Clay is 3 Months Old!

Our sweet boy turned 3 months old on February 19th. I am so thankful for the joy and happiness he has brought into our lives.

Clay has started "talking," laughing, and grabbing things. He really likes to grab my hair or my necklace, depending on which one he finds first. He also loves to stand and walk with assistance. When I leave the room, he always looks around for me. If I hand him to someone else, he stares at me as if he's trying to figure out how I can be holding him and standing in front of him at the same time. (I believe he's starting to understand that the two are separate. Mommy is not ominpresent.)

I am amazed at how much he changes every week, so I'm trying to soak up every moment!

Unfortunately, he is not sleeping through the night. He regressed a little bit after his cold a couple of weeks ago. He usually wakes up at least once between 9:00 p.m. and 5 a.m. - sometimes twice. But, his adorable smile greets me whenever I get him out of his crib and that is worth the small amount of sleep I lose!

Thanks, Nana!

"I'm so glad you came to my house to help my mommy and daddy while we were all sick. Can't wait to see you this weekend!" Clay

Wednesday

Clay and I are enjoying a relaxing day at home after a very busy day yesterday. We hope you are having a good day too!

Perspective

The front door of our house in Louisville.

Last week while I was carrying on with my usual daily routines (and complaining on Thursday about my no-good, yucky morning), I was completely unaware of the misery plaguing my friends in Kentucky. I had heard there was an ice storm, but I didn't realize how much damage it had caused and how it was impacting the state. Once I started following the storm and reading the coverage online, I realized that if we still lived in Louisville, we probably would not have electricity and we could have a tree (or two) on our house. Our former neighborhood was one of the worst hit. The thought of having to survive an ice storm in a house with no electricity, no fireplaces, and a nine week old baby really frightened me. I am very thankful we are in Nashville now, but I can't help feeling pangs of sadness for our friends and neighbors who are stuck in the storm. If any of you ever need a place to stay, you are more than welcome to stay with us. In the meantime, Rob and I will be checking our emergency supplies!