And in this corner, weighing in at 19 pounds and 10 ounces, Trey Diaz

So Trey's been 6 months now for almost 2 weeks. I guess he's almost 7 months at this point (CRAZY)! I've been meaning to post his stats but I think I lost the paper the doctor gave us. Basically, out kid is big. At weigh in he was just over 19 lbs, which by now I'm sure is at least 20. He was in the 75%-90% for both height and weight. He also had his follow-up x-ray for his collar bone and the doc said everything healing as it should. Trey doesn't even seem to be bothered by it at all at this point so I think we're safe. Phew...dodged that bullet!

For Trey's 6 month birthday, we did what every baby wants to do...PICTURES! But no seriously...my baby loves them. He is such a little cheese for the camera. It's like he's got a radar that tells him someone has a camera and I need to have the biggest smile ever for it. We had our friend Nando take the pictures at Reid Park. Adam and Julie brought Ella and Cole for pictures too. We tried to get some of them all together, and each individually. I'm anxiously waiting to see them as I think we got some really good ones! I'll be sure to post when they're ready. In the mean time..here are some prime examples of my little cheese:

Dear Sleep, Where Have You Gone? Love, Sarah

It's been one of the hectic times where I think to myself, "will my life always be like this?" The lack of sleep is starting to wear on me. I think its really a curse to have a good sleeping newborn, only to have a non-sleeping infant. OK, so I'm exaggerating a little. Trey does sleep, but he is starting to teeth pretty bad so I think that is what is disturbing his, and my, sleep. He's a pretty good routine. He'll fall asleep around 8:00, wake up around 10:30, wake up around 12:30, sometimes wake up around 2:00, wake up around 5:30, and then will usually stay asleep until we're ready to head out of the door. Luckily, this week he's been skipping his 2:00am wake up call which has been nice. At least I can get somewhat of a large chunk of uninterrupted sleep. In addition to the teething, I think he's hitting a growth spurt so when he does wake up, he's starvin' marvin. It is getting better now that we've hit a turning point with food. I try to stuff him as full as I can before he goes to sleep and that helps with the wakefulness, too. Its definitely difficult to slug through work especially since it's been so busy. I literally fall into bed every night in exhaustion, only to be awaken a couple hours later. But now that I've got all my complaining out of the way....

Trey got his first tooth! It finally broke. It's a bottom one and it looks so cute when he gaps his mouth open to laugh. As I mentioned prior, we hit a turning point with food. He wasn't too fond of it at first, but I kept trying and now he's a little eating champ. He LOVES peaches, but will pretty much eat any other fruit; grapes, strawberries, apples, pears. I've been force feeding vegetables which he hated at first. I'm glad I did because now he loves carrots and sweet potatoes. Still not to fond of any green veggie...NOT like his mama. But we're still trying. He also sits up on his own and can scoot forward by pushing his little toes into the floor. He's getting so big now and is such a little boy. Yesterday he came from the sitters and his socks were filthy dirty. I don't know how a 6 month old gets his socks that dirty? Definitely his fathers' son!

1 Year Ago

Inspired by a friend's blog (thanks Cindy), I looked back through my past blog posts. I actually had never done this and it was actually so much fun to do. There were so many things I forgot about. It's nice to be able to look back at a snapshot of my life; what I was thinking, what was going on, and what I thought was important enough to blog about.

1 year ago this month Deo and I just started announcing to everyone we were pregnant. I was in my first trimester at just about 12 weeks. At that point in my life, I had no idea was I was getting myself into. It's only been 6 months, but what a ride it's been. It sounds cliche, but I never knew I could love someone so much. Seeing part of both me and Deo in Trey; it's just simply amazing. My life has changed tremendously in the past year, and not just with the arrival Trey. I've had people enter, I've had people leave; some relationships have blossomed, while others have been strained. I've loved and lost. I've cried and laughed. I've taken a million pictures. I've experienced a million emotions. With all that's said and done, Deo and I started our very own family to love and grow with together. I am one lucky lady.

Here's just a few reasons why I'm so lucky:

(hat is from the seller citefuzz on etsy.com...love, love, love it!)

