Noah's new friends

Noah has made lots of new friends since he has been in the hospital! Many of the nurses he has had over the course of the week come by to check on him from time to time even when they are assigned other places!

I snapped pictures of his cutest new friends...

This is Simon the Loving Lion... he is the mascot of Children's Hospital.  One of the chaplains brought him by this morning and have him to Noah.  A poem accompanies Simon that goes like this... "When you cry, I am here for you to hold.  When you're afraid, you'll never be alone.  We can be together each and every day because my love is here always."

This is a giant ballon of Blue, the dog from Blue's Clues.  Noah has a small version of this balloon at home so I couldn't resist this one when I saw it in the gift store.  He loves it... earlier when he was getting agitated and his heart rate was elevated, I brought it down close to him and he reached out both of his hands to touch it.   His heart rate decreased almost immediately!

 

Ventilator drama

Noah's surgery went very well yesterday.  The fundoplication basically creates a one-way valve between his esophagus and his stomach which will hopefully prevent any reflux and vomiting from happening.

The biggest concern after the surgery is Noah's breathing.  The doctors prepared us yesterday for the possibility that they would not take Noah of the ventilator after surgery and send him back up the the PICU.  We were fine with this scenario because it would give his little body a chance to heal before it had to concentrate on breathing again.  And we love the nurses in the PICU.  =)

We checked in on him after surgery and he was still pretty out of it from the anesthesia.  We left to grab some dinner and to check into the hotel, anticipating that he would sleep most of the time we were gone.  Turns out that Noah had other things in mind... he woke up after we left and started breathing on top of the ventilator, which means he was breathing better on his own.  He hates having the breathing tube down his throat, so I think he was saying, "I'm ready!  I'm ready!"  The doctors started weaning him off the ventilator and tried to extubate him.  At which point Noah said, "Just kidding!  I'm not ready!"  He had a lot of difficulty getting deep enough breaths to maintain the oxygen levels he needed ... so back on to the ventilator he went.  

Because of all that drama, the doctors were less than optimistic this morning about his ability to come off the ventilator today... and started talking about all sorts of unpleasantness if he couldn't breathe on his own that I won't go into.  Fortunately, the second attempt at his extubation went smoothly and he is breathing like a champ.  They have him on a BiPAP machine (very similar to what people use who have severe sleep apnea) to make the transition off the ventilator a little easier.  I am extremely relieved that he is off the ventilator...please pray that he continues to breathe well on his own and keep his airway clear. 

They are not going to feed him through his g-tube until tomorrow at the earliest... giving him the chance to focus on breathing today before adding a new challenge to the mix.  

The Lauer Tour of Birmingham Hotels

With Noah in the PICU again, we have returned to our tour of Birmingham hotels.  

(Thanks to everyone who suggested the Ronald McDonald House... we actually used the Ronald McDonald Family Room back in St. Louis when Noah had his first hospital stay and it was fabulous.  They have a brand new RMH here in Birmingham, but it has been completely full since we arrived.  The other option given to us by the social workers is a coupon for a discount at the "Medical Center Inn".  I looked up this "Inn" online and the first review I found was "clean but creepy" at which point I looked at Josh and said "I don't think so.")

Our first two nights (Fri & Sat) we needed as little stress as possible and wanted to be close... we stayed at the DoubleTree downtown.  Very nice hotel with big, soft towels.  The TV was not so great and the internet cost $10.  (I am firmly of the belief that free internet is one of my inalienable rights.)

Our third night (Sun) things were calming down so we moved a little farther away from the hospital and stayed at a Drury Inn.  Free internet and breakfast were desirable perks but the bed was definitely not as comfortable as the previous two evenings.  Lousy towels.  

The came our two night stay (Mon & Tues) in Noah's hospital room in 5 tower.  See the chair-bed picture... it tells the whole story.  I won't even describe the bathroom.

After Noah's surgery yesterday, he headed back to the PICU for the night (more to follow on that later) so we once again sought out a room to sleep in.  Pavlina hooked us up with the Birmingham Southern University rate at a Comfort Inn (close to the Drury from Sun. night).  Better breakfast than the Drury Inn... partly because the woman who managed the breakfast area treated it like her own kitchen and welcomed us warmly into it.  Free internet again, although I fell asleep to quickly to use it to update the blog.  

