Friday, October 29, 2010

Halloween!

I managed to come up with a pretty great costume idea this year, if I do say so myself. I don't ever get into halloween, mostly because I can never think of anything creative. When Christy said that her son was going to be a football for halloween, that got me thinking.... We're not as much a football family, but we sure do love baseball.

So without further ado, here is our adorable spitball! (With his daddy, the baseball player!)

















I painted a onesie to look like a baseball, freehanding the stitches, but using freezer paper stencils to make the MLB logo that is on the front and the Wilson logo that is on the back. I love how it turned out. Jeff's costume came together well - we found this baseball jersey at my parent's house (from a team in Panama, I think) and I bought some baseball pants and socks.

















Plus he's a spitball. I crack myself up sometimes.












Yes. That is me. As home plate. Hah.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

6 Dollars and 20 minutes later... (and my first tutorial!)

...she had three baby hats!


















I wanted to get Judah a plain, white baby hat to go along with his halloween costume. Sadly, I couldn't find any that would fit his...um... generous noggin. I decided to make one, but quickly realized that with just one small women's shirt, you can actually make three hats. I bought my white shirt a kmart, because I had to run in there for something else, but this could just as easily be done with something you don't wear anymore or something thrifted for much cheaper. (And if your baby has a smaller head, or you have a larger shirt, you could probably get more than 3 hats.) Here's what I did:

First, I measured Judah's head. It's about 18 in. around. So I cut a rectangle out of the shirt that was 8 in. wide (18 / 2 = 9, - 1 so that it will not fall off) by about 7 or 8 in high. I used the side seam of the shirt as one of the sides of the hat so there was less to sew. I cut the rectangle from to bottom seam of the shirt because that meant no hemming. [I hate hemming.]

(This is not a white shirt. When I made the three white hats, I didn't take any photos. So after the first batch, I dug around and found this shirt which was in my donate pile. Hence the red. I decided that since we have such mild winters here, though, it would be good to have some light weight hats for him to wear.)



(And from the picture here it looks like this is 9 inches across. But when I tried the hat on Judah, it was too big, so I went back and re-sewed it smaller. The final hat was 8.25 or so inches across.)






















Put the right sides of the fabric together, then sew up the one open side and along the top. I used a zig-zag stitch because everyone says that's what to use when sewing with knits.
















(Here we are, about the start with the two hems lined up right sides facing.)


















(Sewing across the top...)

Now you can leave this hat as a rectangle and it works just fine. This is the tutorial I was looking at when first starting, and she just left hers as rectangles, and the hat is both functional and cute. You can turn it inside out and there you have it - a super easy, cute hat! Just try it on the baby, and if it is too big, then just re-sew up one of the side seams to make it smaller.












I made all three hats a little different. The first one I just sewed a scoop into the top portion, to make it look a little bit like ears, like this:












The second one I made long and pointed. To do this I cut up a little ways on the bottom hem of the shirt before starting to angle over.


















Then I folded this in half so that the hat would be mostly symmetric, and cut down the other side until I reached the other side hem.





























Then I turned it right sides together and sewed up one side and down the other, just like with the first hat. And there you have hat #2. For hat #3, I just cut off both sleeves, then cut them open along the seams.

















Then you have two pieces that look like this:













Just cut off the narrow part on each side, leaving two pieces that are about 8 inches across.













Just sew around the edges, and you have hat #3!
And here they are, on my adorable model:
The pointy-eared hat

















What I'll call the elf hat (which may be in need of a green pom-pom on the end for Christmas):


















And the plain, round hat:

















So go out there and make some hats, people!

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

8 dollars and 20 minutes later...

....she had 4 pairs of baby legs!


















Making these is so easy it seems ridiculous to me that they charge $10-15/pair. I think if I had a girl baby, she would be sporting these all the time, in all varieties of striped, dotted, and argyle. As it is, I just went for plain, because they seem more masculine. Or, as masculine as what are essentially leg warmers can be.












Anyway, here is the tutorial I used. Although this one says just to cut off the sock at the heel portion, I ended up taking off another 2 or 3 inches above that so that they weren't way too long for Judah. I used a zigzag stitch to attach the cuff. And that's all there is to it. I used knee high women's socks I got at Walmart for $2/pair. Easy peasy. I'm thinking there will be many more of these made in the future....

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

I love weddings.

The older I get, the more I love weddings.


















Partly, I think I love to attend weddings and see how styles have changed in the years since I got married. I love seeing all the little details planned so carefully by the bride to make the day beautiful. I like seeing the dresses and flowers and decorations. I like eating cake.


















I love weddings especially when they are between two good friends whom I've watched as they became friends then started flirting then dating then got engaged.































I love seeing old friends who have moved across the state or across the country and spending a whole weekend in a fun place just reconnecting with them.












I love weddings because I am always reminded of my own wedding, of walking down the aisle towards Jeff, surrounded by so many friends and family, promising to love him through good times and bad, and hearing him promise to love me back. I love that now when I go to weddings I have this tiny, actual person there to remind me of those promises of love.













