...still, everything was a great help and your support is just awesome.
• On a lighter note, I am completely and utterly in love with show Glee. Like to the point that it is ridiculous. I actually created a Glee radio station on Pandora...and I am not going to lie. It is awesome.
• My Glee radio station plays a great deal of Broadway music, including the play Wicked. I am now also ridiculously in love with it, even though I have never seen it and don't really know what it is about.
• Also, this same station may or may not constantly play Disney music. The Lion King, The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast. I act all embarrassed and like, "Oh PANDORA?!?! WHY would you think I want to hear CARTOONS?" When it comes on at work, but then I secretly give it a thumbs up because I LOVE Disney music.
• So New Moon...yeah, I wasn't in love with it. And this is from a pretty huge fan of the books. I just don't think I like many movies that are based after my favorite books. I am that annoying person that is all like, "But the book is so much BETTER....." I did love Jacob. Man, they nailed him. The rest of it...just meh.

Okay, back to the kitchen. Gotta get this cooking finished so I can eventually get into bed. Not sure how mom did this every holiday...

Feeding Guilt

I am having some guilt issues when it comes to feeding Henry. Number one on this guilt list is my reduction in breast milk. Actually, I am not even sure it is a reduction as much as it is just simply not enough for him. I look at him, and he is healthy and thriving. He is small for his age, but that has always been. He has grown right along side the 5% weight category. Never dropping below, never having a "failure to thrive" issue. His doctor doesn't seem worried. She says it takes a while for my body to catch up, that this is normal at six months. Still. It is so hard to look at him once he is done nursing, done after only five or ten minutes, and I know he wants more. I know he is OK, but not really full. To see his face ask, "so...that's all you got??".

I called my doctor and they put me on some medicine to help. It will be the third time I am on it. I guess this is an issue I have been having for a long time now, which I just didn't talk about. I have cute caffeine 100%. I am drinking as much water as I can during the day. I am trying. Still, I feel guilty. I feel disappointed in my body. I had a ton of milk before I went back to work, and I know that was only seven weeks in, but my supply has never been the same since. So, I blame work. I blame my body. I blame my infertility. I blame my thyroid. All reasons to explain why I see the look on his face that asks for more food.

I have thought about supplementing. But...I don't want to. I feel like it will be the beginning of the end of breast feeding. Then I have a new wave of guilt because I truly don't know if I don't want to stop breast feeding for him or for me. I love it. I love the time together, I love providing for him. I just love it. And I know that it is best for him, but is it still the best for him if I am not making enough milk? Am I actually not making enough milk? He seems healthy and happy...he sleeps through the night. Maybe it is enough, but it seems as if it is just enough. Nothing more. Nothing extra. Just enough.

So, we are coming to the end of the rope. Taking one last ditch effort to get my supply up before we truly discuss other options. This last time I called the doctor to ask once again for the medicine, they happily called it in. I talked with the nurse about my reluctance to supplement, but my concerns about my supply. She reassured me that it is FINE to be on the medicine again. That some women with Thyroid issues require it all the time. That if I don't want to supplement, they will find a way to get my milk supply up. She seemed so sure. I so hope she is right.

Six Month Pictures (Finally)

So, here they are. I am sure they are not that impressive seeing as how I have been talking about them as if they are the holy grail of pictures for the past week. In reality, the entire picture taking deal was a little annoying because the place was CRAZY busy due to everyone wanting holiday pictures and what not. Usually they work with us forever, let me change his clothes as much as I want, and basically will happily shoot pictures of him for hours. This time it was much more along the lines of "click, click, done" . Still, I totally love them.

Precious six month old boy.

A six month old boy who can totally sit up by himself and didn't even need that bobby behind him "just in case". Of course, I was shocked by this. His stamina for sitting up at the picture place was incredible. At home he lasts maybe a minute.

He wishes he was on the move!

Then...well...we sorta joined the group of crazies who wanted the holiday pictures taken. But seriously, how sweet are these?!?!

One of my favorite pictures ever. Really wish there wasn't a Christmas tree in it so I could have it out all year long.

Tummy time under the tree

And finally, one last shot of the family. We actually bought the other one, but I thought this came out cute too. And that's it. Was it worth the hype? Probably not.