2 Months Old ( plus a couple of days...)

I know I've said this before, and I'll probably say it a million more times, but I cannot believe how fast time flies. Hudson is 2 months and 2 days old! He had his 2 month checkup today. He's growing like a little weed. He's gonna be tall and skinny just like his daddy. He is 23 1/4 inches tall and weighs 11 lbs 7 oz, which puts him in the 75% for his height and 50% for his weight.

After his appointment Nate went skateboarding then to work, so I went to lunch with a friend from work. As we were talking I was going on and on about Hudson and the surrealism of thinking that I am 100% responsible for this other human life (along with Nate of course). Then I said something that had never quite occured to me, or maybe it has and I just have never said it outloud. Being a mom is the best thing I have ever done, and I'm probably better at it than I am anything else that I've ever tried. Now, I don't mean that in a braggy sort of way I just mean this... I remember being terrified that I wouldn't have any idea what to do with this little person who was coming into our home. I had not even held many newborns let alone taken care of one. I had absolutely no training for this whatsoever, yet amazingly enough once he was handed to me it was like this is what I was born to do; instincts took over and somehow it just works. For people to say there is no God baffles me, because without a higher power how on earth would I have ever known what to do?

Alright enough of my rambling, here's the good stuff!


All strapped in and ready for the car ride to the doctor's office.
Hudson and Linda Sue. She wrapped him in a drape because he kept spitting up all over the place. He kinda looked like he was in a toga. Tis the season for costumes, right?
Hudson and Daddy... I love the eye contact they have in this picture. Nate is a wonderful dad. You can just tell that he really enjoys being a daddy.
I think we finally found something Hudson got from me... The Pouty Lip! This was before his shots, but I think he knew something bad was about to happen.
After the shots... I thought this time would be so much worse because he had 4 instead of just 1, but he didn't really cry any harder.
Battle wounds

All strapped in and ready to go home to get some Tylenol and TLC from Mommy.

And when we got home we discovered this. Can't tell what it is? It's a pacifier that has been chewed up by none other than our naughty little puppy. This is number 4. I have no idea where she got it from. I guess she sees Hudson "chewing" on them so she thinks she can too. The most infuriating thing about this is her bone was sitting no more than 3 feet away!