My BIGGA Boy

For some reason, we always call Logan our bigga boy...don't know where it came from, we just do (a variation of big boy, I'm sure, but who knows how or why we started it).

Well, he is getting big, and I don't just mean growing. He's changing. Last evening, I made a bottle for him and said, "Mommy just wants to snuggle with Logan," to which he threw his hands on top of his head in an exhaustion 'why-is-my-mom-making-me-snuggle-with-her-AGAIN' type of way. I know that he didn't understand what was going on, but the timing was oh-so-cute!

Snuggle, we did, and it was grand. I treasure these moments with all of my heart. Every single second. I don't take any of them for granted. Well, maybe that's not entirely true. Last night, or this morning rather, he was up from 4:00 - 5:30 a.m. When I put him back in his bed and he started crying, Zeb swears he was saying "mean." We lived through it, and this morning when I asked Logan why he had to be up for so long that early, his cheesy grin made it all better. And being up for an hour and a half in what seemed like the middle of the night was perfectly fine. I'll try to not be so upset about it next time!

Logan got to play with bubbles in his therapy session yesterday. How cool is that?!







Tonight, we went to the Farmer's Market downtown.




And here is how Logan keeps himself busy while we eat at a restaurant...


Eating his own snacks.


Blowing on the back of his hand to make a silly sound.


Chewing on toys that inevitably end up on the floor.


No more pictures, please....

41 Weeks

Logan had his nine month check-up today. He is 19 pounds, 8 ounces (50 percentile) and 29 3/4 inches (90 percentile)!

Silly

It's Late and I'm Tired

It's late and I'm tired, but we had such an enjoyable weekend, I wanted to get some pictures up here so that you could see everything we did...


Friday night was the perfect time to try out Logan's pool. At first, he wasn't quite sure about it, but then he ended up loving it!


Logan's cousin, Coral, came over to visit him on Friday, too!



On Saturday, at the Three Rivers Festival, it was so hot outside and Logan doesn't really like to drink water. However, we found that if we "spray" it into his mouth, he loves it! He also thinks it's hilarious if we spray his face.



I made blueberry muffins on Saturday. We just crumbled some up and let Logan feed himself...he LOVED it! I think he only choked once or twice!





And finally, one of my favorite times of the week is Sunday morning when I first dress Logan because he just looks so adorable (or at least that's what I think!!!). And being the boy that he is, his outfit only stays nice and crisp for about 5 minutes...just long enough for me to get some pictures.

Visiting Daddy At Work

I was blessed to take a vacation day today and have the entire day to spend with Logan. It has been so great. I have soaked up every single minute...taken everything slow and held him a little more than usual. We actually sat on the couch for quite a while this morning, and I was holding him, and he just looked at me as if to say, "This is great...are you really spending the whole day with me?" (At least I'd like to think that's what his look meant!)

In addition to getting his 9 month pictures taken this morning, we also went to visit daddy at work! Of course, Zeb was so proud to show off his little guy. One of Zeb's coworkers has a baby (I think he's about a month old), and that baby was there...so tiny! Logan looked so big next to the little guy!!

Great Grandma is 75

Yes, I let my son chew on his dad's flip-flop. What can I say? The boy loves to chew on them! (Don't worry, I took it away from him after I took the picture.)

40 Weeks/Very Special Day

My heart is overflowing with emotion today. First things first. My little boy is 40 weeks old today. I can hardly believe it. I can't remember our life without him. There's nothing more that I can say other than he is an amazing blessing to us.

You probably know that a baby grows in his mommy's belly for approximately 40 weeks. Logan has been mine now as long as he was in his wonderful birth mother's tummy. I don't know why this is significant to me, it just is. I've been looking forward to this day for some reason.

Most importantly, one year ago today, Logan's birth mother had her first appointment with our caseworker. What a very special anniversary this is for us. I have NO idea what I was doing last July 7. But God knows. God knew that day, and behind what we could see or know, God was working His plan to bring our family together. Like some big puzzle, God was placing the pieces together, ever-so-perfectly (and seemed like ever-so-slowly!), but the final picture is beautiful. Our family. Our family that God brought together. And somewhere, there is a lovely woman who chose life for our son. She had options, don't ever forget that. She chose life for our baby and then the next month, she chose US to be his parents. Is anyone else as overwhelmed by this miracle as I am? I don't know if Logan's birth mother is a Christian or not, but I do know that God was working in her life. I hope she knows that, too. And I pray Logan always remembers that. And I also pray that she knows that Logan is loved more than words can say.