Let's see how much time I can get in here to blog!

Liam is so sweet. We've had our ups and downs so far, but all in all I wouldn't trade him for the world.

Correction from my last post - birth length was 22 in., which I mistyped. He went to the pediatrician yesterday. He's back up to his birth weight (better be with how much he eats). His weight is in the 52nd percentile and his height is in the whopping 97th. Long, skinny kid. I need to take the ruler to his feet, too, because those are freakishly long and skinny. His 88th percentile head has shrunk down to the 48th. I don't know, it sure felt like an 88th percentile head on its way out...I am so glad it wasn't...plus I wouldn't want a Stewie kid.

Andy and I took turns getting good night's sleeps after yesterday's debacle. Let me see if I can tell the short version: Thursday night we noticed that the area around his mouth (upper lip and chin, but not his lips) had turned an ashy bluish color. To be safe, we took him to the ER. Spent 6 hours there to learn that he was probably fine, but after a call to a pediatrician, apparently it was best to transport him via ambulance (lights and sirens and all) to Scottish Rite to make sure. Doctor there clears him, says his lungs are very healthy, but consults a cardiologist to make sure it's not a circulation issue. Did an EKG, which was fine.

So all in all, we spent 10 hours in 2 different ER's, but at least we know that his lungs and heart are very healthy, and there is definitely reassurance in that.

It's kinda crazy - I'll just sit there looking at him just not wanting this day to pass because I know that he's going to grow and change, and this little birdface is going to be a distant memory soon. I just want to freeze time so that I can get the absolute most out of each phase before we move on to the next one. Usually I am not too big on the first three months - I love when they start interacting...so I can only imagine when we get there how I will feel.

Then there are times where I'm just like, who is this, and what did you do with that sweet kid I had yesterday? So it's not all a complete fairy tale, and there are tears and frustrations, but you kind forget that in the good moments.

It's overwhelming - I won't lie. But it's worth it.