A fall from grace...literally

Well, it finally happened.

Last Thursday, I found myself standing in the pediatrician's office in tears uttering the words "but I only took my eyes off him for 2 seconds" - words I swore I would never say. When I tell you it happened in about two seconds, I mean it. I put Connor on my bed surrounded by pillows, as I have done every morning, while I get the last thing I need to leave for work (my shoes). Suddenly, I heard a loud THUMP and I turned only to find my precious baby on the floor looking up at me. Of course I freaked out! He started crying, which then had me in tears. I grabbed my phone and called Mark. I am still not sure why he was the first person I called. Yes, he is my husband; however he is not a doctor, has never had a baby who fell off a bed, and is known to be quite a smart ass, but I called him nonetheless. I must say in times of crisis he manages to refrain from wisecracks and calm me down. He just told me to call the doctor and not to worry. I called the doctor, they told me to come in and I flew out of the house (faster than I ever would for work). When I arrived at the doctors office, they took us in right away and this is how the conversation with the nurse went:

Nurse: "What brings you in today?"
Me: "My son fell off my bed"
Nurse: "When?"
Me: "About 20 minutes ago"
Nurse: "Was it tile or carpet?"
Me: "Carpet"
Nurse: "Did he blackout?"
Me: "Oh god, no!"
Nurse: "I am sure he is fine, these things happen ALL the time"
Me: sniff, sniff "I know, but I am always that person that says, how did that dipshit parent let that happen and now I am standing here and I AM that dipshit parent!" sniff, sniff


The nurse proceeded to hug me, give me a tissue, and tell me that she once forgot to buckle her daughter's car seat and her 2 week old baby slipped right out onto the floor. That made me feel much better, (although I later began to question how my doctor could hire a pediatric nurse who dropped her own baby on the floor). Needless to say Connor was perfectly fine, not a scratch or bump to be found. That night I was not surprised though when I saw him up on all fours. He hasn't crawled, although he does this backwards scooting thing, so I am sure crawling isn't too far off now.

After the incident, I was flooded with stories from my friends and family whose babies have fallen off the bed, out of the crib, off a changing table, from a high chair, been lifted up into a ceiling fan (that was on), and even flipped out of a shopping cart (at a liquor store no less). Now, I am not ashamed, but proud to say I am one of those parents too because I am not a dipshit, I am only human and we learn from our mistakes. (Although, I am very happy babies are made to survive us 1st time parents)

On Solid Ground

Connor has started solids, although I have yet to find anything he really likes. I tried to stay on the path of veggies first, but everything I have given him ends up on the side of his face. Then last week, I caved in and gave him bananas and STILL NOTHING! I guess Ill just keep trying and hope that something triggers a love for food (like his mom and dad have). Until then, he looks really really adorable with carrots all over his face.

Half way there!

Connor is officially half way to his 1st birthday!! I cannot believe 6 months has gone by already! We celebrated his big 6 month milestone with an introduction to the world of solid foods! I feel like I have been waiting for this day for months (6 to be exact). We went to the doctor for his check up and were given the green light on solids. I decided to start with rice cereal, but he wasn't a big fan so we have moved on to veggies now. He got his first sampling of peas last night and although he didn't eat much, he managed to take in a few spoonfuls (just enough for some interesting diapers this morning).

My little man is getting so big too. He now weighs 16 lbs and is 27 inches tall. I think he takes after his G-Pop because there isn't much tall and skinny going on in our house.

Connor dressed for success on his half birthday:

The next Picasso

Just in case I ever loose this, I wanted to make sure I had a picture of it somewhere. I mean, who knows, my son may one day become one of the most talented artists of his generation (something I doubt, but hey "yanvano"). Here is Connor's very first art project from daycare. At just 5 months old, I think he shows some real talent. I mean look at those crooked little fingers - I am sure that has to be some new art movement that no one has discovered yet.

A boy and his bouncer, a love story

I would like to personally thank Maria and Rosanna for introducing Connor to his new love - his bouncer. This was actually a baby shower gift that he has finally gotten big enough to use and he loves it!! I just had to share this video and Connor's "Riverdance" moves.

Baby's 1st Christmas

Mark and I made the decision before Connor was even born that we wouldn't travel up north this Christmas. We thought it would be too cold for his Florida blood to handle (although it's going to be 32 here tonight) and it would be too hard to travel with a baby (although Connor has been on a plane already and it was a breeze). Anyway, with that said, we stayed in Florida for Christmas, which in all honesty is just weird. Palm trees with Christmas lights, shopping for a tree in shorts, and having a BBQ just doesn't scream Christmas to me, but this year it did. We actually decorated our house and got a tree (a first since moving to Florida) and did our best to make it as "christmasy" as possible.

My parents and brother arrived on the 23rd to celebrate the holiday with us and stayed through New Year's. We did all our family traditions with Connor and added Mark's family tradition of 1 present on Christmas Eve (those were Connor's new Christmas pj's). We had a wonderful time and I am so thankful that my parents/brother made his 1st Christmas so special and were able to be here with us.

As for Connor, he didn't pay much attention to the presents, but he LOVED wrapping paper and cardboard boxes. He got more gifts than any 5 month old should get (thanks to his grandparents and the many family and friends who sent us stuff) and he did enjoy trying to eat every one of them (despite the fact that none of it was edible). Mark and I got a video camera from my parents and as soon as I figure out how to download the videos from it, I will post some. My mom also got a really nice digital camera from my dad and took a mere 572 pictures during their visit. Clearly, this little blog cannot possibly handle all that, so here are a few of my favorites.

Our 1st tree (as you can see Santa went NUTS):

Christmas morning, barely awake

Yummy wrapping paper

His Christmas day outfit (sooooo cute!)

We hope everyone had a wonderful holiday and we wish you all the best in the New Year!

5 months!

Since the holidays were so hectic, I am seriously behind on posts, so bear with me while I post a bunch now.

Connor turned 5 months old on December 28th and I left it up to my parents to take his 5 month picture since they were visiting. Unfortunately, my mother let my dad brush Connor's hair that day (this will explain the toupee look below).

Happy 5 months little buddy!