A Weekend of Firsts!

Last weekend me and the little man headed to Florida to spend some time with the grandparents and Aunt Dee. We left on Thursday and came home Sunday night. This weekend was full of many firsts for our sweet baby boy! His first first (say that 5 times fast) was our lovely ER visit Thursday night, after only about 45 minutes at the hotel. This was probably the worst night of my life so far, but I had to hold it together for the little guy. I was bathing him in the hotel bath tub and turned around for literally 5 seconds to get a towel (NEVER will I do that again) and as I was turning back around out he comes out of the bath tub and smacks his head-it was so hard it made the loudest noise I have ever heard and even thinking about it still makes my skin crawl-on the tile floor. I called my pediatrician's office (keep in mind this was like 10:30 at night) and they transfered me to the on-call doctor and she said to go ahead and take him to the ER because it would be hard to tell if he was acting different because he was already so tired and it was way past his bed time. So Grandma Karen, Grant, and I headed to Tampa General Hospital. I was so nervous/scared/anxious/exhausted but was a little relieved when we got there and the ER staff didn't seem extremely worried about Grant's situation. The doctor came in and looked at him and said that everything looked good, and his soft spot was still open and soft, so that meant his brain wasn't swelling or anything like that. We were only there for about 20 minutes waiting for the doctor and when the doc said we were good to go, it took FOREVER to get our discharge papers to go home. 'While we were waiting for them to bring in the papers for me to sign, Grant was climbing all over the hospital bed and jumping up and down and in such a good mood. Except for the huge red spot on his forehead, you would have never known this little baby had just suffered a minor head trauma. We finally got back to the hotel about 1:00a and we were both so exhausted from the long travel day and then our ER visit. I don't think Grant moved once during the night until he woke up Friday morning at 10 o'clock. I was so happy that he slept that late, it gave us both enough time to catch up on our rest.

Our little patient

The bump was a lot worse right after it happened

(this picture was taken when we were about to leave the hospital)

His next first was a trip down to the beach. At first he was very skeptical of the sand and was kinda hesitant to touch it. But then after he sat in it for a few minutes he changed his mind and he loved it. Well, he loved it until he took a big handful and shoved it in his mouth. His face was priceless when he realized how yuck it was. But when we went back to the beach the next day, I think he learned his lesson the day before, and he didn't put any in his mouth.

1st time in the sand and not so sure about it!

Um, the sand doesn't taste so good!

Doesn't he look just like a little man with his hat on?

He loves to walk while holding onto some one's fingers. Each day he gets faster and faster! But, I am sooo not ready for him to start walking yet!

I thought this picture turned out really cool!

When you ask him, "Grant can you show me your pretty eyes?", this is the face that he gets. It's so adorable!



Grant loves drawers, doors, and cabinets. He loves to open and close them and if he opens a drawer, he loves to pull everything out of it and then try to put it all back in again. He has even gotten to the point where he knows if his fingers are to close to the inside of the cabinet door, he moves his had over so that he doesn't smash his fingers in the cabinet door when he closes it. At home, whenever I leave our bedroom door open he gets a huge smile on his face and heads for the bathroom. He loves to go in our bathroom and open the cabinet drawers and pull everything he can out of them. Needless to say, he ALWAYS keeps me on my toes.

Emptying the drawer at the hotel

You caught me, mom!

Overall we had a great vacation and it was fun to spend time with my dad, and Chris' mom and sister. But, I was sooo glad when we landed back in Houston on Sunday night. I was exhausted and excited to sleep in my own bed. I don't think I will be traveling with Grant by myself again for a little while. It was a lot of work, especially the plane ride coming home when he didn't sleep at all! Here is a picture I snapped on Sunday afternoon of the little man. He was sooo worn out after a few days at the beach!