Blessed

We had a great Labor Day weekend. I got to have not one, or two, but three vanilla soy lattes from Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf....My favorite coffee drink....so yummy! With no stores, in the Temecula area, this is HUGE!

But, this wasn't even the best part of the weekend...I know, hard to believe it could get any better, but really it did.

We spent the weekend with some amazing friends and their adorable baby, and this is their new backyard! The dolphins even put on two hour show-- Sea World style. I heart Santa Barbara! We love you Em, Brandon, & Caden (and you too Maya)! Thanks for a great weekend!

Three Months

My lil chunker weighs 19 pounds...Crazy! His cousin Carter weighs 22 pounds....He'll be three in November. Soon Colin will be giving Carter his hand-me-downs. :) Have I mentioned recently how appreciative I am to have all of Carter's old clothes? I am so thankful! My kiddo has a closet full of clothes thanks to Carter and his second-cousin Nolan. This last weekend we got out the 6-9 month boxes and they actually fit! I love all his "new" things!

At three months, Colin loves to stand up, play peek-a-boo, and stick his fist in his mouth. He talks non-stop and laughs at our silly faces. He also drools a lot! It would be really gross if it wasn't cute baby drool! Ok, so maybe it's gross to everyone else!?!?

Day care is going well...He smiles at Miss B when I drop him off in the morning. I love that he loves her, but it makes me sad. I feel like I'm in jr. high...I want to hate her....If only she wasn't so nice and great with my baby boy. She treats him like family and showers him with love and attention. That's all I can ask, but I still feel miserable dropping him off and picking him up. Hopefully it will get easier. It's only been a few weeks. I need to start buying lotto tickets.

Fanny

Colin has a new friend who keeps him thoroughly entertained. He seeks her out in every room and tracks her every movement. He gives her huge smiles. Kevin and I are just a little bit jealous...however absurd that might be. One day, maybe he'll find us equally entertaining. Meet fanny...

Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho...It's Back to Work I Go

Today is my last day of summer. Tonight we are going out to celebrate. We're trying to put a joyful spin on it and celebrate the time off we had together... as a new family of three. But I'm sad. I'm really, really sad. I don't know if I could cut it being a stay-at-home mom full-time, but I would love to try. Many say they crave the adult interaction, and I could see that being true for me too. However, I've been fortunate to have the last 10 1/2 weeks off with Kevin. We've learned about Colin together and explored our new roles as mom and dad at the same time. It's been a huge blessing that we are extremely thankful for. Would I be more excited to go back if I had been home by myself? Maybe, but I don't have the option of staying home. I have to go back...So, I sit here this morning as my baby takes his morning nap, and I appreciate the many blessings I have been given. Tears of joy and sadness are running down my cheeks.

Summer Celebrations

We've have had a lot of reasons to celebrate the last few weeks. My mom had a birthday (7/23), Kevin and I had our second anniversary (7/26), Kevin had a birthday (7/28), I had a birthday (8/2), and my dad had a birthday (8/10). Colin also got to meet his Great Grandma & Grandpa Greene and his Aunt Erin. It's been a fun (and busy) few weeks.

To kick things off, Kevin's parents came to stay with us the weekend before our anniversary, and we were able to get away for a Colin-free dinner...our first! We went to the Yard House...definitely not the most romantic place, but I enjoyed their crunchy ahi salad last August before I was pregnant. Now that I could eat raw fish again, I was craving it big time! It's soooo yummy!

