Saturday, October 24, 2009

3 Months Old

Dare I say it - my son is 3 Months Old......that means, yep *tear* he is no longer a newborn baby. I think this is the hardest milestone to overcome yet. Everyone says that the older the get the more fun they are, and I 100% agree, but it's still hard to realize that he isn't considered a "newborn baby" anymore.....

Okay I'm over it.

Since we don't have a 3 month pediatrician appointment, I can't update his height and weight, but with the stats from his one & two month appointments, I am assuming his weighs about 16-17 pounds and is 26-27 inches long.

On Thursday, his 3 month birthday, came Jackson's first haircut. He was such a good boy - I couldn't believe that I didn't have to hold his head....yep, that's right, no more of super fragile baby, Jackson can now sit without having his neck held.

Other fun things about Jackson as of recent:

*He LOVES his playmat - seriously, he could lay there for hours if I let him. Talking away to Shamoo and Octie.

*He has fully grown out of his baby bathtub - moving on to the real deal tonight, wish us luck.

*He is wearing 6 month clothing.

*Jackson definitely knows who Shane and I are. Every time he sees us, he gets a HUGE smile on his face and flails his arms like crazy.

*His farts are louder than a grown mans'.

*He is soothed by his car seat.

*Sleeping on average 8-10 hours a night.

*Hates his swing & Pack'n'Play

*Loves snuggling with mama first thing in the morning.

*Has 2 new boogers EVERYDAY!

*Often gags himself with his own fingers because he just can't help but shove them down his throat.

*Nicknames: Chunker, Munchkin Breath, Babes, Jackabouskis.

*The only place he will fall asleep is in your arms.

We love Jackson more today than yesterday, and although he tries our patience 100 times a day, there is no other way we would have it. Happy 3 months chunker.


















Thursday, October 22, 2009

First Haircut

Although most parents wait until their child is nearly 1 years old to get their first haircut, Jackson had to break the mold. He got his first haircut today, at 3 months old. It's no secret that Jackson was born with a FULL head of hair, making lots of newborns jealous and parents of 6 month old envy my child. All of the nurses at the hospital as well as "know it all mommies" told me not to cut his hair, because IT WILL FALL OUT. Well, here we are 3 months later and well, along with hair comes hair growth. Jackson's hair started to grow OVER his ear, a full INCH over his ear and he was beginning to look homeless.
My very good friend Diandra offered to give Jackson a "trim" - basically JUST a little off the ear and some in the back - but not much. She did a great job and both Shane and I are pleased with the results - he still looks like a baby, which is MOST important to us :)
BEFORE & AFTER PHOTOS:






Halloweenie Babies

Yesterday Jackson got invited to his first Halloween Costume party - hosted by my pal Michelle & her daughter Lila (who is exactly one week older than Jackson). Michelle and I met on "thebump.com" which I consider the BEST online mommy support group ever. She invited everyone over to her home yesterday for a get-together for our little munchkins. The babies ages ranged from one month - one year and the costumes were the cutest I've ever seen!!

Jackson had a great time - check it out!























































Saturday, October 17, 2009

Update : My surgery

Well yesterday was the dreadful day, the day of my surgery. I went into my surgery with high hopes and a positive outlook. I asked anyone and everyone to keep me and my family in their thoughts and prayers and said a few words to my God, asking for the best outcome possible. I think he got the message.

The procedure was expected to take 90 minutes and I was in & out of the OR in 30 minutes. At first, Shane thought something was wrong because my doc came into the waiting room 30 minutes after my procedure started - but my doc assured him that the surgery couldn't have gone better and I was doing just fine. The best part is that he DID NOT have to take my ovary! He got the tumor out just fine (showed us pictures and all) and I shouldn't have anymore problems.

So now I just need to spend the next few days recovering and taking care of myself. I think the hardest part is not being able to hold my precious son, Jackson. The nurse told me not to lift anything more than 5-10lbs.....well, Jackson is over 15lbs. So Shane is on daddy and mommy duty; and he is doing the best job ever. He is really pushing me to rest, take my pain meds and not lift one finger. I love him so much - he really is my rock.

