Another from yesterday, this boy just loves to smile. This picture was taken whilst Nathaniel was mid 'coo', just love those first little words and babbling sounds, can't wait for the giggles to come now. I'm tickling him furiously, but nothing as yet. Oh, the little hat was given to me by my cousin and it was the hat he wore home from the hospital, it was so big on him then, and now only just fits!
My cold has been getting me down a little, it's taken so long for me to get better. This morning I decided to do something that makes me happy and took some pictures of my little man. How cute did this picture turn out! The light was just right! I just love taking pictures. It's shots like this that really motivate me to want to do so much more. When this little boy is bigger I'm definitely going to do a course. Until then I have the perfect subject to work with, I'm so lucky!
Eric Carle's book was without a doubt my favourite book as a child. It has also been a favourite of each of my boys, so much so that I decided to replace our old battered copy with a new copy for Nathaniel to love. I also bought him a caterpillar rattle to go with it - so cute! Little did I know it was the hungry caterpillar's 40th birthday - many happy returns!
I'm so grateful to Rach and Noz lending me Noah's baby rocker. Nathaniel loves it! I love it to because it means I can get on and do a few jobs whilst he's content to sit and rock!
Feeling a little poorly right now, have a cold that's turned into a chesty cough. So I haven't even begun training for the race for life yet - time is ticking. It's nice to have this little one to cuddle though, that makes me feel better, hope he doesn't get sick too. I've left him to get of to sleep by himself a few times now, he cries a little, but sleeps for longer and wakes up happy and refreshed.
I've hit a dilemma and I'm not sure what to do. Despite the above picture, this little boy isn't sleeping well during the day and it's making him miserable. He likes to feed and then have a little nap, we've been doing that since he was born 11 weeks ago. Then depending on how tired he is I put him down in his rocker or cot to see if he'll sleep longer then 15 minutes, but he usually wakes. Whatever I do he never gets himself off to sleep, he's usually rocked, bobbed or fed to sleep. Both my other boys never had this problem. Can you see my dilemma? Is it time to use the controlled crying technique? The one where you leave your little one to cry themselves off to sleep for a few days until they've learnt they can sleep by themselves. Is he too little to have that traumatic experience? It's such a toughie. I think maybe it is time. I've tried carrying him around in the baby sling, he likes it too much and sleeps constantly, then won't sleep at night. He's miserable as it is, and as much as I love this little man, I simply cannot devote every waking moment to keeping him content, as much as I'd like to. Just a few difficult days, and maybe I could get him into a better sleep pattern? I think I'll make a decision then pray about it. Maybe that's the best course of action. What would you do? I'll let you know what my decision is and how it goes.
Tayler is definitely my deep thinker. He asks all sorts of interesting questions and really ponders our answers. Yesterday morning he jumped into bed with Nathaniel and I after breakfast. 'Mummy, I've been thinking about wheelchairs and stuff', he said, 'Oh yes, tell me what you've been thinking' I responded. 'Well, one day I might be in a wheelchair, because you know I have splints, like Grandpa, and Grandpa has a wheelchair too'. We've not talked too much about the progression of Tayler's muscular condition with him, so as not to worry him, but of course he's a clever boy and is able to realise the similarities between himself and his Grandpa. Our plan is to answer each question or thought he has in his time frame, praying that we'll have suitable answers that will help him deal with his disability.
This was a biggie, I didn't want him to be scared or worried about having to be in a wheel chair one day, which is a definite possibility. I responded by saying 'Maybe, but not for a long time yet'. There is of course the possibility of some treatment, maybe he'll never need a wheel chair, researchers say they get closer and closer each year, but we don't know for sure whether a treatment will be of any benefit for Tayler. He also may or may not have the same course of muscle degeneration that his Grandpa has, it's a huge unknown. I could see that he was thinking about my response, I asked him if that worried him, his answer amazed me. 'Nope' he said. 'I like wheelchairs, because you can relax in them and let someone else push you around!'. What an amazingly positive answer! His strength and positive attitude really are incredible, I was so proud of him.
I was touched by the words of President James E. Faust in this months Ensign he was quoted as saying “The challenge of having handicapped people is not new. Many have questioned why some have such limitations. It was so in the time of Jesus:
“‘And as Jesus passed by, he saw a man which was blind from his birth.
“‘And his disciples asked him, saying, Master, who did sin, this man, or his parents, that he was born blind?
“‘Jesus answered, Neither hath this man sinned, nor his parents: but that the works of God should be made manifest in him.’ (John 9:1–3)” (President James E. Faust (1920–2007), Second Counselor in the First Presidency, “The Works of God,” Ensign, Nov. 1984, 54. )
It takes about 30 shots just to get one half good picture of my boys. I guess that's the same for photographing most children together, it's a miracle to have them all looking at the camera. I actually think that I managed to capture a little of my boys unique personalities in this picture. Jarom is of course the oldest, he's pretty responsible and the way he's holding Nathaniel shows that. He's also quite shy, he has confidence in himself, he's just a little uncertain at times, I think that shows in his smile. Tayler is smiley and very happy most of the time. He is a typical boy of 6 and this shows in his silly smile. Nathaniel? Well, we're still working each other out. He really loves being part of our family, I seem to sense that really strongly. He gives us wonderful smiles and goggles and chats away to all of us. At times I thinks he's a little shocked by the wonders of a little physical body - hunger, tiredness and wind - that's definitely the worst, luckily he is easily comforted. I guess this picture has captured his content at being born the third brother, yet I can also see him say, "Mum, that's enough picture taking for one day, can I have some milk now please?"
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