So it's been almost a month since I've posted and still don't really have the time to be posting this so how about a lot of pictures and not many words :) <after finishing the post I guess I had more to say than I thought - so if you read all of this...good for you I guess; if you scroll through quickly...I totally understand :)>
First, I flew to Texas to surprise my mom with both boys (by myself). Whew! It turned out great though - the boys did fantastic traveling which was a huge answer to prayer. The only 'bad' experience was nursing Luke on the plane during bad turbulence - not something I want to do again.
My mom had no clue. A big thank you goes out to Dad for holding up the secret at home - he had the much harder job having to keep the secret going while living under the same roof as mom.
Here are some pictures from the surprise and with some of the friends & family we got to see.
Surprise Emmy!


Aunt Renna, Uncle Mackey, Cousin Karen, Cousin Kristina, and Baby Luke.

Cousins Jack, Tyler, Hamilton, and Kristina.

My Godmother Sharon...

My Aunt Mary Jane...

Bubba keeping Hamilton entertained while all the attention is on the baby...only fitting to do art projects together.

Crazy Aunt KT and her boyfriend Justin...

So there you go...it was a fantastic fun surprise that was oh so filled and busy. But hopefully it will mean our trip during Christmas won't be as crazy :)
Hamilton unfortunately was pretty sick throughout the Texas trip, but felt much better by the time we got home.
So we got back Monday night and Wednesday morning we headed to Lake Hartwell for Thanksgiving at the Jansen's lake house. It was such beautiful weather. Unfortunately...I got whatever Hamilton had and stayed in bed and took it easy most of the time. It was the first time for me to experience being sick and having to nurse a baby - not something I want to do again! (Didn't I just say that about nursing earlier in this post...things that make you go 'hmmm').

I love this picture. Hamilton really does love his brother. I am so thankful I haven't had any issues with Hamilton's transition out of being an only child. Seriously, none. Hamilton has adjusted so well. Love how he put his arm around him on his own like they are best buds. Oh may it be true!

Luke is now 2 months. Crazy. He is overall doing well. He's weighing in at a whopping 13.5 pounds. He's already in 3-6 months clothes which is throwing this rule-following-everything-is-black-or-white-order-following mama off completely. I was thinking that my kiddos clothes were going to be totally off season since Hamilton is an April baby, but Luke just may fit in all of Hamilton's 6 month fall/winter clothes come next month. Love my babies saving me money :)

Luke has started grinning and full-out smiling. This is the best I could get on camera so far. Hoping to capture it soon. It makes my heart glow that he smiles best to me...sometimes us mamas do appreciate a 'reward' in the simple gesture of a baby's smile. It does your heart good and makes it all worth it.

You can't hear it, but he's cooing in this picture. He's starting to 'talk' a lot more too. Especially to Hamilton which I love. Hamilton always asks me 'What's he saying?' I'm constantly making up stuff.

He is nursing great (much better than Hamilton ever did). He eats at 8, 12, 4, 8, and midnight in which he then sleeps until 8 the next morning. Feel so blessed to already (basically) be getting a full night's rest. He loves his car seat and probably sleeps the best there. He will usually stay awake and not nap between his 8 and 12 feeding and then sleep like a champ from 1-4. He chooses whether he sleeps after that (some days yes, some days no), but goes right down after his 8 p.m. feeding until I wake him up to eat at midnight. I love that he's adapting to a schedule so well - it pleases my heart!
I can tell that he is able to focus a lot better because he is staring and taking everything in so intentally. He notices the mobile over his swing and watches it oh-so-seriously go round and round. He stares at us with much more intensity. This also means he is able to tell when no one is around and my little social bug is not happy when he can't see someone. (Could I have a 'sanguine' on my hands...oh boy!)
He has also been doing a lot of this lately...

Which does make your heart break, then your head ache, then your brain ooze out your ears, then it just all of sudden sounds like a strange hummm in the house. Just kidding..sorta not really. Some days are better than others and the better for sure outnumber the not better. I'd never say bad because there is not a bad day with Luke - just harder. There is nothing bad about being a mother to either of my boys - even on the hardest of days. Can I hear an Amen moms?
Luke has been diagnosed with reflux and we are working with the doctor and giving him some medicine. He is not in pain so-to-speak, just uncomfortable. He spits up A LOT where I wonder how in the world are you growing like you are where I feel like everything he takes in comes up in full force. I'm doing a lot more laundry these days due to all the milk-saturated clothes and burp cloths. But the medicine has done wonders and makes days much more manageable.
And while I said I wasn't going to write much and just post pictures...I lied...
I think it's easy to sorta hide behind the blog and post pictures of smiling children and on days where I shower and put actual clothes on instead of stay in my PJs, and state that everything is going easy peasy. But in reality nothing is ever as it seams, remember? I mean Luke stayed awake a full 12 hours yesterday between 8 and 8 and screamed all but 60 minutes of that time (not counting when he was eating of course). In between the screaming I spanked my 4.5 year old for lying to me twice. Good times right? Told my mom - Just another day in paradise. But honestly - keeping all things in perspective - this is my paradise. It's the paradise I chose and continue to choose each day. Do I get frustrated? Too easily. Do I end up apologizing to Hamilton for how I spoke to him? Too frequently. Do I call/text my husband warning him what he may come home to? Too many times a week. (Now before I unintentionally paint a picture that every day looks like this it does not. Today was fantastic! Luke slept great, Hamilton was back to his sweetheart self. I got a ton accomplished (Hobby Lobby, Library, lunch out with both boys at DQ, BJs, Target, and Publix) all before Luke's 4:00 feeding which I was home in time for. Luke didn't cry a bit. Hamilton didn't whine a bit. And this isn't the first time both boys have allowed such a day to happen. I would say on average: The 'yesterdayday' is a 2-3x a week occurrence. The 'todayday' is a 1x a week. The rest fall somewhere in between. :) )
But as I'm researching where Hamilton is going to go to KINDERGARTEN next year <gasp!> and knowing that I'll be doing the same for Luke sooner than I'd like it's making me reflect and soak in this time. This time of disciplining my son so that he can become the man God desires him to be. This time of nurturing and caring for my baby so that he can grow and develop into the man God has made him to be. This time of constant self-discovery of myself so that God can continue to mold me into the woman he wants me to be. Isn't it amazing how much God uses our children to teach us more of Him?
My sweet friend Rachael asked me how she can be praying for me and I told her my 3 P's. She asked me again recently and I told her I'm still not done with my 3 P's so keep on keeping on. Patience. Perspective. Perserverance. My 3 P's that I'm daily asking God to grant me, show me, and instill in me.
Because very soon...too soon...this time will all be but a memory. A memory I want to smile back on knowing that I experienced it all to it's fullest.