It looks like Noah will be in the ICU again tonight... and we have decided it probably is a good night to head back to T-Town to Chez Lauer and visit our tempurpedic mattress.  Clothing supplies are dwindling again and a load of fresh laundry will carry us through the weekend.

Little Noah Man

Here is our sweet little guy hanging out during his last day in the PICU... snuggling with his favorite puppy and with his pacifier firmly in place on his right thumb.

Noah was fascinated by this Gerber daisy that was in my beautiful birthday bouquet from Judy and Pav.  I had to be careful or he would pull all the petals off!

Here is a picture of our deluxe accommodations in 5 Tower at the hospital!  Our two beds are next to Noah's crib... they fold back into chairs by day.  Rumor has it that we can request some additional padding (egg crates or camp mattresses) to put on top of these chairs at night... we will definitely be investigating that for tonight!

Cancelled flights

It just dawned on me that we would have been on the plane right now on our way to St. Louis had we not had to take Noah to the hospital.... sadness. 

Green light

The pulmonologists and GI docs have given Noah the green light for surgery today!

I am a little nervous about this decision because of Noah's CO2 levels last night but the doctors felt like we could move forward as long as Noah's oxygen levels stay strong, which they have.

We are on the surgery schedule for around 2pm, but it could be earlier or later depending on how the rest of the day goes for the surgery staff.  If you are interested in praying for the surgeon by name, the head surgeon is Dr. Keith Georgeson.

You have got to respect the long hours that doctors keep... our GI doc, Dr. Cavender, came by to talk to us after 7pm last night and the surgery fellow came by before 7am this morning.  Crazy.

Special request

Noah's last carbon dioxide readings were too high... when we were in the PICU he was riding around 50 (somewhere in the upper 30s or low 40s is normal).  The pulmonologist was going to give surgery the green light if he was in the same neighborhood today.  Unfortunately, his reading today was 72.  Not good.

No one seems to be able to tell us why he isn't venting the CO2 effectively so we aren't sure what will correct the situation and make him ready for surgery.

Please pray that they decide to do a second reading later and that it is lower so we can still have Noah's surgery tomorrow OR that they do another reading tomorrow and surgery is an option for Thursday or Friday.

In search of a moment of peace

A room in a pediatric hospital is a busy, busy place.  

We've had no fewer than 17 medical people (doctors, nurses, nursing students, residents, fellows, nutritionists, therapists, etc.) come through Noah's room today.  While all are welcome (except maybe the nursing student who just stood and stared at me like she was waiting for me to do a dance), it makes for somewhat of a parade and sometimes a traffic jam.  These visits also included two respiratory therapy sessions at midnight and 4 am that Noah slept through... which cannot be said for me and Josh.

Noah news (Day 5 @ Children's):

-Noah had a pretty brutal gastritis attack this morning.  Twice he spit up some nastiness that was definitely not food (he is being fed with formula going directly into his small intestine) and that slightly concerned us.  As the hours passed, he became increasingly agitated to the point that his heart rate skyrocketed and his face turned bright red.  The neurology fellow who was in the room at the time got a wee-bit freaked out by this turn of events and began to frantically search for a cause.  Our pediatric surgeon happened to wander in the room around this time and casually said that we may want to consider venting his g-tube then wandered back out again.  Sure enough, after hooking up an empty syringe to his g-tube and the subsequent flow of additional nastiness, Noah settled down and looked at us as if to say, "What took you so long?" Our GI doc said he thinks the nastiness was a result of a irritated stomach and esophageal lining... not a huge deal, just uncomfortable for little Noah man.  

-We get to add a new specialist the myriad of doctors who are involved in Noah's care.  Dr. Clancy, a pulmonologist or lung doctor, introduced himself today and talked with us a little about the options we have in our attempts to protect Noah's airway.  He is currently receiving respiratory therapy, which consists of a therapist coming in every four hours to essential pound on Noah's chest to loosen up any junk that is in there as well as using a machine that assists him in coughing.  These are both therapies that we can continue at home if necessary.  Our respiratory concerns right now are pretty simple.  Noah's oxygen levels drop significantly when he is not supplemented with extra oxygen... he should be at a 100 all the time but he tends to drop into the upper 80s when he breathes completely on his own.  Also, there is some concern that Noah is not clearing the carbon dioxide out of his lungs effectively.  Please pray that his gas levels are stable, otherwise surgery might be postponed until next week!

