12 Weeks

As I mentioned in the previous post, Wes likes to stand up now (with help of course.) We have now added another feature to our living room - an exersaucer. This handy dandy contraption allows mom & dad a chance to give their arms a break.

He has also added scooting around on his back to his repertoire. He totally did a 180° in his crib last night. That was a shocker. I wasn't expecting to see his feet where his head had been. He also likes to move around on his playmat as well. I guess he likes to play with the dangling toys at different angles... Once again I ask, "Where did my baby go?". :)

Twinkle Toes

If you hold Wes these days you better be prepared to hold him so that he can stand up on his feet. For about the last week and a half he throws a fit and straightens up his body if you try to have him sit with you. He would much rather stand. My arms get tired from holding him long before his legs do.

Just My Size

Wes found a kitten at his Grandpa and Grandma S.'s house last weekend that was just his size.

...much better than those two huge orange ones he lives with. :)

Wes Heard the News

Wes heard that I only have a few more weekdays home with him before I have to go back to work... :(

Wes in the Buff

Wes decided to pee while I was changing his diaper this morning. I thought that he was over that phase, because I had a nice long stretch of no pee/poo accidents with the diaper off. (That's right... poo accidents. One time when he was only about 4 weeks old "it" shot across the changing table and some landed on the floor. This boy has range! I said "Oh crap" and then laughed, because I realized that was the perfect expression.)

After taking off his soaked pajamas and putting on a new diaper I thought I'd get some pictures. He was in such a happy mood that I was hoping to catch some smiles.

(Poor kid, he got his mommy's thick thighs... I wonder if that means he will be a good jumper too?)

More Ben & Wes Moments

These moments were too cute to pass up.

Eleven Weeks Old

Eleven weeks already... He doesn't mind his tummy time as long as it doesn't linger past a few minutes or so. He is on average only waking up one to two times a night. He has started to get his drool on. I can't sop that stuff up fast enough. He is smiling a ton and starting to squeal in delight when his mommy and daddy are super hilarious.

Mother's Day

I know that it is only 9:00am on Sunday morning, but the day has been great so far. Ben made me breakfast in bed. Chocolate chip pancakes with a little maraschino cherry juice drizzled over the top... Yummy! The "MOM" pancake was the best. :) Wes must have thought that I needed a little pampering after those 20 hours of labor (which let me remind you included a horrendous 4 hours of pushing), because he set me up with a massage, facial, mani & pedi. I can't wait!

After so many years of feeling sad for what I didn't have on Mother's Day, I was finally able to experience tears of joy. I think that having to wait a little longer to become a mother has given me a greater appreciation of what a wonderful gift motherhood really is. God has truly blessed our lives with little Wes.

12:00pm update: I never thought that I would be so proud to wear spit-up all down the front of my shirt during church service. :)