Corbin's first steps!

I can't believe our little man is actually walking! Corbin took his first steps today and I'm so excited that both Brian and I were there to witness it. I was helping him walk down the hallway by holding his hands and Brian was laying on the floor in Corbin's bedroom. I let go of Corbin's hands when we got to the door and he took about three steps in to Brian then belly flopped right on top of him.

We were so excited, so of course we tried it again, but this time he just stood there and clapped. It won't be long before we are chasing this kid up and down and round and round!

(I will add a video, hopefully, as soon as I can get the time to upload them)

11 months old

Age: 11 months

Weight: Approx. 23 1/2 pounds

Height: Approx. 29 1/2 inches

Not a whole lot new to report these days. Corbin is still thriving and growing bigger by the minute. He seems to be developing so fast, and I think he is getting a little frustrated because his body can't keep up with everything his mind wants to do. Sooner than later, though, he will be running around doing everything he wants to do. (Yikes! I don't know if I am ready for that!)

He is walking around everything and barely needs to hold on any more, but still isn't too sure about walking holding on to someone's hands. I think he likes the comfort and support of a stationary object.

He is impossible to photograph because he just doesn't want to sit still, so I have a feeling that the quality of our pictures in general are really going to suffer. I'm just hoping I can start to capture his charming personality in candid shots instead of the stationary photos I've been so used to taking.

He is really starting to be more open to different foods and can really handle almost any texture so we have been offering him all kinds of foods these days. I've enjoyed baking him all kinds of healthy, kid-friendly dishes and once I can convince him to take a bite, he usually realize that he likes them and will devour the whole plate.

I can't believe this is my last monthly post before he turns 1! Where has the year gone?

Our Chicago trip and Corbin's new best friend

We took a much anticipated trip to Chicago to visit a couple of our best friends and their new little boy. I've mentioned them before, Dan and Alexis, and I will probably mention them many times in the future.
We had been wanting to visit them out in Chicago for a while now, and Alexis and I were finally able to convince our men that it was a MUST now that we both have sons. I mean, they needed to meet their future best friend and travel buddy since we are adament that we will always travel together.
It's a good thing that the trip went well and the boys seemed to get along great (as well as a 10 month old and 3 month old can). Dan and Alexis were great tour guides and showed us all around the city. The trip definitely wasn't long enough and we will hopefully be making it back out there again soon.
Here are a couple pictures from our trip. I wasn't a very good tourist and really didn't end up taking many pictures at all.

Corbin's first plane ride

I just had to share a few pictures from Corbin's first plane ride. We took a long direct flight to Chicago to visit a few of our closest friends. We didn't buy Corbin his own seat, which made me a little more nervous than I already was, but all in all things went really well.
He was asleep before the plane even took off, and woke up an hour or so before we landed. It was a little tough keeping him occupied the last half hour or so, as he was getting a bit antsy and I think he was sick of being passed back and forth between me and Brian.
But he loved looking out the window and eating the breakfast cookies the airline provided. Anything that keeps the kid quiet and happy works for me on those long flights.

(please excuse the awful photo quality)

On to double digits!

Age: 10 months old

Weight: 22 1/2 pounds

Height: approx. 29 inches

This kid won't stop growing! I swear he is getting taller by the day. His weight gain has almost completely stopped and he is just becoming more of a little boy every time I look at him.

He has gone from just standing, to walking around everything he can get his hands on. He has also gone from having only his two bottom teeth to six teeth! Two on the bottom and four on the top which all popped through within just a few days of eachother.

He is the funniest kid you will ever meet and is just full of personality. Other than that, things have been pretty standard around here. His language is developing rapidly and he is babbling a lot now. He loves to flirt with every woman we see and is going to be trouble when he gets older I can already see it.

Hasn't he been through enough?

Poor Corbin has been run through the wringer the last couple weeks.

First it was the Febrile Seizure, which caused us to find out he had a double ear infection. Well two days later he broke out in a nasty rash and turns out he had Roseola.

The rash finally subsided and then a week later he came down with the stomach flu. Luckily that only lasted two days, but then he just wasn't himself so we took him to the doctor and he had yet another double ear infection. The day after that doctor's visit he came down with a cold bug.

The poor kid can't catch a break. I think with his lowered immune system, it just made him susceptible for everything he came within 10 feet of.

Hopefully with the onset of warmer weather, all of these bugs will go away and he can be his happy, healthy self again.

Scariest day of my life

I experienced something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy on April 26th. I will start from the beginning ...

Corbin woke up not feeling so great, and had a slight fever so I gave him some tylenol to help with his discomfort. While his fever wasn't that high, he just wasn't himself so I figured it couldn't hurt. Our day continued and he was very clingy, but seemed to be feeling ok. His fever was gone when I checked his temperature at 2:30 p.m. so I decided not to give him another dose. Shortly there after, he was getting very tired, but wanted nothing to do with his crib, so I ended up holding him while he slept to help him get some sleep.

He woke up from his nap around 4:45 p.m., and like his mama, he takes a while to wake up, so we came out to the living room and sat in the front window while he woke up.

Shortly there after, I could tell something wasn't right with him. Then he started looking around like he couldn't see, but following the light and the sounds. I couldn't get him to make eye contact with me, which was my first moment of panic. I thought maybe he was just a little dazed and too hot, so we went outside for a second and this is when things really got bad.

He started to go limp, and was completely unresponsive. I rushed back in the house screaming his name and dialed 911. At this point he was practically lifeless and wasn't breathing. I thought he was dying in my arms, and saw flashes of my life without him ... I about collapsed, but knew I had to keep it together to help him. The dispatcher sent the ambulance and instructed me to do CPR. Corbin took a couple short breaths after that, was slowly moving his eyes back and forth, his heart racing and had a tight grip on my finger so I knew he was still with me.

The paramedics arrived just minutes later (it was now about 5 p.m.) and took over from there, asking what happened and assessing his situation. Corbin was coming back to consciousness at this point and they told me he was going to be okay.

I was so confused as to what had happened and why they were so calm. It turns out he was having a Febrile Seizure, which is common in children under the age of three. While his fever wasn't that high, certain situations can trigger one of these seizures.

After consulting Mary Bridge Children's Hospital, we were instructed to take him to his pediatrician to check all of his vitals.

We rushed him to doctor's office and it turns out he had a double ear infection, which was causing the fever, which caused the seizure. Since there was a clear reason for his fever, he didn't require any further evaluation and we are just supposed to treat him at the first sign of a fever from now on to avoid a repeat seizure, which he is now more likely to have.

Let's just say I am a paranoid mother now and will be taking his temperature religiously and over-evaluating every little cough and sniffle. But do you blame me? I'm just so relieved that he is going to be ok and there isn't a more serious cause of the seizure.