Photo Thoughts Part 3: Yance and Progress


This picture was taken on August 16. On the day the boy turned twenty-three weeks old, he sat up by himself for the first time.

It is the latest in many achievements he's been passing lately.

Yance has been getting on hands and knees and attempting to crawl. He gargles/gurgles now, and can be found anywhere in the living room during the day. The boy can do a complete roll over, but his primary method of travel is still forward, aka scooting/half-crawling.

He also laughs. And experiments with his voice. My baby boy makes funny faces and is getting pretty proficient at walking when he's holding on to somebody's fingers. He can't stand or walk on his own, yet. But balance will come soon enough. As it is, he'll be flying around the house as soon as he gets his coordination together to crawl properly. Ack!

Little Yance barely fits into 3-6 size onesies and can wear 6-9 size quite comfortably. He's in size 3 diapers now, though I have no idea how long that will last. He weighs at least fifteen pounds now and his legs are finally growing so that they look less stubby on a long body.

He still has no teeth, but tears into his teething rings (and anything else he can stick in his mouth...) like there is no tomorrow.

My baby boy is growing too fast. I remember holding him for the first time and how amazed I was at having a new life, a new human life, in my arms. I had held brand-new kittens, piglets, and goat kids and stroked less than 24 hour old foals, puppies, and "geeps" (a goat/sheep cross). But I had never held a brand-new baby, much less my own. I had never been interested in holding a baby before.

And too soon, this boy will be running around outside and bringing me scrapes and bruises and telling stories of his wars with the dog and his cousin.

But it will be fascinating watching him grow up and achieve new things along the way.

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The fence is done!!! We have four of the five horses in the front pasture, with only the stallion behind the house with the barn. My brother helped immensely with getting it done, and my sweet hubby and stick brother got the tractor, punched holes for the posts, cut a few extra posts, put all the necessary posts in and set them, and then strung the wire. The weather prevented us from moving the horses over that same evening (Saturday!), but on Sunday morning we got panels in for gates and got them moved. It was quite the accomplishment, and I am so proud of both my husband and my brother.

The movie we watched that weekend was "Hacksaw Ridge".

It is the story of the first conscientious objector to earn the Medal of Honor. It is a story of faith, conviction, love, and miracles.

How else would you explain one unarmed medic saving the lives of so many wounded allies (and attempting to save the lives of wounded enemies) in one of World War II's bloodiest battles -- and surviving unscathed to climb again the following day?

While I don't agree with everything that the man believed, Desmond Doss was a convicted Christian that God used to help win the war. He saved so many lives and brought bodies down from the ridge, and was the epitome of no one being left behind in the day and night following his first climb up that ridge.

Prior to that, he faced persecution for his refusal to carry a gun. He took "Thou shall not kill [also translated as murder]" to an extreme, but you've got to admire his conviction. He faced court martial and even missed his wedding due to his conviction, but ended up being able to be an unarmed medic and also got to marry the love of his life before being deployed.

Oh. And Mel Gibson can definitely make good movies.

Anyway, this stellar movie is available for $14 on Amazon.



And from what I've read on his Medal of Honor citation, this story is only watered down.

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