Caution: You will laugh out loud.

Hudson's little "fit."

9 Months Old!

We had a little bit of a difficult time taking pictures yesterday morning. Hudson decided he was WAY too busy to sit still for the camera and smile. Here are just a FEW of the shots I took.

Ging thought she needed to jump in for this photo op!

FINALLY, a decent one. I'll take it.

As you can see, Hudson is still wearing his nose "thingy" from surgery. We have an appointment tomorrow with the plastic surgeon for his 1 month, post-op check up. We're not sure if he'll have to continue wearing it or not. It still looks as though his nostril is going to close because of the scar tissue build up no matter what, so he'll probably have another nose surgery down the road. He's definitely been a REAL trooper! Matt thought he needed to sport the Handy Manny and Tools band-aid across his nose and not just a regular, "blend-in" band-aid if you're wondering why we chose a bright blue band-aid.

Hudson also had his 9 month well visit appointment with his pediatrician yesterday. We thought he HAD to weight AT LEAST 22-23 pounds. We were VERY wrong. He only weighted 19 lbs. 11oz. and 28 1/2 inches long. 40-50% in his weight and 60% in his height. Rest assured he's 90% in his head- still VERY smart!

Ginny the sled (or stroller) dog.

I finally found a stroller I liked for Hudson at Burlington Coat Factory (go figure). Of course, they were out of stock at our store and the closest availability was in Fort Worth. I might as well drive to Houston to pick one up. So I did. Well... not really, but my dad came to pick up my mom this past weekend after her 2 1/2 week long vacation in Pottsboro with Hudson and he brought it. It was a wonderful gift from his Great-Grandad and Granny! Thanks SO much!

Ginger LOVES walks. Always has, probably always will. I found it was a little difficult to hold on to the leash and push the stroller, so I hooked on Ginger's leash to the stroller and AWAY Hudson went. Who would've thought my little 7 pound Yorkie could pull my 20 pound tubby in his stroller. I think we might try out for the Iditarod Great Sled Race next year.

Mush, Ginger, mush.

We have a TOOTH!

Matt discovered Hudson's first sight of a tooth last Friday. I couldn't believe it! I thought his first one would be on the bottom, like every other "normal" child, but I should have known- in true Hudson fashion- his had to come in on the top right next to his cleft. I'm happy to say, at least it's not in the middle of the roof of his mouth! Yeah.

We took this picture last night. It's coming through pretty fast!

He's not a baby anymore. :(

Which utensil....

The plastic surgeon and speech pathologist had strict orders to only feed Hudson by cup or syringe. Well, when you have a screaming baby who doesn't WANT to drink from a syringe OR cup, you'll try ANYTHING. Here's a list of everything we've tried over the past 5 days... which one do you think worked the best???? (well... maybe not the best, but the one we're currently using?)

A. Ketchup bottle dispenser (Yes, I said ketchup.)
B. 2 oz. syringe with rubber tubing
C. 2 oz. Ready to Use Similac bottle, used as a "cup"
D. 5 ml eye dropper
E. 2 tsp. liquid medicine pourer
F. Juice box
G. Baby spoon
H. Dr. Brown's bottle with Level 4 Nipple (fast flow)
I. 0.8 ml Eye dropper from the Tylenol bottle
J. 1 tsp. Syringe
K. 1 oz. Syringe with plastic tubing
L. 2 T. Little medicine cup

(Not Shown... we also seriously thought about using a Turkey Baster)

Answer to come later,...

2nd Surgery- OVER!

Matt and Hudson playing before we head down to the surgery "holding" area. We had to be at the hospital at 6am, surgery was scheduled for 7am. Somehow we had to entertain a very hungry, cranky baby. A room full of toys was just the answer.

Hudson playing with his "ET toe" also known as the pulse-ox monitor. You can't tell in the picture but his toe was lite up bright red and he thought it was pretty interesting.

Hudson was a little out of it after his dosage of baby Valium. He was pretty entertaining.Baby boy in the recovery area after his 2 hour surgery. It was pretty sad. If you can believe it, this was later that evening. He was all smiles.A moment of sleep. We had a pretty rough night after surgery. He woke up every 45minutes to an hour screaming. The speech pathologist called them night terrors. He's still having them, 5 days later, but getting more manageable each night. I think this is the worst part of him having surgery. Surprisingly, the plastic surgeon and speech pathologist cleared us to go home Thursday afternoon. We were shocked, but more than willing to go. The hospital was not a comfortable stay by any means.
5 minutes into the car ride home- he was TIRED!
Finally home, resting with Dad. Thank goodness this one is over with!