For Kevin's birthday, we were also able to get away. Colin's future babysitter (Miss Brandi) called and asked if she could watch Colin one afternoon to get to know him better and also give us an afternoon out. We happily obliged and scheduled our lunch out on Kevin's birthday. Our official birthday celebration was later in the week when we went to our favorite sushi restaurant in Seal Beach, Mahe. We usually go to Mahe once a year (around Valentine's Day) as a special treat, but I was pregnant when we went the last time. I had a great time, however, I didn't get to eat their ice cream rolls (my personal favorite), so I told Kevin that time didn't count, and I wanted to go again for my birthday dinner. So this time we dropped off Colin at my parent's house (Gee...it's starting to sound like we've ditched him a lot), and had a yummy dinner to celebrate both our birthdays. After, we enjoyed seeing my brother-in-law Tim and his band, Whalen, perform. (BTW: Their new CD is awesome!) Later that weekend, my whole family got together to celebrate all the birthdays. The highlight was seeing my Grandma and Grandpa Greene. This was the first time they met Colin.

For my actual birthday, we went down to Seaport Village in San Diego and had a picnic. This time, Colin got to come! :)

Lastly, Colin got to meet his Aunt Erin! She flew down from Spokane and loved him up for three straight days. She held him constantly and was attentive to his every need. It was great having her here-- come back soon!

It's been a good summer. A great summer...but it's gone by way too fast!

Two Months

Colin is now (over) two months old. We call him many things...little man, baby boy, love bug, big boy, smiley face, moose, tank, and chunky monkey. Many of his nicknames stem from how big he is growing. At his two month appointment he weighed 17 lbs and was 25 inches long. Both measurement are off the charts...He's bigger than 100% of babies his age. Regardless of his measurements (because really, who cares?), he's healthy and thriving, and that's the important part. He's also smiling....a lot, which is absolutely the best!

Colin, Carter, and Avery

At his two month appointment, he also received his first set of shots. I struggled with this a lot...I realize that the medical community has found no link between immunizations and autism, but there's been enough hoopla about it to mess with my head. Also, my mom chose not to immunize me as a child, and I've suffered no repercussions. I talked to friends and educated myself before Colin was even born. I could have done more research, but at some point my brain shut down, and I stopped thinking about it. Then his two month appointment was suddenly here, and I realized I never really made a decision. We were there at the doctor's office and I just went with my gut. I feel like I took a leap of faith that everything is going to be ok. So at his two month appointment, Colin was poked three times and received one oral medication. Kevin held him down (I love my husband!), and Colin handled it like a champ. I still feel nervous...I still wonder if I did the right thing...I still silently exhale every time he smiles hoping that's a sign I haven't lost him to that horrible disease.

Colin resting after his appointment. His daddy was MY hero for holding him while he was poked on the top of each leg. He received super hero band-aids, which coordinated with his outfit. :)

Our Proud Puppy

Tahoe was a proud puppy. She was the alpha dog, leader of the pack, and head of the household. While she was always there to make sure everything was okay, she was also independent and didn't mind spending the afternoon by herself in a cool part of the house or sunbathing in the backyard. She was my first baby. She was fiercely loyal. Anyone who came to our door would tell you she was an excellent guard dog. She always made me feel safe. No one in their right mind would break into our home. But once she knew you, she was incredibly loving. She would rest her head on your lap and look up at you with those big brown eyes pleading for a head scratch or a belly rub. She would lay at your feet...always there if you needed her. Tahoe was also extremely smart. She breezed through doggie school learning all the tricks and commands. We only had to say, "park it!" and she would leave the kitchen, our laps, or wherever, and find a place to lay down by herself. She knew where she lived and knew she'd be crazy to leave. If we ever left the gate or garage open, we'd come home to find her laying on the driveway or most likely still hanging out in the backyard. She was a great listener. We have a nature preserve area near our house where we'd take her for walks and let her run off leash. She would explore, chase rabbits, and run through the brush, but she'd always come back when we called her. She loved being outside and taking walks.

Last week, Tahoe went to doggie heaven where I imagine she is chasing rabbits and bringing smiles to those around her. It was extremely hard to let go and say good-bye. She is so incredibly missed! Right now, the void in our home feels so tangible. There is nothing like the unconditional love of a pet, and Tahoe was the best kind of pet. She was a member of our family!