Noah - 6 Months

Our baby, our last one, is six months today.  While I love to watch all my boys grow, there is something bittersweet for me when they hit the six months mark. We've survived the endless feedings, night wakings, and always having the baby in a swing or on the playmat.  I've always marked six months as a milestone. I look forward to the next six months and all the developments that brings, but I'll miss the times of just holding my snuggly sleepy baby who was content to just be in my arms. I focused on those moments more intentionally this time around because I knew that it would be the last time I was going through that season of life. I'm getting emotional here!

At six months Noah is:

- starting to sit on his own without assistance
- rolling both ways (back to tummy, tummy to back). He most often is on his tummy.
- sleeping from 7:30 - 5, then sleeps for maybe 45 min - hour after his feeding.
- the older he gets the more aware and alert he gets, which means when his brothers wake up, so does he! The joys of having 3 boys share a room :)
- started solids and loves it. I try to avoid putting him in the high chair unless I am going to feed him as he now associates the high chair with food. I do not feed him solids as often as he would like - Momma's busy!
- loves his big brothers. He gets picked up, laid on, his face gets smushed and he takes it all with a smile (most of the time).
- spends most of his time in what I call "baby jail". It keeps him safe from those loving brothers of his. Also loves being in the exersaucer.
- Noah is a happy baby. He pretty much cries only when he's tired or hungry, or his brothers have annoyed him.  People constantly comment on how happy he is and how often he smiles. I'm told "he's going to be very laid back!" ... yeah, I was told that about Lucas too. (Lucas - 6 months). Then he turned 2 and his personality erupted. We'll have to wait & see what Noah's personality is like as he gets older.

A One Hour Glimpse of Mommyhood

I was telling my husband the other day how I am seemingly incapable of getting one thing done. I feel like I am constantly interrupted or get distracted by something else.  Since I am much better at putting my thoughts down via paper  blog, I figured I would write it out here. Everything below pretty much happened in a one hour timespan.

I made dinner and put it in the oven. Pat on the back for actually getting dinner ready at a decent time. I open the dishwasher to unload and pull out a blue plate. This reminded me that I left Lucas's blue sheet in the dryer and I should grab it to make his bed. Otherwise it will be bedtime while I'm scrambling to make his bed {not that I'm speaking from experience or anything ...}.  I take out said sheet and go make his bed.  En route to the bedroom I pick up the dirty clothes in the boys bathroom and toss them into the hamper. On the way back I pick up a load of laundry to toss in the wash. While taking the laundry through the kitchen (laundry unit is in garage) I notice that the table is messy, so I should clean that up. I start the laundry and come back into the kitchen.  At this point the baby has noticed that I've emerged from the kitchen so he's starting to fuss a little.  I walk by, make silly faces and say that Mommy will be there in a minute. This appeases him momentarily. I grab the placemats and clean them off.  Baby is starting to fuss again and I notice that one of his brothers hands him a toy to keep him quiet. I am leaving baby in exersaucer because he is safe from his well meaning older bothers. Upon clearing the table I start picking up the random toys in the room and tossing them in the play room. Again talk to fussy baby and say I'll be there in a minute. (like I said I would be there 10 minutes ago).  The alert for the meat thermometer beeps so I stop to check the temperature  of the meat. I realize that I should get the rest of the stuff for dinner ready (as it's a two part meal). One of the older boys comes in asking for food, I shoo him out of the kitchen. Start getting everything ready, and baby is REALLY fussing. I quickly grab him and put him in the highchair, and try to put avocado on his tray. I then realize how essentially ridiculous this is, because I'm 32 years old and I can't even pick up the darn avocado pieces without them sliding all over the tray. The baby is 3 days shy of 6 months with nary a pincer grip. So I grab a spoon and start feeding him a bite here and there as I dash about the kitchen. Almost bang into the door of the dishwasher as I have left dishwasher open from the first time I opened it. Timer for oven goes off, I need to retrieve the food. Realize I haven't finished putting the second part of dinner together. Give baby a bite of food. Quickly put meat on cutting board & grab knife, laying it down beside the meat. Finish putting the rest of the dish together and slide it in the oven. One of the older boys comes in asking for food, I shoo them out of the kitchen. Carve the meat & throw it in tupperware because I actually made dinner TOO early, as my husband was working late and was not home yet. Realize baby is fussing because he is tired, not hungry (good job Mom).  Put baby down for a nap, and decide that instead of the dishes, maybe I should shower. I haven't showered yet today, I look a mess and have grease stains on my shirt from hot oil splattering on me. Grab dish out of the oven and add it to the meat. Hop in the shower and get interrupted a few times by children asking for food. {They never STOP asking} Baby wakes up as I finish shower.  Dress, get baby, give him a toy & tell his oldest brother to keep an eye on him. Go back to kitchen, check recipe and realize I never made the side dish.  Remember to close dishwasher door this time.  Finish making the side dish right as husband walks in the door. Still haven't done the dishes that I started to unload .... an hour ago.