Bore of a Training

Have you ever been to a training session and left feeling like you knew more before the actual training occurred? Have you ever sat in a training session, looked to your left and looked to your right, and wondered how in the world these people actually got hired at the same place you did? If not, maybe you are one of those people that get blogged about the next day. Or maybe I'm just a know-it-all snob. (Probably the latter is most accurate).

Yesterday, I had to attend a 3.5 hour training on an alumni/donor software that the University uses. I see this reoccurring theme in my life in which I attend a workshop, or training session, or class, and leave more frustrated than ever; it happened with the breastfeeding class and the hospital tour. Now that my work schedule is so extremely tight, I get frustrated at every wasted minute of my day. I had to wake up at 6:00am to get to work in time in order to walk cross campus to this training. Hence why I was so frustrated that we didn't even start getting into the real meat of the training until 45 minutes into the workshop. We had to go around the room and introduce ourselves and talk about how we will be using the program. I mean, really? I could care less how anyone else is using the program, I know how I needed to use it so let's get on with it. Then the "trainer" proceeded to give her background on how she believed her career in fund raising started when she was 6 years old when she trick-or-treated for UNICEF. I use the word trainer in quotations marks because supposedly she has been leading the training session for 2 years but couldn't get the projector to set up correctly (meaning she didn't know how to make the picture larger) or how to log in to the system. Her excuse was that she normally does the training sessions on Thursdays so the fact that it was a Tuesday was throwing her off.

As I sat there, passively taking in all the information, I started jotting down some things the trainer was saying. You know, real important stuff that I didn't want to forget. Here is my list of real things that are very important to know when using the program.

1. If you don't know what your campaign is, you will need to figure that out.
2. Scroll down until you find the "View Samples" link. DO NOT click on it.
3. Don't let indoor cats outside.
4. In order to open a constituent, please click on "Open a Constituent."

It definitely took 3.5 hours to get this information across!

And the Mommy Guilt Begins

Sunday started off innocently enough. The family was able to sleep in a bit after a party-filled Saturday. Trey got invited to his first friend's birthday party (Happy One Tanner!) and his cousin's 3rd birthday party (Happy Bday Ella!). Phew! Only 5 months and already a jammed social calendar. Ok, back the story. We woke up and I ran to the grocery to make my annual firecracker chili to kick-off Football Sundays. The rest of the afternoon was pretty uneventful (and yes, that includes the Ram's game). Adam came over with the kiddos to watch some football and Ella decided she wanted to stay for a bit to play. After a few moments of not seeing Ella, I grabbed Trey and went into our bedroom to find Ella playing in there. Nothing too major, just smelling all of our perfumes and colognes. I set Trey down in the middle of the bed and walked over to help Ella put all the pretty bottles away. Next thing I hear is a loud THUMP. I spin my body, knowing exactly what I was going to see, and see Trey on his back on the floor. And then the crying begins. Full blown tears, beet red face, snot running down his lips...the hole package. I knew something pretty serious was wrong (and not just me being a bad mommy).

Deo and I finally calm Trey down enough to walk Ella home. The entire walk, the guilt is starting to set in. He's not really moving his arm but he's not really crying anymore either. We finally decided (after hours of trying to decide) to wait until the morning to see how Trey was feeling and to take him to the pediatrician. After a wakeful night, and awaking to a crying baby, we headed out the peds. The doctor felt around, poked and prodded, and then said the words a mother never wants hear, "I think his collar bone is broken." The second the words came from his mouth, tears flooded from my eyes. Not only was my baby hurt, it was all my fault. I coudln't help but thinking what kind of long term damage I may have caused. Next stop, Radiology Ltd. to get some baby X-rays. Verdict, Trey's collar bone is broken. Unfortunately, and fortunately, there is not too much that can be done. Waiting and watching, and in 4 weeks some more X-rays to make sure it is healing correctly.

My poor little baby is not even 6 months old and already has his first broken bone. He's doing a lot better with the help of Tylenol and Ibuprofen, but you can definitely tell he is still hurting. With Trey being 19 lbs, many people comment how he's going to be a linebacker when he grows up. But I didn't think I'd have to get used to him getting hurt like a linebacker just yet!!