7 MONTHS OLD

Our wonderful little boy turned 7 months old the other day...how is that possible? I love the way it feels to say,"our little boy."

I can't imagine life without him. It is as if we have been 3 forever. For so long we dreamt about what it would be like to have a child in our prescence but had no idea the profound effect he would have on us.

This last month we experienced alot of firsts. We had our first swim lesson, and I must say Jaid is a natural. Kicking under the water without any instruction to do so. Splashing and moving his arms in a way that would make you think this kid has been in the pool before. Jaid went to his first concert...Big Bad Voodoo Daddy and he LOVED it. Jaid was exposed to many first solid foods this last month. To say he is a great eater is an understatement... so far he likes everything. He is sitting up by himself for the first time, seeing everything from a different perspective. It is a wonder to watch him explore, feel, taste, and play. Each day it is something new.

Unfortunately Jaid got a bacterial infection last week. His excema was getting very bad in the back of his leg and there was a little pimple like thing next to it so we decided to take him in. Thank goodness because it turns out he has MRSA which is a bacteria - staph infection. They say it is transferred skin to skin or a carrier may have it in there nose without even knowing. Gross. Apparently because his excema got so bad- it penetrated the area. So we are nursing him back to himself. Actually he's been great through it all...he's a trooper. It hurts me more than it hurts him!

I think about my favorite time with Jaid and every time is my favorite time. My favorite time is when he awakes in the moring and we hear him talking and playing with himself. My favorite time is when we walk into his room first thing in the morning and he just looks up at us with a huge beautiful smile. My favorite time is when Jesse brings him into bed to cuddle after his first bottle. My favorite it time his when we set him up in his play area in the morning. My favorite time is when I get home from work, Daddy is holding him and he stretches his arms out for me to take him into my arms and sqeeeeeeeeze him. My favorite time is when he is in his high chair and he is feeding himself with his spoon. My favorite time is when we give Jaid his bath and he splashes with all his toys. My favorite time is when he has his last bottle and we begin our nightly routine. My favorite time is when I read to him at night and he holds the book with interest until I am finished. Then I kiss his forehead, say "night night" and our eyes lock. Without exchanging any more words I begin to walk out. We both know it is safe to leave one another because when we awake tomorrow my favorite time will come again.