Plus One: October 2005

Happy Halloween, everybody!

Trick or Treat!

Our luscious little strawberry!

In the spirit of Halloween (pun intended) - the shirt says "I Love My Mummy"

Six Months

Jonah turned six months old on the 25th of this month. I can't believe it's been six months already since I first held my little guy in my arms. How different he is now! I am constantly amazed at the changes he's undergone in so short an amount of time, and I am so thankful that he is a strong and healthy little bundle of joy!

At his six-month checkup, our little man weighed in at 18 lbs 1 oz (65th percentile) and 27 inches long (75th percentile). His head circumference moved up from 50th to 75th percentile, so it would appear that his head is now catching up with the rest of his body! The doctor said that everything looked good. Of course, he then got his requisite four shots, which did not make him at all happy. I wasn't too happy either; I think I cried almost as much as he did as the shots were administered! He was a little cranky during the rest of the day and the following day, and he had a fever during the night after the shots were given, but I can't determine if that was all due to the shots or to teething or a combination of both. I'm pretty certain that teething played some part in his mood, though, because I discovered his first tooth poking up from his bottom gum on Thursday evening!

Jonah is now out shopping with Daddy for some necessary items, diapers included. I hope they come back soon because he is now almost an hour overdue for his next feeding, and he'll likely be getting tired and in need of a nap. Hurry, Daddy!

Jonah was officially presented to the Lord for Baptism on October 16, 2005. His godparents are Lynne Kohls and R.H. Powell.

I can sit up!!

CHOMP!!!

Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder how tasty you are?!

I love my new toy! :)

Learning to use Daddy's laptop

It's beginning to feel like fall!

For my Baby Boy

I feel my heart swell with great love and joy
Whenever I see his angelic smile.
And when he falls deep asleep in my arms
I linger in the moment for a while.
He has me wrapped around his tiny finger.
His lauch is the sweetest sound to my ears.
I'd do anything to see him happy.
I want to cry, too, when I see his tears.
There's nothing quite like being a mother.
No other state could bring with it so much.
Love, fear, and hope are just the beginnings
Of what he brought with his very first touch.