January Happenings

My darling husband turned 27 this week!! He doesn't like birthday cake so I decided to make him some snickerdoodles and slap a candle on it. I'm pretty creative, I know. We celebrated by going out to eat at Iggy's with the babe and he started to freak-out on us. It was awesome. Turns out he was just hungry so after feeding him he was fine. He sure was fascinated by the fans and the patterned fabric on the booth. Wilson, not Ryan.

This was also a big week because my little man had his first church experience! He just slept the whole time in Sacrament so it was pretty easy. I'm not really going anywhere with this, I just wanted to post the following picture of the boy and his father in their church clothes.

Rant

Huggies diapers are the WORST, and I'll tell you why.

My adorable baby boy has started a new "BM" schedule... he likes to build it up for a couple of days and then let loose on that diaper and show it who's boss. Because it's in such copious amounts I understand that it's difficult to keep it all in the diaper, that's not why I'm angry. My problem is the fact that every time you take off a Huggies diaper, the little tabs fold back in on themselves INTO the dirty diaper making it impossible to roll the thing up in a neat little ball. Which means you get baby poop everywhere. Totally un-awesome.

Epic Fail Huggies. Epic Fail.

More Lessons Learned

I realized something this weekend while Ryan and I went to the Car Show down in Sandy. I really don't want to drive a big car... I'm very uncomfortable driving SUV's or really big trucks. I'm pretty sure I'd be reckless and cause a lot of unintended damage. Plus I wouldn't be able to park straight (which is one of my OCD tendencies), so I'd probably have mean notes left on my monstrous vehicle by people that hated crooked parking as much as I do. I superly-duperly like the look of the Toyota Land Cruiser and the Sequoia, but when I actually sat in one I was a little terrified.

(This is me terrified in the Sequoia)

So I learned that I love sedans, and really just want to drive a Honda Accord... That's my dream car. How sad, huh? Actually, I would probably drive and Acura if I could afford one... Which is really just a high end Honda. So it turns out I'm pretty easy to please. Well, at least car wise. What this also means is I'm only going to have three kids. That's right, I'm limiting my family because I don't want to drive a big car. And poor Wilson will be cramped in the back seat with two other car seats for most of his life. Yea!

And then they had some Bentley's.... now those are some gorgeous cars....

Oui Monsieur

I bought a new lens for my camera for Christmas that I've wanted for a long time. As soon as I opened it I started taking pictures of my adorable baby. (it's not bragging if it's truth...)

Then I decided to follow through with something that I said I would do when I finally had my baby... put a mustache on him. So I took some eyeliner and went at it, drawing in his eyebrows and giving him a sweet 'stache.

And I love it. I can't look at this picture without laughing. I wonder what he'll say when he's older and sees these pictures. I sure hope he has a sense of humor about it, but I can't wait to do it again...

Stolen

Kate Benson is an amazing portrait photographer. I idolize her. I don't know what camera she uses, but the colors in her photos are fabulous. Anyway, on her blog she did some newborn pictures and I just had to steal a concept from one of them. Her composition and lighting is better, but I still really like how this one came out.

Labor Post

Labor was quite the experience for me... it was horrific... long.... tiring... and not what I expected. I started having contractions two days before I actually went in to the hospital. I wasn't sure if I was actually having them or if it was just false labor, and Ryan was convinced that I was overreacting. It was after all three weeks before my due date. On Monday morning around 2 am I finally got up the courage to ask Ryan to take me to the hospital... Great timing huh? I finally decided I needed to go because I was really unsure if my water had broken or not and I needed peace of mind.

We got to LDS Hospital around 3 am and they checked me. It turns out my water had broke so they ordered me an epidural and petocin. I know, I had said previously that I was thinking I wouldn't get an epidural... obviously that didn't last. The contractions the previous two days had been enough for me.

We waited... and waited... listened to some music... (Ryan wanted him to be familiar with The Who, Jimi Hendrix, Clapton, and The Beatles.) Slept... waited... started feeling contractions in one spot and wanted to die... (that was just me) got the epidural replaced... threw up... couldn't feel my entire body... started pushing... pushed for two hours (30 minutes of which Ryan and I had been left alone for ???) and finally he was born.

This picture was taken the day after he was born when he got his first bath... adorable, I know.

So a month later and we've survived... The first week wasn't bad because I had my sister her to help me. The week after that I was about to give up. Christmas was great because I had Ryan's family around to help and then after that it has been pretty decent. I've had bad days... but the kid is adorable. I've cried more in the last month than I probably have in my whole life... but I suppose that's normal.

Wilson at one month (01/07/2010)

What's my baby like? I'd say he's a pretty dern good baby. He sleeps alot... he doesn't fuss to much unless he's hungry.. and he LOVES his binky. He's had his first Christmas and New Years Party. I'm a little sad that I was not prepared at all for Christmas so I'll have to make it a bigger deal for him next year. He's been a lot of places already (Target, Grocery Shopping, Training Table, Walgreens, Arella's, and ARIZONA to see my family.) I think he's real cute, his dad is enamored and Chris and Audree spoil him already. He's going to be one lucky kid.

Merry Christmas!!!

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