Big Moment!

I’ve been busy getting ready for club volleyball season, so I haven’t had time to blog. However, Catch has had a big moment lately. On Tuesday night he held his bottle all by himself! We were amazed. His arms would get tired, so he’d just drop and look at us – waiting for us to pick it up for him.

Catch has been having a few difficult nights; he keeps waking up several times a night. Hopefully, it’s just a phase and he’ll start sleeping the entire night. I’ll check on him in the middle of the night and he’ll be clear across the other side of the crib! When we play on the floor, he just pushes up onto his hands, but he hasn’t rolled back over yet. But obviously he can, because he switches positions in his crib a few times a night.

Catch still cries sometimes when we change his diaper, so Chris has started distracting him. Catch has a little stuffed giraffe and blue puppy that we keep on his changing table. Chris does this funny voice when he talks to Catch as "Gef the Giraffe" and a different voice as "Big Blue." Catch LOVES them. It almost always relaxes him and makes him smile, even if it is 3:00 in the morning.

Hmmm…what else is Catcheroo doing these days? Oh! He loves his water. At the end of bath time Chris always pours water on him. Catch puts his hand up into the stream of the water and plays with it. It is too cute!

Random Thought: I heard this song called “Smile” by Uncle Kracker the other day, and there is this one part in his song that describes how I feel about my boys. Just thought I’d share it with all of you.

“Even when you're gone
Somehow you come along
Just like a flower poking the sidewalk crack and just like that
You steal away the rain and just like that
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like bird…”

Boomer was feeling left out. Catch is all about the dogs now. He giggles and smiles when he sees them.

Playing in his toy thing. Not quite sure what to call it.

Aren't these slippers just precious?! And they actually stay on.

He loves all the toys.

The little yellow polka dot ball has a face on it and Catch will just stare at it.

Chris took off his onesie and it made his hair static. :0)

He loves the water!

Little Man taking a nap on his daddy.

Grandma Brenda reading with Catheroo. He loves the pictures.

My little Superman

He is getting so much more control of his body.

And he's starting to move a little bit more.

He's holding his bottle!

He's getting too grown too fast!

Uh-oh...we've got a thumbsucker!

What a week...

Last Friday my brother and I took Catch to Midwest City’s High School homecoming parade. He seemed to have fun looking at all the cars drive by us. He looked so cute in his little hat. Later that night, Uncle Baba took us all to Sante Fe to eat. We all had burgers and they were delicious! I’ve been craving another one ever since. After we ate we went to watch a little bit of the football game. It was pretty chilly, so Catch wore his Bomber Black sweats and "Future MVP" sweatshirt. He was just precious in his little beanie! Just wait, you’ll see the picture below. We only stayed for about 30 minutes, but Catch just loves being around people. I think he’s going to be worse than me about people-watching, or as Chris would say, staring.

I had to go to club tryouts Saturday and Sunday, so it was daddy and son time all weekend. Unfortunately, Catch wasn’t feeling too hot, so he was quite fussy. On Sunday, Grandpa and Grandma Manley came over to visit Catch. By Sunday night, Catch was running a fever, so Chris and I split Monday and Tuesday to stay home with him. We finally took him to the doctor Tuesday afternoon, and of course, by the time we got there his fever was gone! Isn’t that how it always happens! But that’s okay – as long as he is alright. The doc said he looked great and he showed me how to take a rectal temperature. Let me just tell you – that’s not any fun. Catch went back to daycare today, Wednesday, and I was a little bummed. I loved staying home with him, and I just hope that one day I’ll be able to for good. :0)

Leaving the parade in his cute little hat.

Picking leaves with daddy

He grabbed a leaf from a tree.

Uncle Baba and Catch

Uncle Baba, Catch, and me at Santa Fe

Daddy and Catch at the Bomber football game. Doesn't he look just adorable in his beanie?!

I got Catch one of the gold footballs. He didn't want anything to do with it though. Uh-Oh... ;0)

Already getting ready for his quarterback position.

Sleeping in on a Sunday morning. I was getting ready for club tryouts, so I put Catch in bed with daddy.

Catch waking daddy up.

Doesn't he just melt your heart?!

Grandpa Manley with Catch

Grandpa and Grandma Manley

I put Catch down on his mat to play and he rolled over and fell asleep. It must have been a hard first day back at daycare.

As you can see his onesie is too small for him.

Look at him lifting up on his hands now!

hehehehe....

He gets tired, so he has to rest for a bit. He even breathes hard!

Now tell me this isn't the cutest pic of him?!

Ready to play again.

Ready for bed! He looks like a big boy!

"Crying it out"

Chris and I started the whole “crying it out process” Sunday night, and let me tell you, we were not looking forward to it. The doctor said to start it at about 4 months old, especially since he was getting used to sleeping in my arms all night. Sunday came along and I was looking for an excuse not to start it, but I realized that if I kept putting it off, he’d be 2 years old and still sleeping in my arms. That would definitely not work. So…we did it and it actually wasn’t as traumatic as I thought it was going to be. He woke up about three times, but each time, I nursed him and rocked him, and he fell back asleep. I was so happy we didn’t have to listen to him cry for a long period of time, but I was so worried the whole night that I set my alarm every 40 minutes or so to check on him. By Monday morning, I thought, “Hey, this isn’t so bad. We can do this.” As you can guess, I spoke too soon. Monday night, Catch woke up 3 times again, but the last time (at 3:30 am) he cried for 35 minutes after we tried to get him back to sleep. It was awful! I just sat on the bed listening to him on the monitor. Tuesday night was a little better. We gave him a teaspoon of rice cereal in his bottle before we went to bed even though his doctor said not to. I felt like he wasn’t full before he was going to sleep, and I think I was right. Catch sucked down that bottle like nothing! He still woke up 2 times, but the last time he only cried for 25 minutes. My mom sat in the kitchen with me while I listened to him cry. Although it was still awful to hear, at least it was 10 minutes less than the previous night. On Wednesday, Grandma Lisa brought over one of the best gifts we could have ever received! She got us some monitors that track Catch’s breathing, so if he ever stops breathing it’ll set off an alarm. It has made us much more relaxed! We can now put him on his tummy, which is his favorite way to sleep. And I don’t have to set my alarm every ½ hour to check on him! Wednesday night was even better. He only woke up 2 times and once I nursed and rocked him back to sleep, he stayed asleep. I was beginning to have hope. Last night was the best night so far. Catch only woke up once at 3:30. I nursed him and rocked him back to sleep. Luckily, he woke up about 6:25, because if he would have slept until 7 like he usually does, I would have been late to work. Thanks Catcheroo! Keep up the good work! :0)

Going for a walk.



We were getting the monitors set up, so Grandma Brenda rocked him to sleep. This was the first night of rice cereal. Do you think it worked?!

My precious

The following video is from our trip to Little Rock. This was the first time he pushed up on his elbows to hold himself up. He is growing up so fast!