Our Little Man

I haven't written much about our little Nixon yet. Life has just been so crazy since we had him. Let me just say adjusting to two kids is a lot harder than I thought it would be. But we sure love him. He makes me so happy. This first couple of months were pretty challenging. He had colic pretty bad and he cried so much. The longest he ever cried was five hours straight. And there was nothing I could do. I would hold him and rock him and pace with him but he would just cry. Autumn started acting up because she wanted and needed more attention. Sometimes she would come up to me and say "Put him down mom." But the good thing is she always just adored him. Even if he was getting all of the attention. But a little after his two month mark he started to get less fussy. And not he is the happiest boy! His smile is so big and you can see it in his eyes. He has started laughing (It's still kind of rare). He always smiles when I go into his room to get him. I love it. That boy just warms my heart. And to think I cried when I found out he was a boy. I'm so happy now. I just love my mamma's little boy.

One of those days of a lot of crying. Still pretty cute though

I'm still nursing him, even though that has been quite a challenge too. Autumn was so easy to nurse. I used to judge women that wouldn't nurse their children and when they would say their baby just wouldn't have anything to do with it I just rolled my eyes and thought to myself, they just aren't trying very hard and they're  being pretty selfish. Well I'm eating those words now. It has been SO hard. I still think a lot of women give up before trying very hard, but I understand a little better now. Isn't it funny how we get to have all of these experiences to understand each other better. I'm so glad we do. Every hard thing we go through helps us to become more Christ Like and understand those around us from a different perspective.

Well here are some milestone we have reached so far:

He started sleeping through the night around two months

He started smiling around two months

He started laughing around four months

He started rolling over around four months (have to be careful he rolled right out of his swing last week)

He sits up in the bumbo by himself now

He tried his first solid foods last week (Not a fan of them...I think we'll wait for a while and try again)

Here are some pictures of his first four months of life:

See what I mean about that smile? It just tugs at my heart. Sometimes when I look at him I want to cry because I just Love him so much. I am such a girl. Oh and how about those blue eyes? Love them. Such a little cutie! We're so glad you're in our family Nixon!

Running

I'm getting ready to do my 2nd Marathon. I made a goal to run one after every baby I have. This time around it has been quite a bit more challenging. I haven't been enjoying the run like I used to. I feel like it's something I "Have" to do instead of something I want to do for myself. I don't have the time set aside each day like I did my first time around and by the end of the day I'm dreading it because I'm tired and I want to go to bed. The only time that I have to do my run is during the day if both my kids take a nap at the same time (HA! that never happens) or late at night after I put them to bed. I can't do any of my runs outside because I don't have a jogging stroller (and it's FREEZING, my kids would probably get hypothermia) and Logan isn't home early enough for me to go before it's dark. Which means treadmill runs. BLAH! I HATE RUNNING ON THE TREADMILL! But I am grateful that I have one because otherwise I wouldn't be running at all.

One of the things that has gotten me onto the treadmill the last couple of nights is this quote, "You'll never regret working out after you're done" and it is very true. The nights I decide to go to bed because I'm too tired I always regret it the next mornings. But on the days I don't get my run in until 11:00 or 11:30 I'm exhausted but I feel liberated when I finish.

So I guess the reason I'm writing this is because I needed some self motivation to keep going. Especially when I have challenging days like I did today. My kids were so hard today and I just wanted to crawl in to my bed or a hot bath...but instead I laced up my shoes and hit the machine! I just finished my run and I feel great! I'm awesome :)

P.S. I'm so excited to get to that point where it's not so challenging physically to be running. Why do I let myself get out of shape? It would be so much easier if I would just be consistent.

My 16 week training program starts after next week! Ogden Marathon here I come!

One of Those Nights

Logan had the day off from work today and we stayed home and did a whole lot of Nothing. So we decided we should so something fun tonight. Going out to dinner as a family sounded like it would be nice. (Especially for me since I wouldn't have to cook!!) So we got the kids in the car and headed to Applebee's. We pulled into the parking lot and decided that Red Robin sounded even better so we went a few buildings over to Red Robin.

Autumn had fallen asleep on out way over there. We decided to bring in a blanket and lay her down on it on the booth bench so she could keep sleeping. She tends to take after her Mamma and is very grumpy when she wakes up. I'm the one who got her out of the car and unfortunately she woke up.

Well you can imagine how the rest of the evening went. She cried. A lot. She didn't want dinner. She just wanted to leave. Logan took her to walk around and try to calm her down. He took her up to the front where they had some games. She decided that she wanted a toy penguin out of the claw machine. She wouldn't stop crying about it.

Then Nixon started crying. He seemed a little hungry so I decided to try to feed him. I have never fed him in public before. I always go in the bathroom and stand in a stall to nurse him because I feel like people look at you funny when you nurse in public. And just a little side note here- I wish I didn't care what people think. Why should I have to go and freaking stand in a dirty bathroom stall to feed my baby? I should be able to sit at my table and feed him if he is hungry with out people glaring at me or looking at me like I'm one of "Those" women. It especially bugs me when the waiter looks at you like you're disgusting for doing something like that. If you don't want nursing mothers to nurse in public, provide somewhere that they can go to nurse besides a dirty bathroom with no where to sit. I understand that it can be awkward when a woman doesn't use a cover or blanket, but I just hate how weird people are about this whole issue. Anyway, back to tonight. I decided tonight that I've had enough of the "bathroom feeding" so I pulled out my cover and nursed him at our table. (I might have been a little paranoid about this but I swear the woman at the table across from us kept giving me a look). He was doing great for about one minute. Then he started to cry, and started arching his back and moving his arms like crazy. It was no bueno. I handed him off to Logan and got myself all covered back up. Logan swears I flashed him a little bit, but I don't think i did. That would be my luck though, to finally just nurse in public and accidentally expose myself.

Our food finally came and Autumn stopped crying long enough to eat a few french fries. Nixon cried the whole time so I had to wait for Logan to eat then pass him off so I could eat. We were both getting pretty frustrated and on edge. We just wanted the waitress to bring us the bill so we could get the heck out of there. What were we thinking going out to eat with both of our kids for fun? We are CRAZY. We finally paid, and packed up to leave. On the way out to the car Logan asked if I had the Keys. I didn't. Turned out he didn't either. They were sitting on the front seat in our LOCKED car.

At this point I just threw my head back and started laughing. There was a small moment when I almost freaked at Logan since he was the one who drove and locked the keys in the car. But then I thought better of it. He obviously wouldn't do that on purpose and I know he was just as frustrated as I was.

Well the story ends much happier. We called AAA and then went back into Red Robin to wait for them (It's only like two degrees outside so there was no way we were waiting out there). They opened the car up for us no problem. We stopped for some ice cream on the way home and it was delicious. Now both our babies are snug in bed and we can relax and go to bed. And boy are we ready for bed after this night.