Finding the magic
Yesterday, despite feeling like a zombie for not getting to bed until 2am due to Midnight Mass and the idle chit chat afterwards, it was wonderful. It was the best Christmas ever. For once I wasn’t worried if any one would like their gift or not. I think having a child restored my innocense. I saw Christmas for what it really was…giving, being with those you love, and fellowship.
Not only did John help me see what yesterday was all about, but somehow I managed to rediscover the love I have for my husband. Love does change and recently, I’ve only felt our love get stronger and feel like it did four years ago when we first got married. We’ve both matured and grown. Now Bryan is a proud papa and it shows everywhere we go. It meant so much to me yesterday when we were with a group of our friends that he walked away from his guy pals to come over to me and help me feed John. Though he’s getting less picky about the bottle, he’s still picky 
. Sometimes Bry has some sort of magic that washes over John and gets him to eat.
Oh, we even did manage to get a powder sugar dusting or less of snow yesterday morning. It made my heart warm when I saw it falling while I was rolling my home made crescent rolls.
And I know I keep promising pics. The camera is away from my desk and it’s dark…not gonna fumble around and risk stirring John from his new found slumber.
*hugs*
~Jen
‘Tis the Season When my Head Spins
Don’t get me wrong, I adore this time of year. I enjoy getting together with family and friends for Christmas. It’s just that there is so much stuff surrounding the holy hoilday that makes me about go bonkers. Let me give a run down of this year:
1. Today made dough for my home made crescent rolls and made my cranberry salad. Later, we go to one mass for John to “play” baby Jesus. Then we have a true Midnight mass which we have to be early to for choir rehearsal. (rewind to yesterday where I baked 12 dozen cookies.)
2. Tomorrow, up for warm hugs, kisses, and gift un-wrapping. Then it’s back to the kitchen for me to bake away some more. Then load up the car with gifts, loads of food, and let’s not forget our family hehe.
3. On down the road a few days we have our anniversary. We opted to not do the marriage blessing this year since the hospital visit hindered our ability to send out the paperwork to get it done. Besides, when I am full blown Catholic, virtually no paperwork for it. Woo! Our anniversary is on a Sunday, so we also have mass that day.
4. Then there’s New Year’s, dunno what we’re doing for that. I hope nothing in all honesty.
5. Then my birthday is shortly there after. I really don’t know if I want it to be a quiet celebration with just my family or if I’d actually like a party all to myself. I’m so used to sharing my b-day with others or smashing it with one of the other celebrations, it’d be nice to have my b-day be MY b-day, ya know? Though I know this happening would be nearly not possible due to many other friends’ b-days surrounding mine and the fact that everyone is all partied out from Christmas and New Year’s.
Somewhere in there I need to step back and breathe, relax, and ENJOY the season. I do have pics of our white Christmas time. It’s not snow, but frozen fog. Yes, frozen fog. It’s really neat. I’ll get pics uploaded tonight or maybe tomorrow after John plays Jesus so I can have those up too. 
Oh, great kid’s book for tomorrow, “The Christmas Miracle of Jonathan Toomey”. Seriously, get it, read it, cry. I did.
Merry Christmas!!
*hugs*
~Jen
Confused
Alright, as my loyal readers know, apparently I wasn’t producing enough for my son. However, last night at bed time, I gave him only me. For the first time ever he slept over 8 solid hours. So when he woke up, I gave him just me again and for 25 minutes he went to town. He only fussed when he broke off to get burped.
Yesterday he hardly took the bottle. In fact, most of the time he looked scared and screamed when he saw the bottle. Poor guy had terrible gas that even the gas medicine didn’t cure. So only for one day did he take the bottle just fine.
I have no idea what to do now. In the hospital he wasn’t getting enough, apparently. But now that we’re home, he seems to be chowing down on me just fine. I dunno what to do!
