Blink of an Eye: Pouty Face

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Pouty Face

What kind of Mother am I??? When Noah is a bit grumpy and he puts on his pouty face, I can't help but smile. He is SO cute when his little lip puckers and his eye looks sad. I should be sympathizing with my son, but I am giggling at his cute little face.

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DebbieMay 14, 2009 at 8:16 AM
You are just like every other mother who delights in her children. Those pouty faces on young ones can't help but bring a smile, but I have to say it's a different story when the pouty face turns into a tantrum face. Pouty face - cute; tantrum face - not so cute :-( Here's to cute!!
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UnknownMay 14, 2009 at 2:45 PM
Noah certainly has his pouty face down: curled lip, scrunched chin, even a little tear forming in his eye. His little face is so cute.
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SharilynMay 15, 2009 at 9:29 AM
This is seriously tender. How can a mother resist that face? Which is just what he is counting on...:)
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Mary AnneMay 15, 2009 at 10:00 AM
Debbie has it exactly right! Cute is good, and he's learning how to milk this expression for all it's worth!
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Uncle Adam Aunt Mel and HunterMay 18, 2009 at 7:45 AM
How are you going to say no to that cute little face. We miss you Noah and hope to see you soon.
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BeckyMay 20, 2009 at 5:08 PM
How cute is he?! I couldn't hold a straight face either!
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The Story

Our son, Noah Stone Jackson, was born with a very rare genetic disorder called Fraser syndrome. Among his many challenges are one “hidden eye”, a narrow trachea (which required him to have a tracheotomy), an imperforate anus (which required a colostomy), difficulty swallowing (which required a G-Tube for feedings), the fusing of his vocal chords (which means he may never speak), and club feet (which are being corrected with braces). Our family is on an amazing journey together. We are learning to walk along this path that God has planned for us, trusting in His infinite love and wisdom. We are taking each day (or each moment) as it comes and relying on each other, our friends and family, and our God for strength. We have a long road ahead of us filled with several more surgeries, lots of recovery, countless hours of therapy, and many trips to specialists around the state. Every day brings us challenges but they pale in comparison to the smiles and cuddles from our little man. Noah is our son, a true gift from God, and we cannot wait to see where this adventure leads.