-Noah is tentatively on the surgery schedule for tomorrow afternoon for his fundoplication.  We are waiting to get clearance from the respiratory docs based on Noah's carbon dioxide levels and have our fingers crossed that no other emergency surgeries bump Noah out of line.  He will have to be on the ventilator and be under anesthesia for the surgery... neither of which we are looking forward to.  Please pray that he is able to breathe on his own after surgery... otherwise he will end up back in the PICU for recovery and remain on the ventilator.  

-Our nurses have been awesome.  Debbie, our current nurse, may actually try to take Noah home with her.

-Today's simple pleasure:  Crushed ice.  Is there anything better?  And we have all the crushed ice we could want a few steps away at the nurses' station.  

Movin' Up

We are officially out of the pediatric intensive care unit!  

Early this afternoon, Noah was moved into a private room in the pulmonary unit.  We are slowly settling into our new digs and enjoying the side benefits of being in a regular room.... we can now use our cell phones without restriction and bring food into the room.  There are also two chairs that fold out into beds for us to sleep on, so it looks like we will be having a slumber party with Noah for the rest of the week.  Not as comfortable as a hotel, but definitely cheaper!

(If anyone needs to know, we are in Room 504.) 

Here is the rest of what we know:

-Noah is mostly likely going to have a fundoplication on Wednesday.  His g-tube study today revealed what we already expected, which is that he is refluxing like crazy and compromising his airway.  A fundoplication seems like the best bet to fix this problem and might make feeding Noah simpler than it has ever been.  We were hoping to see Noah's GI doctor this afternoon, but he never showed up... hopefully we will have a chance to discuss the fundo with him tomorrow.

-Noah is receiving respiratory therapy several times a day.  This consists of a therapist taking a machine that vibrates and placing it on Noah's chest in an attempt to shake up any congestion in his lungs.  They also are using a machine called "Cough Assist" where they use positive and negative pressure in his lungs to help him release and cough up some of the secretions that are clogging his airway.

-The doctors don't want Noah to have anything in his stomach until after the fundoplication, so Noah has a TP tube that with deliver food into his small intestine for the next few days before his surgery.  I am anxious for him to have some nutrition as he has only be getting fluids since Friday morning.

Generally speaking, Noah is doing well.  He gets agitated when he is poked and prodded too much (understandably) and I think he is really hungry, but otherwise he is in pretty good spirits and loving his toys. 

Definitely not the way I expected to spend by birthday, but I am happy enough to have both of my boys by my side regardless of where we might be!  

Today's simple pleasure:  With the help of some friends from Bama who are coming to hang with Noah, we are going to sneak out for a little while tonight for a birthday dinner.  

The Big Scare

So... Friday morning was "The Big Scare."  I will try to relay the important details without writing a novel.

Noah had been struggling with phlegm, coughing, and general reflux discomfort over middle part of last week.  We had been in touch with Noah's pediatric GI doc and tried to figure out what we could do to ease his digestion and clear out his throat.  

After sleeping with his dad in the living room recliner Thursday night, Noah almost lost the fight to keep his airway clear.  We awoke Friday morning to find Noah limp, unresponsive, and struggling to breath.  We rushed him to the emergency room in Tuscaloosa where he was immediately put on a ventilator and prepared for transport to Children's Hospital in Birmingham.  

It was, without a doubt, the scariest moment of my life.

He has been in the pediatric intensive care unit at Children's since Friday.  Saturday morning, after getting feisty with the nurses and attempting to pull his breathing tube out, Noah came off the ventilator and has been breathing on his own ever since.  His lungs and airway still sound junky and the nurses are suctioning out his airway periodically to ease his breathing.

Noah slowly seems to be returning to his spunky self.  He is actively playing with his toys and interacting with us.  He has most of his nurses wrapped around his little finger... this morning we arrived to find him propped up like a king, watching TV and playing with his toys that the nurses had rigged to hang over his bed.  

The nurses and doctors continue to monitor Noah's breathing... and will likely keep him in the ICU until they are satisfied that he is getting plenty of oxygen and flushing out plenty of carbon dioxide.  The next step will be to evaluate his digestive issues and possibly do a surgery that will strengthen the muscle at the base of the esophagus so that he can't reflux as easily (and therefore is less likely to aspirate).

We are digging in for a long haul... the attending doctor in the PICU said she would expect that Noah wouldn't be discharged until the end of the week at the earliest.  Unfortunately, this means our anticipated trip to St. Louis is cancelled... fortunately, because we had planned on going to St. Louis, Josh's schedule is clear and he won't really have any work responsibilities this week.  