*hugs*
~Jen
Update
John is indeed a lot better. We laid him down to sleep at 9pm and he woke up at 2am to eat. It’s now after 7am and he’s still sleeping. I even did the paranoid mommy check (did that in the hospital too since the IV machine was louder than his breathing). I dig the once a night wake ups.
And yes, it was very heartbreaking to see the tubes and wires all over the place. I was nervous about holding him then because I didn’t want to trip and tug one of the tube/wires. The night they disconnected all that stuff, I let him sleep on my chest. Oh how I missed that! We’d nap like that once a day at home.
Bry is also better. He only had a tiny twinge of the bug. He bounced back before dinner time. I’m still healthy as well. For once my poor immune system didn’t snag a fun new bug. Hehe.
*hugs*
~Jen
A visit to the hospital
John went into the hospital Sunday night thanks to some rather explosive poo and exorcist type vomiting. That lovely bug has been traveling around our community as of late and he got it. Poor tyke was dehydrated, they stuck an IV in his head and monitored his heart rate. We just got home today and he’s doing so much better.
Sadly, while there, we discovered that I don’t produce enough milk. We’re now doing formula and the good ol’ boob juice. On a good note it means we can have a babysitter now since pumping was a PITA (took forever, which yeah, duh, not producing enough). Today I even went out to get things we needed since the hubby kinda came down with the bug too. It was rather liberating driving again, let alone driving alone and w/out a massive diaper bag.
*hugs*
~Jen
Droolin’, Droolin’, Droolin’
Yes, that sign that a baby is about to cut teeth has started. I’m so not ready for that to happen yet. But the bibs full of spit tell me that the day is near for the first tooth. I even had a dream last night that he cut four teeth at once. I had this goal to be able to breastfeed John for his entire first year. I’ve also said that once he gets teeth, I’m done. Sure, I could pump, but I’d rather play with my son than be hooked up like a milked cow for who knows how long. Even if his chompers could wait just 3 more months in coming, I’d be happy, really happy. At least then he’d have his own immune system. At least he likes sucking on his frozen teething ring…Why must they “grow up” so fast?
*hugs*
~Jen
A Festive Friday’s Feast
Appetizer
What was the last game you purchased?
I believe it was Cribbage
Soup
Name something in which you don’t believe.
I don’t believe that we will have a white Christmas. It will be a wet one. Our winter is more like fall this year…murr!
Salad
If you could choose a celebrity to be your boss, who would you pick?
Julia Roberts, she just seems so fun and bubbly.
Main Course
What was a lesson you had to learn the hard way?
Love hurts…learned this the hard way MANY times.
Dessert
Describe your idea of the perfect relaxation room.
Candles, candles, more candles, and pillows, really fluffy pillows.
*hugs*
~Jen
What we think Santa got us for Christmas…
Friday the entire family is in good health. John’s snotty nose is finally gone. Monday rolls around and I have a fussy eatter on my hands, boogers getting sucked into the nasal aspirator and this interesting, yet cute cough. My dear son got a cold…again. Tuesday we went in to find out about the cough, just a cold we’re told but they do a test on his ears too since his middle ear is a bit red. We go in next Tuesday to see if that’s changed…please do not be an ear infection…please. Wednesday rolls around and mid-day I find myself with the sniffles. Once again, Bry is in perfect health. Why oh why do I have a craptacular immune system? I was even taking my vitamin C and echinacea for a few days before I got sick because I had an inkling that John could get sick. C’mon, Santa, loads of kids, cold/flu season, add it up and you get some sort of illness. Luckily before I got all snotty, I got the flu shot like I wanted.
So those of you in Wiesbaden who have been told that the adults can only get the spray, LIE! Big fat lie. I took my shot with pride and got a Mickey Mouse band aide hehe. Said band aide left the site all red and puffy…latex, yay. I can’t even remember if I told the story in this blog about how I discovered my only allergy. It is rather humorous now.
I just hope John is better before his “big role” in the children’s play on Christmas Eve. I can just picture him snotting all over the little girl who plays Mary.
*hugs*
~Jen