Oh Happy Day!!

What a sweet and joyful moment we had in the Thompson household last night!  Our Jordan, aged 6, asked Jesus into his heart!

   Yesterday was Good Friday. I had been talking to Jordan off and on throughout the day what Good Friday meant, how Jesus died on the cross for our sins, and so forth.  Jordan attended the Good Friday service at church with me (David was playing). On the way home, I talked to him about the service and what he got out of it. He talked about Jesus being on the cross and I asked him how he felt about it. His response: sad.  I talked about what Jesus does for us when He's in our hearts, how He helps us to obey (I told Jordan that Mommy does not like obeying, but Jesus helps me because He's in my heart). By that point, Jordan was starting to zone out, so I let it be.

  Later that evening, at bedtime, I had to feed Noah so I was sending the boys to bed by "themselves". Jordan came in saying he did not want to be alone. At first I said he had Lucas with him, and he still didn't want to be alone. Then I said Jesus was always with him. Jordan asked me to tell him more about Jesus, and I did. I explained that once you ask Jesus into your heart, He will never leave you. Jordan told me that he had Jesus in his heart. I said when? He said "now". So I asked if he wanted to ask Jesus into his heart and he said yes. As I turned on the light to see Jordan better (important moment, you know!) After I turned on the light, Jordan saw a book on the nightstand and asked to read it. I responded we could, did he want to pray before or after? He wanted to read the book first, then pray. I love it - it's so Jordan.

  After we read the book and I tucked the older boys into bed, I asked Jordan if he still wanted to ask Jesus into his heart. He did, so I prayed and he prayed after me. What a sweet moment! I told Jordan how happy I was for him, he responded he was happy too and promptly fell asleep.

  When telling my parents the next day, he said "I asked Jesus into my heart. It was exhausting!" =D That boy, too funny.  (Exhausting because he fell asleep right away)

My Jordan, your Daddy and I are so beyond happy for you that you have asked Jesus into your heart. We pray that He will guide you and you will look to Him always, in every circumstance. Life is not going to be easy - there are valleys and hills, but you will get through them with Jesus by your side. We do not know what plans He has for you, but if you let Him, He will mold you into a great man of God and do great things with you for Him. We love you Jordan!

3 months

The boys @ 3 months

I love looking back at pictures and seeing if the boys look alike or different. Noah is certainly our chunkiest one! Each baby was bigger than the last. 

Noah is a week away from turning 3 months. He is becoming very aware of his surroundings {which can make nursing hard when his brothers are around}.  He lives in the swing, the bassinet, car seat & Ergo.  Welcome third child - you are hardly ever on the ground. We are slowly transitioning him to his crib. Not as easy as I thought it would be since his brothers run in the bedroom at various times when Noah is taking a nap.  At this stage, Noah is generally sleeping from 9:30 /10pm - 7 am, and naps all morning. Afternoons are when he's most awake.  In fact, it's his brothers who wake me up during the night! You'd think it would be the baby but no ... it's the 5 & 3 year old that keep climbing into our bed.  Jordan hardly comes in at night anymore but Lucas does. I'm getting a good workout carrying him back to bed every night! 