The best part about the PICU is that there is always a nurse within a few feet of Noah's bed... and they kick us out overnight so we have to get rest.  There are some families who crash in the hospital lobby or the waiting room... Josh and I have opted to stay in hotels so far (Birmingham is about 50 miles from Tuscaloosa, a little too far for us to drive back and forth every day).  We are hoping to find some slightly cheaper housing for the rest of the week, but the details still need to be worked out.

I'm off to get some sleep now.  More updates later.  Thanks for your prayers.

Nuggets of wisdom

It had been my intention to compose multiple posts about what I learned while reading, "A Long Obedience in the Same Direction," by Eugene Peterson.  However, life got in the way and I neglected to do so.  

So, here are some of the nuggets of wisdom that I have gained, specifically the ones that spoke to me about our journey with Noah...

On PROVIDENCE (Ps 121):

"The promise of the psalm...is not that we shall never stub our toes but that no injury, no illness, no accident, no distress will have evil power over us, that is, will be able to separate us from God's purposes in us."  p 42

On HELP (Ps 124)

"The psalmist is not a person talking about the good life, how God has kept him out of all difficulty.  This person has gone through the worst--the dragon's mouth, the flood's torrent--and finds himself intact.  He was not abandoned but helped.  The final strength is not in the dragon or in the flood but in the God who 'didn't go off and leave us.'"  p 74

"Faith develops out of the most difficult aspects of our existence, not the easiest."

"We speak our words of praise in a world that is hellish; we sing our songs of victory in a world where things get messy..."  p 79

On PERSEVERANCE (Ps 129)

"That '[God] sticks with us' is the reason Christians can look back over a life crisscrossed with cruelties, unannounced tragedies, unexpected setbacks, disappointments, depressions--look back across all that and see it as a road of blessing, and make a song out of what we see... Perseverance is not a the result of our determination, it is a result of God's faithfulness."  p 133

On HOPE (Ps 130)

"A man or woman of faith who fails to acknowledge and deal with suffering becomes, at last, either a cynic or a melancholic or a suicide."  p 137

"The gospel offers a different view of suffering: in suffering we enter the depths; we are at the heart of things; we are near to where Christ was on the cross." p 138

"We need hope.  We need to know that we are in relation to God.  We need to know that suffering is part of what it means to be human and not something alien.  We need to know where we are and where God is."  p 145

"The psalm does not exhort us to put up with suffering; it does not explain it or explain it away.  It is, rather, a powerful demonstration that our place in the depths is not out of bounds from God."  p 145

The long and the short of it

Sigh.

It has been a rough few weeks.  

1. Feeding

Our feeding challenges seem to be endless.  Just when we think we have figured out a workable protocol, Noah changes things up.  In the last month, we have gone from pumping formula to spoon feeding baby foods to using Noah's g-tube and a syringe to deliver a thickened concoction of formula, oatmeal cereal, and various other supplements designed to ensure calories and nutrition.  Noah will no longer suck on anything... the bottle, his pacifier, etc.  He bites on his fingers, pacifier and toys, but will only suck on rare occasions.  He also has regressed in his ability to eat from the spoon... he just lets the food sit in his mouth without using his tongue or trying to swallow.  While this is frustrating, I have to move past how the food gets in and concentrate on simply getting enough food/calories into Noah so that he gains weight.  We did get good news on Friday... Noah's chest x-ray was clear which means his vomiting has not landed any food in his lungs.  We also found out that Noah regained 7 ounces, bringing him up to 15.8 pounds (he had weighed over 16 pounds in early June)... also fabulous news.

2.  Hydration

Dehydration has been lurking in the shadows for the last few weeks.  With the transition to solid foods and even now as we use thickened formula, Noah's fluid intake has decreased significantly.  The challenge remains that Noah's stomach does not tolerated liquids well... they tend to increase the chance that he will throw up.  I have been giving him juice via his g-tube in between feedings and we have begun to pump water over night, but it is still a constant concern.  This is all complicated by the fact that Noah sweats a ton (especially his head) causing him to need even more fluids.

