Baby Gideon

Who wouldn't want to be born on a morning like this?

April 19, 2010

A wonderful welcome to Baby Gideon! 8 lbs. 10 oz. 21 inches, born at 12:17 p.m.

He looks so much like Peter, we had to try on the glasses to see if they fit. They do.

His coming home outfit. Gideon the Gator. Check out his socks!

Aren't babies just the most amazing gifts? Every spot on them is perfection.

First bath at home. (he has a weird belly button, I know...the doctor says it will go away - whew!)

I have written so many posts in my head since I have been home. But, much to my amazement (hahahaha) I haven't had the time. But I will soon write about my love affair with Lorna Doone. Mmmm. (the cookies, you know) And how my delivery went, which I'm sure you're all on the edge of your seats to hear.

I'll give you a sneak preview, it went like this...

"Hmm. I never miss. Sorry. Ooops. Things don't usually go this way. Wait a little longer...Sorry. This is strange." And so on. Things you don't want to hear while in labor. There was also a little, "I love you Dr. Harward" that I may have said in a dreamy voice. And quickly followed with a "In a giving birth kind of way."

It was super fun. You won't want to miss it. Now if I can just find five minutes to myself. (hahaha) Maybe in a few more years...

Almost time

The Day Before...

Big Belly and Feet

D'ya know what this means? Painted toes and a VERY large belly?

That's right. I'm having a baby. Monday morning, if I don't go sooner - we'll be having a baby.

Wish me luck!

Mee-yow

Sparkles caught a snake yesterday. It was creepy.


She rolled around with it, flipped it in the air, twisted and had a very good cat old time - for like, ten minutes. Ewe.

Then when it didn't wiggle back - she was done.

All I could think was "it wiggled and jiggled and giggled inside her..."

(please note: A few weeks ago she killed a beautiful carrier pigeon. You know, the kind that is someones pet. It was marked and a VERY pretty bird. I felt bad. It left A LOT of feathers. And yes, I did think of how poor Bert would feel. You know, from Sesame Street? He would have been devastated. Naughty kitty.)

I'm Dreaming of a White...Easter?

HAPPY EASTER!

Oh the weather outside is frightful...

Can you believe the snow?!

Easter Loot.

The boys got giant Bakugans.

Roo and Chugs got ZuZu pets.

Chugs just figured out that there is CANDY in those eggs!!!

Wanna piece?

Week Four and beyond

These past weeks have been survival mode. Don't believe me? Take a look at the inside of my fridge.

Whip cream, cottage cheese, sour cream, yogurt, a sippy, some rotten cucumbers, tortillas, and wedding cake filling. Seriously. It's not pretty.

My mom buys milk every now and then for me, and bread. We eat cold cereal, hot dogs, or eat out pretty much every night. (and by "out" my mean a drive thru) It's bad.

Don't panic. I went to Costco today. Things are looking up in the food department.

Survival mode, I say. And in case you didn't know this about me, I don't like survival mode. I like highly functioning mode. I like busy, get things done, emotionally stable, you can rely on me mode.





But as for right now? Not so much.





It's just the proverbial clock tickin' away until this baby gets here. Here are the highlights, or low - which ever the case may be:





*I hired my very own Helper Girl!!! Hooray! Amanda is the greatest thing that happened to me. She cleans, runs kids places, helps with homework, does laundry, plays with the kids, or whatever I may need. Oh I love her. She's my very own Mary Poppins. (I know, I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Don't think I don't know it)





*I've made huge strides on the quilts for the new house. I'll show you sometime. They're cute.





*My mother has all but moved in. Truly one of the biggest blessings of my life right now. I don't know what I would do without her and my dad. (and other friends and family as well) She spends most nights, helps with the kids, gets them to school, and is just here for me. It's wonderful.





*I got released from my RS calling on Sunday. I cried when the Bishop told me, although I was expecting it. It's just that I had no idea, when I was called, I would love these women so much. I have learned more than I could have ever guessed. I will miss this experience terribly.





*Lost my debit card. Ordered a new one, two weeks and 20 checks later.





*Lost my cell phone. Found my cell phone. (please remember I'm not dealing with a full deck - my brain cells are outs right now)





*Packed and sent 5,000 pounds of our life here, across the sea to the surface of the sun. (Did you know I LOVE space bags? I mean love. If you've never used them. Go, this very second to your nearest Target/WalMart/ShopKo and get some! You'll love them!)





*Laid in my bed. A lot. Laid on my couch. A lot.





*Blinked back A LOT of tears. Everyday I almost cry. Then I remind myself, I don't like to cry. And I don't. And then I'm fine. (sometimes)





*Tried not to yell at my kids. Frequently unsuccessfully. But with Amanda and my mom around so much, it's much easier to keep my cool. They take a lot of pressure off. Thank heavens.

*Been to the doctor way more than I like. I hate this stage. Oh well.





And so. That's about the size of things around here. (don't even MENTION my size right now!)

Not exciting.

As I tell everyone who asks, "We're hangin' in there."

And that's the truth.

Hanging on by a thread.