Sunday, April 29, 2012

6 Months

Little Boy, you are 6 months old. And not so little anymore. 



*Weight*
Birth: 7 lbs. 9 oz.
Now: 17 lbs. 14 oz. 

*Length*
Birth: 21.5 inches
Now: 28.5 inches



*Likes* 
You are changing by the day and so are the things that you like. You used to love your swing-not to much anymore. But you do love floor time when mama or daddy are down there with you. You love to eat. Forget a bottle, you want the real stuff. You have even tried a few things off mama and daddy's plates. You still like your binky and all 4 of your lovies. Yes we have 4 and yes you need them all to sleep. You like to talk to anyone and everyone who crosses your path. You will even talk to your feet if they listen. You like to have all the attention in the room. 



You have 2 whole teeth since this picture. And you worked for everyone of them. 


*Dislikes*
You do not like teething. Nor do I. It is H E double hockey sticks these days. Especially at night. The nighttimes are the worst. You don't like to be left alone in a room. You cry almost immediately if you see us walk out. If you don't actually see us leave then I will give you 5.3 seconds before you realize you are alone and you freak. You hate shots. You reacted the worst to your 6 month shots. They on top of teething have made you one big ball of snot, fever, and grumpy. You have been such a joy my love :) 



*Facts*
You are in size 2 diapers. We have stayed in this size longer than any other. I like that. You are wearing size 6-9 month clothes and size 2-3 shoes. You hate to be patted when going to sleep. You would rather be rocked these days instead of being layed down in bed awake. You eat a jar of 2nd foods and an 8 oz bottle at each setting.  

  


*Special Talents* 
You are good at jumping in your jumper. Its like an exersaucer but on springs. You love it. You are also extra good at batting your eyes at me and getting me to do anything you want. I am helpless under your spell. Rolling over has become a cinch so you now push up on your arms and kick your legs like a mad man. You are so close to crawling. I am ok with you NOT crawling yet. I have a feeling then when you start to move, you won't stop. 




Camden, 
I can't believe that you have been with us for 6 while months. It has gone by so fast. Each month gets better and better. Your personality is starting to show and I can tell you are going to be a funny one. Just like your daddy. I like that. But you must promise me now that you two won't gang up on me. If you do I am just going to have to have a baby sister to be on my team! You are the sweetest boy around. These days I love to cuddle with you while I am asleep. I even have to talk myself out of going into your room, getting you out of your bed, and cuddling with you for hours. Instead I just go in and watch you sleep. I imagine you and Jesus talking in your dreams. I'm not sure why- I guess you are such at peace. Sweet baby, in 6 more months you will be a year old. Lets slow down just a tad. I can't handle it if it goes by any faster. 


I love you baby boy. 
Mama

Monday, April 23, 2012

I always swore...


...That if I ever had a boy I wouldn't give into the dirt, worms, and John Deere bit.


But when it looks this dang cute, I just can't hardly stand it.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Zoo Day

This weekend, Nate's family came up and we all went to the Memphis Zoo. We packed ourselves a picnic lunch, loaded up the cars, and we headed off. None of us were prepared for how cold it was. This winter has been so warm that we all mis-predicted the chill in the air. But that didn't stop us. We bundled Little Man up and off we went. 




Lydia loved the polar bears. She ooh'ed and ahh'ed herself silly. 


Next, we saw the grizzly bears. It was feeding time, but first it was play time. This little guy showed off.

                                                       



Camden touched the glass and wasn't even phased when the bear came right up to us. I, on the other hand, and guilty of letting out a screech. 




Seriously, I love this man. I told him to smile with Camden. But I really just wanted a picture of him. I can't imagine my life without him. 




And another man I can't imagine my life without! 




Y'all. He is really that cute! 


 The tiger was watching some ducks swim around and we just knew we were going to see he go after one. But he never did. 


Cousins.


Camden also got some good time in with his Mammy and Papaw. 


Daddy and Daughter time.


And Camden-Papaw time. 


And Camden-Daddy time. 


We had such a fun time. The sun ended up coming out and warming everything up. All of the animals were out and doing their thing. Camden slept a lot of the time so he was a happy baby. Family and animals-can't get much better than that.




Tuesday, April 17, 2012

identity

Its been a while since I have posted anything other than pictures and things to do with Camden. And while I love that boy more that anything in this world, he does not define me. 

I have struggled for the past few months with figuring out who I am. I thought and thought and couldn't place my finger on my identity. "Who is Whitney?" I asked myself daily. Was I a teacher? A wife? A mother? A housekeeper? A youth minister's wife? 

Who was I?

And then something happened in our family and my life was turned upside down. (I know I have mentioned this mysterious thing several times and have not explained myself. I promise that one day I will tell you all about it but my feelings aren't healed and I am still praying for forgiveness toward others and until I find that, I have to keep it private-without outside influences.) I was not just upside down but inside out and every which-a-way possible. I had nothing to cling to. I could control nothing. And it was in that moment that I realized that I needed to cling to the Lord. The one who had been holding me waiting on me to realize who I was. I was a child of God. 

I was His daughter. Who cared if I was good at being a mother or a wife in that moment. All I could focus on was being known as His. Because He was the only one who could take care of all my needs. He didn't care if I was good enough at what I did. He didn't care if I made the bed or taught the correct material. He only cared that I was His and He was mine. 

What a feeling it was to know who I was. Who I am

Where is your identity found. In whom is it found in?

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Some 5 month remnants before the 6 month post


can we say  t.r.o.u.b.l.e 

 camden and gigi. his great grandmother. 
this has my heart



 baby feet and mama feet





one of my favorite boys 

 yes. he is really that cute.

 she is the reason camden is spoiled



we do a foot print every month. can you tell we have improved? 

see i told you. he is really that cute. 

if all i had were these two, i would be just fine.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Happy Easter from the Russells