3.  Phlegm

(Isn't that a funny word?)  Noah has been having lots of phlegm issues lately.  It causes him to cough and gag, often getting him really upset when he can't clear the back of his throat.  One possible cause of the phlegm is the yogurt we have been feeding him to boost calories and protein... the milk in the yogurt apparently can cause extra secretions that drive Noah crazy.  When he sleeps, he sounds like an 80-year old man snoring and the need to clear his throat often wakes him up.  So, obviously, we have cut the yogurt out of his diet for the time being and are seeing some improvement.  

4.  Eyes

We go for our second follow up visit with the ophthalmologist on Tuesday.   As I have posted earlier, to our disappointment, the crossing has not been completely resolved by surgery.  We continue to patch his eyes, but have not noticed any dramatic results from this treatment.  He does not seem to have any problems seeing at this point, although his brain is probably receiving images from only one eye at a time.

5.  Gross motor skills

We have seen some improvement in Noah's gross motor skills over the last months, but this continues to be an area of significant delay.  Noah can roll from his tummy to his back with relative ease, but is resistant to rolling from his back to his tummy.  His physical therapist and I agree that Noah could roll in this direction, he simply doesn't because he hates being on his tummy!  Noah is unable to sit by himself... his head tends to pull him forward or backward and he doesn't use his arms at all to correct himself.  We try to keep him upright during the day, in his high chair or bumbo seat, so that his brain recognizes the correct perspective on the world.  He seems to want to sit up and we often catch him pulling against the straps of his car seat, but his muscles can't yet do the job.  Noah will bear weight on his legs, but he doesn't pull himself up into this position.  

6.  Verbal skills

This is another area of delay.  His babbling seems to be directly proportional to his nutrition... the more food he gets (and the less vomiting), the more he babbles.  I'm convinced that he has whole conversations with me but only through a series of vowel sounds.  He tends to keep his mouth open and that makes it difficult for him to use his lips and tongue to make any consonant sounds.  He sees a speech therapist from Rise and I am hopeful that if he hears other kids talking when he starts school that he will pick up some additional sounds.  Rise also has a lot of success teaching kids sign language... I would love it if Noah could learn to sign as a way to communicate.

Whew.  I'd be amazed if anyone is still reading after all that!  

Fabulous Fitterers

Noah had two special visitors from St. Louis last week!  

Kara and Kayla Fitterer came by our house after Kayla participated in one of UA's volleyball camps.  Kayla played for Josh on the CYC team he briefly coached before accepting the job at Alabama.  She recently verbally committed to play for the Crimson Tide in '09 so we have had a chance to see Kayla and her mom a few times this spring and summer!  They were sweet enough to bring Noah some fun new toys which have quickly become some of his favorites!

Thanks Fitterers!

Our welcome mat is out.

Now that the transformation of Noah's room and our guest room is complete, our welcome mat is officially out. We love having friends and family visit and are excited about the space we have in our rental house to host guests! And we are told that Tuscaloosa is a pretty fun place to be during football (er... I mean, volleyball) season... although I am not sure we are fully prepared yet for the experience!

Moma and Grandpa come to visit

I didn't snap nearly enough pictures while my parents were here but I did take a few... 

Moma and Noah play with Ellie the Elephant:

Reading Noah's favorite truck book:

Hangin' with Grandpa on the couch:

Taking a snooze with Moma:

Sweet St. Louie

I can hardly contain my excitement!

We booked tickets today for a trip to St. Louis at the end of the month!  Josh, Noah, and I will arrive in the Lou on July 30th and stay through August 3rd... hooray!

End of an Era

I find this highly depressing...

Anheuser-Busch sold to Belgians for $52B

We hope this does not negatively effect our friends in St. Louis who work for A-B.  

The fruit of our labors

Ah... the joy of having extra hands in the house to help.

My parents left this morning after flying in to Alabama on Thursday afternoon.  I wish I could say that I showed them all of the exciting sights in Tuscaloosa, but instead I took advantage of their free labor!  As I mentioned in an earlier post, Noah's room was the bigger of the two spare rooms in our rental house... I really wanted to take advantage of this space for guests we have visiting in the fall and needed to perform a switcheroo.  Noah slept in his new room last night and I can't wait to have visitors to break in the new guest room.

Here is a short tour of Noah's room (I hope you don't get dizzy):

Busy, busy

It has been a crazy week in the life of the Lauers.

Josh's brother, Nate, came in town last weekend for the fourth of July and to hang out with his favorite (and only) nephew. It was really good to see him and the time went way too fast.