We are also so very thankful for our parents who have helped take care of Jackson as well as Shane's sister, Leina and Katy DeSanctis for bringing us food. It's times like this that your true friends really stand out. We are so blessed and fortunate to have so many people reach out to us during this time- our friends ARE our family.....

Monday, October 12, 2009

Price Tag on Happiness?

Although most of my posts are happy and positive, when I set out to do a blog I promised that with the family/pregnancy updates, I would also include somethings that are going on in our lives that aren't so pretty - today is one of those days. There have been some topics in my family's life right now that have been weighing on my mind, and I'm sure Shane's mind as well and it just feels right to share them and/or maybe just get them off my chest. PLEASE NOTE: I am very well aware that my problems COULD BE A LOT WORSE, I understand that. But these are MY problems, so if you don't want to partake in MY pity party, take your cursor to the upper right-hand corner where the red box with the white X is located, and click it.

I have to first off admit that I am one pretty happy and LUCKY gal. I have everything I have EVER wanted out of life. I have an adoring husband that loves me more than anything (and shows me on a daily basis) and I am more in love with him that I ever have been. A HEALTHY, amazing little boy that is so full of life, spunk and unconditional love that I get to stay home with during the first few months of his life. I have a home that isn't our dream home, but is a great first home that has absolutely nothing wrong with it and is a safe place that we can provide for our son. I have to say that NONE of this was given to me, I had to work pretty damn hard to get where I am today. Shane and I had to live with my parents for a year in order to afford our wedding, we tried for 8 months to get pregnant with Jackson (every month I cried when only 1 line showed up on the pregnancy test), and we had to work our BUTTS off to afford/get into our house. So I always ask, what more could a girl ask for right?

Sometimes I feel like all of my happiness comes with a price.
For Jackson: I have a tumor on my right ovary that must be removed. Along with the removal of the tumor, my ovary may be removed too. Not only can we not afford the surgery, I MAY HAVE AN OVARY REMOVED! Is Jackson worth it:
ABSOLUTELY!
For our home: Our job(s) are completely unstable and we BOTH will be unemployed next month, is our home worth it?
DEFINITELY!
For my happy marriage to the man of my dreams: mistakes from our past come back to haunt us and just WILL NOT GO AWAY financially, is our love worth it?
NO QUESTION!
For the best friends anyone could ever ask for: our car MUST have something wrong with it or break down every 6 months and each time we realized that we can't afford to get into a new car, is it worth it for the friends we have?
YOU BET!

I know the answers to all of these questions I ask myself, and the sayings are ALWAYS going through my head, "This too, shall pass" and "God won't give you anything you can't handle". But sometimes I just really want to ask God to throw a girl a bone. Let me bask in my happiness for a little bit before your throw me my next obstacle! I know I can handle the next one, and we WILL get through it, we always do - but let me just have ONE MONTH where I don't have to worry about making a mortgage payment, or the day I am going to have to drop my son off at daycare, or my car breaking down on the freeway with a hungry baby in the backseat. Just one month, please?

Okay, there, I did it. I wrote out a very personal blog that I'm sure will get flamed. Just remember what I said, these are MY problems - problems that I rarely share with anyone.....

Monday, October 5, 2009

Pumpkin Patch 2009

Yesterday we took Jackson on his first holiday excursion - the Pumpkin Patch. Although we know he's a bit young and can't really enjoy the meaning, I was dead set on starting a tradition that we can carry on for years to come.

We visited Craven Farms out in Snohomish and brought along the rest of the Makanani clan to include Papa & Grandma Makanani, Auntie Bub, Leina, Lincoln & Kea Manahan and the Boyce Family (Shane's cousins visiting from Bend, Or.). The day we chose couldn't have been better, the weather was beautiful and the farm wasn't crowded at all. We tried to carry Jackson in the Baby Bjorn, but he just wasn't having it - about 10 minutes into getting there he lost it, so Daddy & Mommy had to switch off carrying him. Eventually, after about 500 pictures, he fell asleep in my arms......hopefully next year he can stay awake and he can pick out his pumpkin.

Tonight.....pumpkin carving! Stay tuned!