I loved watching my groom during this wedding sitting in the grass next to his son, who was contentedly eating grass while the whole thing went down.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Sweet potato beard

I do love facial hair.... But this orange-bearded face was too cute!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Three things.

1. As an update to yesterday's post, today Christy decided our patient deserved a little reward for being so good. She brought her one tiny hershey's miniature candy bar, in honor of Halloween.

Addressing Christy's belly: "Oh, baby, forget what I said yesterday. You got a sweet mama."

2. In a flash of brilliance (and helped out by a very exciting online sale I found today) I got Jeff's Christmas present all figured out. And, so help me, it's AWESOME. Now I have to wait a whole 2 months to give it to him. Sigh.

3. I turn 30 in 8 days. I'm not sure how I feel about that.

The subtle barb.

My partner Christy is caring for a fairly young person who is only in the hospital because she can't take care of herself. She can't take care of herself because she is so morbidly obese that she can barely walk and has trouble breathing. (A normal BMI is 18-25. Overweight is 25-29. 30 is obese. Hers is something like 95.) However, since coming into the hospital she has been put on a fairly strict 1800 calorie diet and has lost about 100 pounds. (Let's just say she's been in the hospital for a while.) Apparently she's not loving this whole diet and weight loss thing, because every single day she asks Christy for some kind of food or treat and complaining that she is hungry.
"I need some 'tato salad. Can't I have some of that? That's got protein in it."
"Can I please have just a little bit of fried chicken?"

Christy is also over 36 weeks pregnant. I only mention that because another of our patient's common themes when Christy sees her is to talk to Christy's baby - asking the baby what he is going to look like or when he is going to come. Today she must have been a little more annoyed about her diet because this is what she said to baby Cayden, still nestled inside his mama:

"Ooh, baby, you'd better stay in there. Your mama's going to starve you if you come out."

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

A few tidbits.

1. I've had several good discharge days in a row. That means our list at work has been much smaller, which makes me happy. Yesterday I even finished in time to make it to church. It also makes me happy that tomorrow is my last day of work for the month.

2. Judah has now decided that he actually likes eating solids. There was a pretty big change in the last week or so and now he actually seems to enjoy the solids. Our list of foods eaten includes: applesauce, pears, bananas, carrot, acorn squash, and today we tried some avocado. I think sweet potatoes are next. And then peaches. [As an aside, I'm mostly using "recipes" from my favorite food blog, smitten kitchen. Did you all know she has a separate side blog for baby food?? Because that's where I got the recipe for the vanilla balsamic pear sauce that both Judah and I love. Yummo.]

What are your favorite starter foods for babies?

3. You all are in trouble because I figured out how to get video from my phone to the blog. You might now be subjected to many more videos of my cute boy. For all those who are not grandmas or related to this boy, sorry.

4. Last night my best friend from grades k-3 (when she moved away) came to my house with her daughter. Something I suppose I should thank Facebook for. Her daughter is 3 months younger than Judah. It's amazing how right now 3 months makes Judah seems a LOT older.

5. I've started using my jogging stroller for jogging. (What an idea, no?) Now that Judah is bigger and his neck muscles can keep his head from bobbing all around I'm trying to get back into more regular running. I'm definitely much pokier pushing the stroller but I love that I can go running whenever and not have to leave Judah behind for Jeff to watch. If only I lived somewhere that had fewer hills....

6. I was on a sewing kick last week. I made 7 or 8 bibs, 2 nursing aprons, 3 pairs of shoes, a baby skirt and some onesies embellished with ruffles on the backside. Apparently I know lots of people having babies.

7. I've been really wanting to make doughnuts recently. I'm not sure why. Maybe I'd better do a little more running first.

Monday, October 18, 2010

A video.

We call this Judah's happy dance. Or, alternatively, flapping his wings.

video

Saturday, October 16, 2010

More fun pics

Judah and Skylar. Remember their last interaction?













Judah with his great-great Aunt Sarah. I love that he still has great great aunts and uncles.



















And another one of Judah and his great Aunt Ruth Ellen. You can see he is very interested in the plate. And who wouldn't be?


















Judah's expression in this one just cracks me up.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Thoughts on Baptism.

[I didn't mean to be gone for so long. I hosted a shower on Tuesday night, and I think after all the excitement of the weekend I just needed a few days to recover. But I'm feeling recovered and now that Judah is napping I have a few minutes to sit and think and write.]

I didn't grow up in a church that does infant baptism. I wasn't baptized as an infant. In fact, I remember the day of my baptism very well - I was about 12 and my brother was baptized at the same time. I remember the white turtleneck I wore and standing in front of the church as getting asked questions about what I believed. It's a very fond memory and an event that is important to me.

You can see, then, why it is that even after I became convinced of the correctness of the reformed way of thinking that I still struggled to come around to the idea of infant baptism. I used to think that even though I could see that infant baptism was biblical, I wasn't sure that I would want to deprive my children of the experience that I had - of feeling the water close overhead and rising up all dripping wet in front of the congregation.

