Warning: very cute baby ahead!

Cameron is 8 weeks old! It seems like yesterday I was sitting at the doctors office with NO progress to report; I felt like he would never show his handsome little self. 

Me and Cam! I look like I could be his 16 year-old babysitter. 

Cameron and his cousin Audra, who is 5 months. She isn't much bigger than he!

Everyday it seems he discovers something new. He smiles all the time and has started laughing a little too. He loves it when dad sings and makes up songs, but not so much when I do. He also loves his bathtime, so we've gotten into the routine of letting him splash around every night before bed. He is sleeping a little better- he is now in his own room and I seem to be sleeping a little better too!

I gotta be honest...

I've been tagged by the lovely Abby to list 10 honest facts about me!

Here are the rules:

01. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design.

02. Show the 7 winners names and links on your blog, and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with "Honest Scrap." Well, there's no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon.

03. List at least 10 honest things about yourself

1. I like to drink juice straight out of its carton or container. I open up the fridge, twist off the cap, and take a few glugs. This way, there's no dirtying up of a glass, and I tend to think that juice tastes best when consumed this way. 
   
2. Speaking of juice, I may have a slight addiction to apple juice. If I were to place blame for my addiction to said juice, I'd be pointing my fingers at the hospital where I delivered Cameron. For five days straight, one of the only liquids I had during my stay was apple juice. Prior to my stay, I hadn't had apple juice (that wasn't in a martini) for as long as I can remember. I suppose it's not the worst addiction one could have after a major surgery?
3. Age doesn't seem to be a factor in the "grass is always greener on the other side" mentality. My 8 year old niece, Lizzie, told me last Sunday that she couldn't wait to be an adult so that she didn't have to do school work anymore. Silly girl, she is. What I wouldn't do to trade her places so I could do simple addition and ace spelling tests every Friday. 
4. That reminds me, I was the fifth grade Spelling Bee Champion in grade school. I even have a trophy, complete with a plastic gold bee at the top. Its probably collecting dust somewhere in my parents storage room. 
5. I do not kid when I say I have sleep deprivation. I'd pay upwards of 500 dollars for just 5 hours of continuous snoozing. 
6. I foresee a great benefit of having a kid: kid birthday parties. I'm looking forward to getting to go to kids birthday parties at Chuck E. Cheese, and then ransack the loot bags my kids bring home for candy and worthless (but cool, nonetheless) party favors. 
7. Thanks to my iphone, I can now blog while in the bathtub. When Jon arrives home for the evening, I get to take a hot bubbly soak in the tub where I catch up on reading every one's blog. Gone are the days when I used to drag my laptop into the bathroom and worry about immersing the darned thing. 
8. A few things have saddened me in the last few days: I went through some of Cameron's clothes and realized half of it doesn't fit anymore. My long little boy is wearing mostly 3-6 month clothing. And we put him in his crib for the first time last night; suddenly my big boy seemed so tiny in that crib. It makes me a little sad; I blink, and he grows. 
9. I have an overwhelming urge to pee right now (just being honest), but my boy is asleep and I don't dare put him down- this is the best nap he's had all day.
10. I think about Las Vegas on a daily basis. We are going this summer for Jon's 30th birthday and I just can't wait. It's been a few years since we've been and I'm DYING to get there and cut loose a little. 

I think many people I know have been tagged at this point. But if you are (still) reading this and haven't done it, by all means do! I'll be checking your blog in my bath tonight and I need reading material. 

P.S- For those who visit my blog strictly to see pictures of my adorable son, sit tight. I'll get some up in a few days. =)

Just Cameron.

A few things I've learned in the last month...

Time flies! Cameron is one month old today, and that's hard to believe. I've had one of the most rewarding months to date- and I've learned a lot about babies- and myself. A few notes to share:

1. Any question I might have had about how to be a good parent or how to take care of an infant flew out the window the second he entered the world. Instinct kicked in when I realized that I am the lifeline to this kid, and pretty much everything from then on came pretty naturally.

2. Diaper Changes can leave you caught off guard. (This is especially true with a boy). I was peed on several times before we even brought the little guy home from the hospital. At home when we put him on the changing table for the first time, he peed ALL over the wall. I tried to clean it up as it trickled down the wall, and in the process learned that he also has explosive, projectile poop (hey, not trying to be graphic here, just spitting the truth). That's right. Poop all over the basket full of wipes and diapers, and the adjacent wall. Talk about a mess. All this while trying to console an infant with flailing legs and who hasn't quite gotten used to the idea of diaper changes yet. We've since outsmarted him by putting a washcloth over his peepee, but you gotta stay on top of your game when it comes to poop.

3. Speaking of the latter, when he does pee (or poop, or vomit, or sneeze...) all over me, it doesn't seem to phase me since it's my own kid, and he happens to be so darn cute.

Bath time!

4. Cameron can "pretend" sleep. This usually occurs when I'm holding him and he falls asleep in my arms, and just when I think it's OK to set him down.... WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!! He can be a little faker, and if he could talk, he'd probably say something like "haha, mom! You thought I was sleeping! Next time, you'll think twice about putting me down!"


5. Having a baby means eating soggy cereal most mornings. And sometimes it means not brushing your teeth until 3 o'clock in the afternoon. When I have 20 free minutes it often means deciding between taking a shower and going hungry, or eating and having to smell funky all day. Or, take a nap and be hungry and smelly.


6. In college, I thought I had sleep deprivation. HA! The new me would have laughed the old me in the face. I would often skip my 8 o'clock class because I had stayed up until midnight working on a project. I'd give my right arm to get that sleep schedule back.


7. And speaking of arms, it sure would be nice to have a third one. Specifically to reach things when I'm holding the baby with both hands and can't free one up. It would be even NICER if I had super powers like that of Mary Poppins. Remember she could just "snap" her fingers and things would go back into place? I could sit and feed Cameron while sitting on the couch, and snap my fingers and have a sparkling clean house and dinner on the table. Spit Spot!!


8. Cameron doesn't seem to mind morning breath. Every morning we greet Cameron with big, breathy smiles and kisses, and he just smiles back. If it were me I'd send Dad straight to the bathroom for a double dose of minty Listerine before a kiss!