Happy Two Months! ...and a picture fail

 Today my boy is 2 months old! I am in love with this picture

Here's one for his "month to month" collection. 

Here's an awesome one from last night. He loves his daddy!

aaaand... I didn't notice it at first. My picture fail.

Woops. 

Yes, it was accidental.

Wanted to delete the photo.

Bret laughed and told me to keep it.

You'll know it when you see it.

Here's a better one for good measure.

Awe... 

And just so you know, yes we clothe our child. These pictures just happened to be diaper only.

He has his 2 month appointment next week. Will update his stats then. 

Right now, our Little Bub:

Is huge!

Loves to kick his feet.

Doesn't take the best naps during the day but sleeps like a champ during the night.

Is well out of his newborn size clothes and is starting to grow out of the 0-3's.

Loves to look at pictures on the wall and lights.

Loves to be held.

Makes the most hilarious "pooping faces."

Hates to have a dirty diaper.

Is holding his head up really well!

We are loving every minute with this little guy! Even the exhausting ones. 

Thinking about song lyrics

One thing that really stuck in my mind when Ella passed away was song lyrics. Certain songs would jump out at me and either make me cry or give me hope. To this day, there are some songs I can't listen to because they bring back the hurt.

There are also songs that pluck my heart strings now that we have Little Bub. One of them is "A New Day" by Celine Dion.

I was waiting for so long
For a miracle to come
Everyone told me to be strong
Hold on and don't shed a tear

Through the darkness and good times
I knew I'd make it through
And the world thought I had it all
But I was waiting for you

Hush now
I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new sun

A new day has come
Where it was dark now there's light
Where there was pain now there's joy
Where there was weakness, I found my strength
All in the eyes of a boy

Hush now
I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun

A new day has come.

I post this because the words have rung so true. All in the eyes of a boy. 
I also post this because there are others that are hurting. Some that are suffering from loss or illness or for the struggles and pain of ones they love. 
Some days I still hurt. Every day I still miss her. And life still hands me its sour dollops of misery every now and again.
But always there's a new sun. A new day. 
And great blessings are coming for those who mourn. New suns. New days. 
They'll come.

Getting my body back

I want to hang this on my fridge

Blessing Day

I've got probably five minutes to do this while Little Bub sleeps. He's not taking very good naps today.

Sunday was such a wonderful day. Our boy was able to be blessed by his daddy, assisted by both his Grandpas and all his uncles (minus one future uncle, who will be an uncle in November).
The blessing was sweet, simple, and perfect. The feelings of love and peace were powerful.

Little Bub is now crying...
 Okay he stopped.

Pictures from that day:

A four-generation picture. Little Bub, Mommy, Grandpa (my dad), and Great Grandpa.
I'm sorry, but my baby is freaking adorable.

Little Bub, Daddy, and Grandpa (Bret's dad). Great Grandpa on this side passed away a few years ago.

Little Bub, Mommy, and Grandma (my mom). Isn't she gorgeous? Great Grandma on this side lives in Utah and couldn't be with us.

Daddy sneaked a picture of us. I absolutely love it.