But when we were trying for so many months to get pregnant, one of the things that I most dreamed about was baptizing our baby. I was excited about all the typical things, of course, but for some reason one thing that I had envisioned was that moment when we would stand in front of our church and the pastor would hold our child and pour a handful of water on his head. I used to wonder if that moment would ever happen.

I don't intend this to be an exegesis of the biblical theology of baptism. Nor do I intend to try to convince anyone to the rightness of my opinion on the matter. But several things that Kevin said on Sunday helped to remind me why I have come to love infant baptism.

I love the God doesn't just make promises to individuals. He makes promises to families. Not just to you, but to your children's children.

I love that Baptism isn't just about you and a commitment you made. It's about the whole covenant community. A sign that you are now a part of them. That you can't do it alone. Kevin had the whole congregation come forward and surround Judah while he did the baptism and Jeff prayed. It was beautiful. I love that Judah is a part of something bigger than just himself. He's part of our church, filled with people who will pray for him and teach him about Jesus and love him.

Judah will not have a memory of his baptism. But that's ok. Because God pursues each of us before we can even think of him, when our hearts are still stone and dead. Before we even have an inkling of a thought towards God, he is there, working on us, slowly chipping away at us. That is what I pray for Judah each night, that God would even now, before he even remembers, be giving him a heart of flesh.

So that's what his baptism is about. And why I love it so much. When we were standing up front on Sunday, I was suddenly struck (again) by just how blessed we are. That God would give us such a wonderful, beautiful gift as our son. He has given us so much grace already; yet he still gives us more.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Baptism pictures, part 2.

Ok... so here are some more photos from our fun church lunch after the service.












Judah and one of his many adopted grandmas, Nona.

















With his uncle Austin.













This is when Judah started to tell me he was ready for his nap....

Baptism.



















We baptized Judah today. It was a wonderful time. Jeff's parents came out; my parents were there too, along with my younger brother and Aunt. The pastor who did the baptism is a good friend who was at our church in Charleston and helped to mentor Jeff. We had a big church lunch afterward. I do have some thoughts about it and what it meant to me, but this has been a sort of tiring week and so for now I'll just post some cute photos of Judah and the looong christening gown he wore. (also worn by his grandma and great-grandpa). And the adorable sweater vest and button up shirt I had him in before and after.


















Saturday, October 09, 2010

Pumpkin Patch

We went up to our favorite apple orchard this week. There weren't that many apples, but I mainly wanted to go so I could take some cute pictures of Judah in a pumpkin patch. Jeff mainly wanted to go so he could eat apple donuts. We both got our wish.





















Thursday, October 07, 2010

Bath!

Someone had their first bath in the big bath tub.












He really seemed to love splashing around in the water. Hopefully he'll soon be able to sit up well enough to sit in the tub. But since the porcelain + head combination seems a little tough right now, I think we'll stick to laying down.

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

Entertainment.

I'm sitting on the chair, watching Judah as he sits on the floor.

He alternates between staring intentedly at the string on his pants and playing with it, and chortling at the dog as he grabs at her fur. (And yes, Judah definitely has a chortle. It's adorable.)

I never knew having a baby would be this entertaining.

Tuesday, October 05, 2010

Judah and his great grandmother


















One of the reasons I really wanted to go to the wedding this weekend was so Judah could meet more of Jeff's family. I'm thankful he has such a wonderful great grandmother who really seemed to enjoy getting to know him.

6 months old.

My sweet one-half year old. (!!)












He is still an incredibly happy, smiling boy. He's really quite good at sitting now, and when he's laying down manages to move all around, in spite of not being able to crawl. Most days he takes 3 naps, and sleeps from about 8 pm to 5 or 6am, with a dream feed at 11. He loves tags, chewing on his teether when it's frozen, and will laugh if you play peek-a-boo with him. He keeps his tongue stuck out quite a bit, especially if he's full or tired. He's also ticklish, and I can get him really laughing if I tickle his ribs. Then he gets the hiccups. He's still not too interested in solids, although I keep offering them. Some days he's more into it than other days. He's tried apples, pears, and carrots. And rice cereal, but that made him puke. So we're going to avoid that for while and maybe just do oatmeal instead. When he gets upset, he often calms down if I sing to him. Before Judah was born, we decided that each of our kids would have their special hymn that we'd sing to them each night. Judah's hymn is "All for Jesus," a hymn I have loved ever since I first sung it at Covenant Seminary. We also sang it at our wedding. So for our bedtime routine, I'll read to him and then sing that hymn. It calms him right down.


















I did his official 6 month old photos today, because last week was just too crazy. Which is also part of why he also hasn't had his 6-month well child check. I do have one shot of him on his actual half birthday. His great (in more ways that one) aunt Ruth Ellen came down for the afternoon. I was working, and Jeff had class and had to pick up his mom from the airport, so we needed someone to watch Judah.












She cheerfully obliged and so Judah got an excellent half birthday present in the form of meeting his aunt. We are so thankful she came all the way from California to be here for his baptism, and was willing to keep him for us for the afternoon. I really can't believe a half year has gone by so quickly. But I love being Judah's mommy and am so thankful that God blessed us with such a wonderful guy.