Noah, out of the three boys, is the one who loves tummy time the most. Not sure how that works since his head is bigger than his brothers were, but he does a good job. Noah is wearing 3-6 month clothes. At his 2 month check up he was 14 lbs 3 ozs, 24 inches. 

The older boys continue to love on their little brother. If he's crying, they run to comfort him. If he's on the ground, they get down & interact with him.  Jordan told me that he'll change Noah's diaper when he turns 6 - I'm going to hold him to that :) 

Lucas is 95% potty trained! We told him he could watch TMNT each time he pooped in the toilet, and that's what got him trained. He was 3 years and 1 month, just two months earlier than Jordan. 

Jordan is turning six in two months - how is he getting so big? I am turning 32 in a few weeks - how am I getting so old? 

Noah Jonathan

On October 25th, 2014 we welcomed Noah Jonathan to the world & became a family of 5!

10/25/14
7 lbs 3 ozs, 20 inches long

The older boys adore their younger brother - it is fun to watch them interact with Noah. Everyone they see, they say "this is my baby Noah!"  Here's a video of the boys meeting Noah -
J & L meeting N

2 weeks old - growing like a champ! 

Noah at 4 weeks old - Noah

At a month old, you are sleeping through the night (5-8 hours since your last feeding) which Mommy loves!! You are becoming more aware of your surroundings, especially your brothers, which makes it harder for you to fall asleep with them around.  My Noah, our God sure knew what He was doing when He brought you into our lives. I cannot imagine our family without you and am so thankful for you.  I look forward to seeing your personality emerge and how you'll handle those big brothers of yours :)

Happy 3rd Birthday Lucas!

As you turned 3 this year, you were no longer my baby boy! Three weeks earlier, you became a big brother to Noah. You, my Lucas, are a wonderful big brother. You call him "my baby Noah" and adore him to pieces. Your daddy & I always said "Lucas has a middle child personality" and God knew! You keep up with Jordan and you slow it down to give Noah a hug and kiss as you pass by him. 

You are silly and fun loving. You love to perform and entertain. You are sensitive to the needs of others - you comfort other family members when they are sad, you make sure Noah always has a blanket, you are quick to tell Jordan "it's okay" when he has wronged you, and you are also quick to apologize when you have wronged him.  When Jordan is at school, you are content playing on your own and you are so excited when it is time to get Jordan.  I love watching you run to Jordan & give him a hug when we pick him up.   

You are my bruiser of a boy. Not a day goes by where you do not fall, trip or stumble into something. Your face always has a bruise, bump or cut.  You cry when you get hurt, but you pick yourself up and continue on. You love to be outside & play with your Rescue Bots or construction toys. Many days I will hear you outside talking away as you play. 

Speaking of talking - you, my boy, talk. A lot. Probably more than me! You are inquisitive and ask questions, you like to talk about your day, and there are times where you are talking just to talk :) You always want to know what people's names are - you ask them their name & then introduce yourself. You are quite the people person.  I look forward to seeing this trait develop as you grow older and get involved in school & extracurricular activities.  

We love you Lucas!

39 Weeks & counting

I am writing to document that this is the longest pregnancy I've had out of the 3. It's been a roller coaster in many ways, but I am so thankful that I did not faint & go on bed rest.  It has been the most "normal" pregnancy!

It took months to wrap my head around a third pregnancy, a third child, a third boy. I never thought I would have more than two children, especially on the days I felt so incapable of mothering the two I already have. It just goes to show "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" - especially with having three boys!!

Lindsey with baby # 1  - 35 weeks.
Me with baby #3 - 39 weeks.