Where has the time gone?

I feel like I have been waiting for this day to come for a while and it kinda snuck up on me.  It has been 6 months to the day that Little Logan came into my life and I never knew that there was such a loving feeling that was so strong. I absolutely and incredibly love this child more than words can describe. I finally understand why parents with crazy loud annoying toddlers think their kids are adorable and why my parents still like me after what I put them through in high school.  It is the best feeling and it is growing everyday...just like Logan!

The first three months of Logan's life were horrible to say the least. There were good days and mostly ok days but there were a lot of bad days too. I still haven't even fully relaxed and accepted the fact that Logan is pretty healthy because for so long he wasn't. And he still has his bad days where he can't poop or he throws up or he has a strangulated hernia that requires emergency surgery. And I still freak out over the little things too like when he doesn't finish his bottle or take a long nap. I hope that he is growing and getting strong and maybe one day I will relax but then again maybe I never will. Even as I am writing this Grayson asked me if I remembered how we weren't allowed to touch Logan's skin when he was first born because it was like wet tissue paper and would fall right off. And that brought back a million memories and gets me all worried again.

Each day I am just in awe that Logan is here in my life and that the Lord trusts me enough to raise this precious baby. This morning I just sat and stared at him while I fed him. When did he get so big? I mean he literally looks like a normal baby. His legs are longer and he is filling out again in his face. When we left the NICU everyone commented on Logan's double chin but he soon lost that and slimmed down a lot. He hasn't been gaining weight like he is suppose to so we are still fortifying his milk and adding a multivitamin as well. But there is no doubt he is growing. And I just barely noticed. 

I am so happy that Logan has done so well since his last hospital stay. It just goes to prove I was right about his whole bowels being screwed up and worrying like crazy when he first came home. He screamed when he tried to poop and was fussy and wouldn't sleep. Everyone blew me off and said there was nothing wrong. Then he ended up in the emergency room and was booked for immediate surgery. Since he has mostly healed from the surgery he is a different baby. And this whole mother thing is starting to be fun.

I started this post intending to make it short and sweet about Logan's progress but my mind just goes into overdrive. So now back to the point I was trying to get to. Logan is 6 months old and is the cutest little 3 month old ever.

He is now smiling a lot more and does it even when he's not getting his diaper changed.
He is eating about 3 oz. every two to three hours.
He is finally growing out of the newborn size and fits comfortably into his 0-3 month clothes. The 3 month clothes are still a bit too long.
He can track things with his eyes and sort of reaches out for toys.
He goes to sleep around 9 or 10 p.m. and wakes up once in the night to be fed. He is then up at 5 or 6 a.m. and spends an hour grunting and growling while he tries to poop and wake up for the day. He sleeps well in the swing but I am up every single hour to check on him. I even have a little flashlight on my dresser that I shine on him to make sure he isn't blue or uncomfortable.
He takes 30 minute naps in the morning which gives me just enough time to wash bottles or pump, brush my teeth and get dressed.
His eyes are big and beautiful. He never had blue eyes like I thought all babies did. They were dark grey and are now turning more green.
He has lost every lick of hair on his head besides the stuff around his ears. He had such a full head of hair when he was born and now he is almost bald. When he is hot or moving around a lot he looks like a mad scientist with little tufts sticking out the side.
He has pretty much quit breastfeeding (sob) because my milk supply has gone way down since he came home from the hospital. I barely had time to pump while Gray was at work because I was holding Logan all the time and he was still learning how to nurse. I wish now I would have been more persistent with nursing but I was so stuck on getting him the correct amount of milk that he had been taking in the hospital and it was easier to know what he was eating when it's in a bottle.
He has been rolling over from his front to his back since he came home from the hospital but is now trying to go from back to front.
He makes me laugh daily and I cannot wait for more time with my little man!

Love you Logan!

 Logan's first week home from the NICU

 Passport Photo

 Loving his toys

 Melting Mommy's heart

  Slimmed down after being home for 3 months.

Happy 3/6 months Baby Boy!!