Ryder is 6 months old... well, 6 months and 2 weeks, or something really late like that, seeing as everyday life has swallowed up my time in big heaping gulps.
Ryder is such a blessing. I cannot say that enough. He is such a sweet, smiley, snuggable baby. He is also energetic and engaging. He loves to be the center of attention and will demand your full and undivided attention if he thinks he is being, ummm, under appreciated. ( I do not know where he gets these qualities... :)
Ryder can sit (although it is still slightly precarious to leave him sitting unattended) and roll. He can grab your hair or arm, or arm hair... if you have enough... with Herculean strength and precision. I have very real bruises from his tiny, grabby hands and fingers.
A high pitched squeal. An incredibly loud , ear piercing noise that comes from the very core of his being... this is what he does when he is happy...or playing... or trying to get your attention... or bored.
His stats were in the previous post... but considering that might as well have been 3 years ago with as frequently as I am posting lately... I will re-stat. 29 inches and 21 lbs. 5 oz. He is, what one might call, a big boy.
And when he is done... he is done.
It is so amazing to see how different Ryder is from Rigg. I know each of my children has had their own personalities, but now I have the privilege of having 2 of my children under the same roof at the same time. I guess this magnifies the individual traits and characteristics. My boys are a treasure to me and an indescribable joy. I love seeing whoGod made them to be. I am blessed to be their mama.
Hey all,If you do not know us, the first thing you should know is how much we love the Lord our God, and we are striving to live lives worthy of the title, Believer.
The second is we are praying everyday for His return. On that day we will be reunited with our precious baby girl Caden, the treasure of our hearts. Since the death of our daughter we have battled grief, hurt, tears in public, brain surgery and chemo. We have also celebrated new life in the birth of our 2 sons. So come, read, share and enjoy the life God has given us. Although it is not perfect, or even what we had planned it is what He wants for us, so we choose to rejoice.
"Michael said Caden's funeral felt like a wedding. I smile to type that, because in many ways, it was: a celebration of one little bride being united with the Lamb."
our big Rigg
things that make me laugh
I came back into the room from treating myself to a nice, cold diet coke when I saw the Captain playing with Rigg. He was making the stuffed animal dance in the air toward our son and saying in a sing-song voice “Here comes the zebra.” I looked at him and said in the exact same sing-song voice “It’s a giraffe.” To which the Captain, with only the briefest pauses, sing-songed back the reply… “Daddy had brain surgery.“