I really want to provide a meaningful post for y'all today... But seriously, I'm kind of at a loss. But here's some random stuff anyway.
My baby turned 6 months old. Sometimes I hold him while he's sleeping and I just stare in wonder. He has grown so much. When he was born, he weighed 8 pounds, 2 ounces, and he was 21 inches long. He was squishy, like a little sack of flour. He sat there like a bump on a log. (And I was in love with him from the moment he was placed into my arms). Now, he weighs in at 15 lbs, 10 oz. (not quite double his birth weight) and is 27 inches long. He has a personality, and the only time he even remotely resembles a sack of flour is when he's sleeping in my arms and I'm staring at him... which is probably why I go into such a reflective state when I stare at him.
Last week, we started "solids." I say "solids" because it's really a puree. I made sweet potatoes for him first, in honor of Thanksgiving. I think the first feeding went as well as could be expected.
Guys, I've got like 100 of these... but I'll spare you and stop here.
He's still mastering the "open your mouth to let the food in" thing... which is weird, because he really gets it when it comes to nursing. I guess eating is a skill you have to learn, and I guess I should just be glad it isn't even close to as painful as him learning to nurse was... (aka, not painful at all)
Speaking of turkey day, I made this adorable shirt for Bennett... the night before Thanksgiving. I know, I'm totally on top of things.
I don't know why, but that bow tie on the turkey doesn't show the right color... it's purple. Also, it's pinned on, so if I happen to ever have a girl about this size at this time of year, I can just move the bow to the head... see? I told you I'm totally on top of things. :)
On a not related note, Steven and I started a business of sorts (maybe "entered a business" would be more accurate). We're still figuring it out, but if I can get my tush in gear and work, it is going to be GREAT. I really love the products we get to use, and I'm also excited about it because it has the potential to be the only income we need, thus giving us the freedom to do the things we want to, no matter how little money that gets us. Ahhh... the dreams for the future...
Ugh... one more thing. I have been feeling like crap lately... mostly I'm so tired I have no desire to get out of bed (and I wouldn't except for one very adorable face... see photos above). I thought more than once I might be pregnant, but after that proved not the case, I started thinking about why the heck I could feel so crappy. I decided to get my thyroid checked. I should add that when I got home from my mission, I was told that I had hypothyroidism... and that I'd most likely have to take medication for the rest of my life. I cried. I was only 22! I wasn't supposed to need medication to make my body work right! It wasn't fair!!! Then, a year later, and after I'd come to terms with the whole thing, we got a new nephew who was born with thyroid problems. I felt a little silly about my situation... at least I got 22 years med free...
So, then when I got pregnant, the doctor watched my levels and adjusted my medication accordingly. I never, ever, felt adverse effects from having this thyroid disease, I just took the medication because the tests showed I was lacking in the hormone. My last prescription from my doctor still has 3 refills which will last me 6 more months, and that was when I was planning on visiting a lab to get my levels tested again. Enter feeling really crappy. I called the only doctor's office I'd been to since moving to Lehi (an OB/GYN), explained my situation, and asked for a lab order. It was granted, and when the results came back, they called me and said that my levels were so (uh, high? low? I can never remember...) that the doctor wasn't comfortable touching it... basically they were like "uh, you better go see someone who actually knows what they're doing here" and gave me a referral. Mystery solved! Well, sort of... at least I know what's robbing my family of the dinners that I've planned out (if you thought I have felt like making dinner, you would be wrong). And what's making it impossible for me to want to get anything done. I haven't seen the doctor yet, so I still feel like I want to sleep all the time... but at least I know why.
That may have been a TMI for some... sorry about that if it was. I'm just really excited to feel better because taking care of a baby when you don't feel well is super fun.
