Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Porter is 6 Months!

Well this month is a month of big changes. Our little man decided one day that he wanted to roll, so one Sunday that is ALL he did. It was ridiculous. He would roll from his bak to his tummy and then be stuck. So that meant there was a lot of putting him on his back just to have him roll to his tummy. Well he's got the hang of it now and rolling is a breeze for him! Such a big boy! We also started solids! Crazy for me that he is already there! We've tried some rice cereal, applesauce, carrots and cantelope (lovingly given to him by his cousin). He's like it all so far so hopefully his eating habits continue to be good!

We also started a sleep training program (which was incredibly difficult) but it's made life a bit more manageable. We tried it out the first night and he cried for almost an hour but then slept for 10 hours straight. Not every night has been as good as that but he's definitely figured things out now.

Well we took him for his immunizations this month (this is our first round, I wanted to wait until he was out of his colicky stage and every other time we've tried he's been sick!). He took it like a champ. Luckily Daddy was there to hold him because Mommy would not have been able to handle it herself! He cried for a minute or two and then the nice nurse had a bell that she rang which completely distracted him. 

Porter Maxwell Whiteley

Age: 6 months

Weight: 16 lbs 14 oz (apparently we thought he was heavier than he was last month!)

Height:  28 inches

Wearing: 6-9 month old clothing, the odd 3-6 month piece fits, but really he's in 6-9 month stuff.

New developments: Rolling around is a breeze now, he also manages to move even when he's not rolling. He will end up on the opposite side of a blanket without rolling at all! He loves looking at himself in the mirror and makes more and more cute sounds (like da-da-da-da). He's also eating solids! Bah make time go slower! He also sits! Not very well, and not for more than a few seconds but it's getting there!

Favorite things: Anything that sings/plays music, Mommy singing to him (makes me happy), playing with daddy, eating anything he can get in his mouth, still loves water bottles, grabbing faces, his jolly jumper and sticking out his tongue!

Favorite clothes: His green and white baseball shirt and grey sweats. It's adorable.

Now for some pictures!

Our trip to Banff!

All bundled up.

Such good Daddies.

I'm the paparazzi 

Look at those cheeks!

:)

Chillin in my Bjorn.

Don't I look cool Mom?

Gramma and Porter

Family Day!!

Daddy gave little man his watch.

I love him..

Out for a walk!

Little man :)

This teething toy is really good.

Just watching some Ellen..

Instead of jumping, someone chooses to eat the straps instead.

Nanny was watching little man and was playing in the crib with him.

New Hair… yup super short.

What?


Crazy boy.

Little man.

Monday, February 2, 2015

A Letter...

Dear Porter,

As I sat in your rocking chair holding you close the other day, I thought of the many things I wanted to tell you. We rocked for an hour or so, your little body so relaxed in my arms, I couldn't help but be so grateful for you. I love you my little boy, I don't think I could ever tell you how much. I love being your mamma. You have brought me more joy than I ever thought one little person could! I want you to know that I prayed for you, and I still pray for you. I prayed for you before you were born. I prayed for you to be happy and to be healthy. I prayed that we would one day be able to hold you. You took your time coming to us. You see your daddy and I wanted you to be with us much sooner. We cried together, hoping that one day you would be more than just a dream, we visited doctors trying everything to bring you here. I remember perfectly the day that I found out you were coming to us. I cried happy, thankful tears. I couldn't wait to tell your daddy that you would join us in just 9 months. Your daddy cried too.

Those 9 months didn't go by very quickly. All the growing you needed to do made me sick for a little while, and tired too. But your daddy was there to help me the whole time. The day you were born was one of the happiest days of my life. The doctors put you right in my arms and I couldn't believe you were here with us. It was truly a miracle. I held you close and you snuggled right in. I was so happy to finally meet you. You have grown so much since then. Your little giggles always make me smile, I laugh when you laugh. I love you my little boy.  I hope you will always know how loved you are, and how wanted you are. I pray every day for you. I pray for you to be healthy, I pray for you to be happy, and I pray that I might know how to take care of you.

I'm not the best mom, it's still new to me, but I'm learning. I've had lots of help too. Your Nanny and Gramma have been here lots taking care of me and you. Your daddy helps as much as he can, and more than most daddies. He works hard to keep us safe and secure. You are lucky to have such an awesome dad. I think you know that though. He's your buddy. He makes you laugh the most and the hardest. You always have a big smile when you haven't seen him for a while. I know you'll be good friends.

Don't grow too fast little man. I want to enjoy every minute. If I get frustrated with you from time to time, I hope you forgive me. This being a mom thing is hard. Just know that I love you, and I will always love you. You are such a kind little spirit. Already I know how much you care. When other babies cry, you cry too. It's like you know they are hurting and it makes you sad. Always keep that kindness. The world out here isn't always a kind one, but you can help make it a little brighter.

I love you little boy. I'll always be here for you, to take care of you, hug you, laugh with you and snuggle you. You can tell me anything. Your daddy and I love you so very much. You are one of the greatest blessings in our lives.

Be good little man, grow big and strong. Keep that kindness you have now. One day, hopefully, if all goes right, you'll have a baby brother or sister to share your journey with.

Love,

Mommy