All about James

First, I can't believe that my little man will be 1 this month!! And that there will be a second baby before that. I thought it would be fun to a post just for Jamie. It would make a nice birthday post, but I'm thinking I might be a little busy and might forget. Jamie is such a precious boy. He may have his moments and is entering his terrible 2's, but he is such a sweet boy.

He wasn't a planned baby....please don't be offended. We just weren't trying and thought we would wait a little bit yet. I really wanted to finish school. When I found out, I was not very happy. I was just so shocked and couldn't believe it. The first couple of months were hard. When I think about it now, I feel bad for feeling that way, but I don't think I was ready at that moment to be a mom. I then got screwed over at school and wasn't allowed to do my internship for my last year. Of course, they won't admit the reason why, but I know. The pregnancy was also hard on me just because I wasn't expecting it and didn't know what to expect during the whole thing. My current pregnancy is hard also, but I know what to expect, what to do and not to do....you know, things you learn after doing it once! I do want to say that I never hated Jamie while I was pregnant. Once I got further into it, things got better. I just had some internal things to deal with. Jamie was born on September 30, two days after his due date. I went in on Monday for a nonstress test because his activty level was going down. I knew something was up because we were in there longer than we should have been. The doctor came in and said that we needed to induce which is something he doesn't do a lot. He said the baby was ok now, but if we waited til Friday (my next test), he could be in a lot more distress and it could result in a C-Section. I started to cry. I wanted to meet him, but I wasn't planning on hearing that news. I was induced around 11am on Monday and Jamie was born at 7:30am on Tuesday. We didn't know the sex so when they said he was a boy, I didn't even care....I was so wore out. About 15 minutes after he was born and things calmed down a bit, and I had some more energy, I was so excited to see him. He weighed 8lbs. 10 oz. and was 20 1/2 inches. He was such a good baby from the beginning. He didn't cry much and when he did, it was such a big boy cry. He changed our life, definately for the good!

One thing I say all the time, is that I can't believe how fast he has grown! He weighed 18 pounds at only 3 months. After the first few weeks, I didn't feel like I had a baby...haha! Even now, he is wearing 3T and 4T clothes, 31 pounds, and about 36 inches tall (or taller, he is reaching a lot more things now!). He was getting rice cereal in his bottle at one month, eating baby food at four months, and drinking completely from sippy cups at ten months. He is a very independent little boy. He needs to do things on his own. I had to stop cutting his bananas up because he wanted to eat them like a big boy. I like the fact that he is so independent, but it makes me sad at times. He is a jabber mouth! He loves to talk, even though you may not be able to make out everything he says! He likes to sing, dance, listen to grandpa's polkas....yes, my dad has a polka band! He is ALL boy. He loves trucks, tractors, balls, mega blocks, dirt. He has a mechanical mind, like his daddy. He likes to know how things work. He will actually take things apart and put them back together, or watch how things works. He is so smart. I know every parent says that about their kids, but I think he is too smart for his own good right now...haha! Eric and I drink Mountain Dew, but I like Code Red and Jamie knows that. He sees a green can and says "daddy" and then points to the red can and says "momma." Just tonight we were working on colors and said something was blue and then he went and found a few other things that were blue...all on his own! He is also an escape artist. He runs outside or upstairs so quick it is insane.

This is one of his 6 month pics and I just love it. My brother is a Marine so he is sporting his camo. This child also has little fear....something I'm not a huge fan of all the time. We have a huge black lab (like 100 pounds at least!) and he has never been afraid of him. I really like that though. He does things all the time that about give me a heart attack and he doesn't care that he could get hurt....until he does. I know that he is going to be a great big brother. I know we will have our moments with him, but I'm not too worried about it. My sister asked him the other day where Oliver was and he said "in momma".....are you kidding me?!! We put the other carseat in the car and I told him it was for Ollie and he just loved that. He was so well behaved in that car with the other seat next to him...haha! I can't wait to see how he acts with Oliver.

This is one of his 1 year pics and it is so Jamie! He makes such crazy faces. Well, I'll stop bragging.....for now! It is getting late and this momma needs some sleep.