Then we had the great pleasure of having Bill, Margaret, and Amy Bommarito over for dinner. Amy played on the first club team Josh coached for CYC before going on to play on the championship team at Washington University in St. Louis. She recently accepted the GA position as the director of volleyball operations at Alabama! We are so excited for her to be here in Tuscaloosa with us... and consider it a double bonus that we will get to see her parents more often as well!

Finally, my parents arrived in Alabama yesterday. I am not wasting any time putting them to work... we are flip-flopping two of the bedrooms in the house and painting along the way. Noah currently has the bigger of the two bedrooms right now and it makes more sense to make that the guest room.

Of course, I have neglected to take any pictures of these visits... although I had the best of intentions.  I still have a chance to snap a few pics while my parents are here, but for now, here are Noah's sweet little hands playing on one of his favorite toys.

A picture speaks a thousand words

I'm pretty sure this one says, "I love my Daddy."

Alabama-isms #6

When we first got to Tuscaloosa in February, we noticed these odd trees all over the place (including 2 in our front yard) that had been pruned in a fairly dramatic way. Only a few branches were left above the main tree trunk... we wondered what this tree would look like come spring and why in the world they were so popular.

Now we know. They are Crepe Myrtle trees and they are simply beautiful.  I never noticed them in St. Louis before, so I can only guess that they are more common in the south.  

Here are the pruned trees... strange looking, right?

Here are the blooms on the trees in our front yard.

If you look closely, you can see a big bumblebee.

Weight woes

We knew it had been a rough eating month for Noah.  

I didn't know how rough until I took him to the pediatrician on Thursday.

He weighed in at only 15.4 lbs after cracking the 16 lb mark in May.  While I had expected some weight loss, I had not expected it to be so much.  

So we are back into weight recovery mode... trying to push as many calories as possible in a form that Noah is most likely to keep down.  

This is complicated by his finicky eating habits... he had been eating great from the spoon last week but this week doesn't bite down or swallow.  He continues to be unwilling to suck on his bottle.  His stomach tolerates thick food much better than liquids, which poses a challenge if we have to feed him by g-tube and not by mouth.  

Our most recent strategy involves making a thick rice cereal and formula mix that we push though his g-tube using a syringe and then add a little high-calorie yogurt drink for good measure.  It is quite the process but it has yielded good results so far.  

I'm planning on calling our pediatric GI on Monday to fill him in and pick his brain.  There is another type of feeding tube that goes directly into the small intestine ... this would allow us to bypass Noah's highly unpredictable stomach and hopefully guarantee a higher calorie intake.  We are anxious to find out if this is an option.  

The bottom line is that Noah is a happier kid when he isn't vomiting and is getting a decent amount of calories... we will do whatever we need to do to make that happen!

Daddy returns

I have considered making a post over the last few days that would be a direct request for sympathy.  You see, Noah slept for a grand total of about 4 hours over the course of TWO days.  That's right folks.  Needless to say, with Josh out of town, this was one tired Mama. 

However, time got away from me and I never composed that post.  Josh returned last night and we settled in expecting another long night of baby insomnia.  Noah had other plans... it seems that his sleep deprivation techniques was a direct protest to the absence of his father.  With Josh in the house, our sweet little man slept nearly non-stop from 10:30pm until 6:00am.  That, my friends, is a miracle.  

So feel free to join me in saying "Alleluia!"  Meanwhile, I will be doing my "Josh is home" dance with careless abandon.

Happy 4th of July!

Get your Noah fix here

Where did that first little piggy go again?

That sure is a cute little boy in that mirror!

How do you open this thing?

Mom, I really want to touch that camera.

My tribute to Marlie Duggin... aka Monkey Pants.

Dear Noah

Dear Noah,

Just so you know, night time is when people usually sleep.  Like mama.

I know you have a lot to be upset about, but could you save it for the morning?

Love,

Mama

Small doses of Noah joy

I love when I am holding Noah against my shoulder and he pulls his head back so he can look at my face.

I love the slightly red tinge to his hair.

I love when he gets mad if I take his toy away.

I love when he sticks his thumb in his pacifier.  

I love kissing his feet.

I love the sound of his laugh, even though I have only heard it once. 

I love the way he plays the same note on his piano over and over again.

I love that he tries to roll over the very second I put him on his tummy.

I love the dimple on the top of his right ear.

I love when he is sitting in his Bumbo and he tries to touch everything in reach.

I love when he touches my face.