Okay, I have had several "posts" on my mind, just not really finding the time to post them. I have some sweet things that happen and I always hope to get it on a post. Then I have funny things happy and I always think, "this would be funny to tell." The trouble with doing it, you ask? Well, Truett's afternoon nap (which isn't totally consistant in time nor duration yet) is the only time I can think to do it (because at night I'm usually too fried to even have much of an adult conversation with Artie, unless I've had a nap ... which means I didn't post during the day -- get that? --). And the computer is located right next to him at the moment. So, I'm still working on that. But, the good news is, I'm finding a minute to do it now (at the forsaking of a nap and getting my own rest).
Truett is doing great! I caught up on my reading yesterday of where he "should be" developmentally and it amazed me to realize that he has been ahead of 'schedule' (who writes this stuff anyway?) all along -- so far. He has been smiling for a couple weeks now ... especially at me and Artie. It steals our hearts! He is holding his head up quite a bit and loves to look around, especially at the reflection of light (which Charlotte says is an attribute of an artist!). He can hold his head up while laying on his tummy. And lately, he has really started to coo and talk. It's so funny when he tries to "talk" to me or smile at me while he's nursing. Milk comes out everywhere and he just stares at me with a big smile and gurgles his lunch. So cute! It makes me laugh everytime. I am getting back into a little bit of "norm". I'm getting a walk everyday (which is the only way he'll take a long morning nap at this point). I'm back in church (though Wednesdays are hard, still working on those). I'm LOVING being a mother to the dearest little boy and the wife of the sweetest man on the planet. I LOVE my husband more than ever and I am head over heals in love with my son. Life is good! (It's hard work and tiring, but it's wonderful.)
Funny Moments...
1. I was trying to get my hair and makeup done for church one Sunday, and Truett just wanted to be held. So I put him in a baby sling with my bra and underwear on and stood in front of the mirror bouncing Truett, doing my hair and trying not to drop any makeup on him while applying it. :) Classic mother moment, huh?
2. So, going green, I walked to the postoffice from our house to buy some stamps. I grabbed my checkbook and Truett's paci and headed out the door. When purchasing them, I wrote my check and gladly handed it over - proud of my "killing two birds with one stone" kind-of day and the lady said, "How great that you walked, now I just need your Drivers Liscense." "WHAT?" I didn't have it! So, needless to say, I returned home without any stamps.
Sweet Moments...
(How to choose?)
1. Everytime I nurse, it's a sweet moment. I love the bond that Truett and I have together. He just stares at me, I love his big brown eyes staring at me.
2. One time, I couldn't get him to go to sleep. I was trying EVERYTHING. Finally, I just did what came natural ... I cuddled him close in my arms, swayed back and forth and sang praise songs right into his ear. He went right to sleep! (He LOVES music ... I have to keep a CD going in room while he naps. This shouldn't surprise me, I prayed non-stop when he was in the womb that God's praises would be written on his heart.)
3. The first time and every time he smiles at me!
4. Truett and I's prayer time together. We spend time praying out loud in the mornings. We pray for Daddy, for STF, for family, for our home, for friends, for his future wife and friends, etc.
4. When Artie gets home from work, he comes in and says, "Where are my babies?" and he gives both of us a kiss and tells us he's glad to be home (this makes my day!).
5. Before Artie and I go to bed, we go into Truett's room to do our final 'check on him' (yes, we still check on him every now and then), and we both just look at him and then look at each other and smile so big, then we pray for him when we say our nightly prayers together.
I could go on and on ...
I LOVE our little family and am proud to be the mother of this sweet little boy.
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