mom!

My mom is in town (my dad and 2 sisters will join us tomorrow) and it's been great! I know Dave especially enjoys his uninterrupted (mostly) sleep and will be sad to see her go. It is nice to feed Sam and then pass him off for a diaper change/soothing (though Dave usually handles that, but I feel less of a need to support my mom in doing this :) ). She has also been nice and helpful and while I didn't feel I was lacking in company, it's nice to have an adult to hang out with during the day. We're excited to party this weekend!

 
sam showing off some gang signs

stripes & smiles

Tonight there isn't much to actually blog about, but here are some pictures. I love his little striped pants (maybe I will keep buying them in all the sizes?). Sam also does the cutest things with his hands when he sleeps and they aren't swaddled tight. It's always adorable. And okay, I know that babies don't really smile this young and it's just like "sleep twitching" or whatever, but I think any new parent will tell you THAT THEY TOTALLY ARE REAL SMILES and THEY ARE SO CUTE.
 
 
 
 

And this blog won't turn into a picture dump of Sam, but until we are all recovered and mobile once more, there just isn't much else going on :)

And thanks, as always, for all your kind and sweet comments all over the internets and in real life. It means so much for you to be celebrating along with us! wahoo!

ten days

So we've been doing this parenting thing for a week and a half now and I think we are getting the hang of it. Sam is a pretty calm baby and newborns sleep a lot, so for now, we're feeling pretty good about things. We are tired of course, but I think the whole sleep deprivation thing is not quite as bad as we feared or as everyone says. Again, we're only 10 days in so I'm not saying things will always be this way. One thing to realize is things are constantly changing with babies. I mean, their sleeping and eating and behavior habits are always changing, so we know that we can't count on things staying like this. But this past week has been so great. We love cuddling with Sam and having him sleep on our chest and if you came over all you'd hear was us talking to each other about how cute he is and "oh my gosh, look at his face!" He has the cuuutest faces.

Sometimes being a parent is overwhelming. (you guys, post-partum hormones are craaaazy.) I remember the first night we were home and Dave went to bed and I was feeding Sam in the living room and it was about 10:30 or 11 and I was just thinking "wow, I'm never going to sleep again." One thing we've learned is that once the day comes, time isn't as endless as the nights seem. You just gotta get though 12-7am. Then the sun helps you feel more awake and you get to start over a little bit.

Dave has been slowly transitioning back to work this week and Sam and I are surviving at home. He sleeps for most of it anyway. I would always rather Dave be home and sometimes it scares me to death to think I have to be responsible for the health and happiness of this baby during the day...but...I think we'll be okay.

Just don't ask me about it during the evening, when I'm likely to cry over just about anything. (seriously, craaaaazy hormones). I don't intend to do it most of the time and Dave is torn between comfort and laughing because well, I seem a little crazy. Ah well.

And we do look forward to when he gets bigger and can interact more with us but, oh, I kind of wish he'd stay a week old forever. I love love love week old Sam.


celebrating

Hello! It's a little hard to believe we have been home for a week! Last Friday we pulled the cake I made (in December) out of the freezer and celebrated both baby sam and that Dave doesn't need a cast. It was fun/delicious.

month of crazy.

Based on a doctor's appointment I had on Christmas Eve, we thought we may end up with a Christmas baby. It really threw us for a loop. It had Dave worried he was going to have to deliver a baby in the car! Christmas was so great but also a little stressful. We made it home and started finishing up preparations, thinking we'd only have time for a few of them. But we didn't have a Christmas baby, nor a day after Christmas baby, not even a New Year's Eve baby (that would have been kind of cool). We installed the car seat, packed our bags, cleaned the apartment a bit more thoroughly, stocked up on groceries....and we made it to the next week where we got the tree taken care of, etc. and did some other organization. We kept joking that Sam was just waiting until we had finished our list of things before making his debut. What a considerate baby?

Unfortunately, Dave got super sick right after New Year's, so we were really hoping that wasn't going to be when our baby came. We joked in the elevator how his office was going to be like "remember that Dave guy? He went on Christmas holiday, got sick, broke his arm and then had a baby. Does he still work here?) I think he had like four full days at the office after New Years!

I was very proud of our newly formed habit of having our apartment always clean and ready to leave. Uh, yeah, no, we don't normally keep our house that clean. Just in time to have a baby, right?

Those two weeks following Christmas were quite mentally exhausting. It was a little crazy to always think that we were hours away from something happening...and then it never did. So the week before Sam did arrive, we kind of tried to not feel so worried/preoccupied. It helped that I reached 37 weeks and we felt that things would be fine and then the only thing Dave was worried about was having to deliver a baby himself. Ha! My doctor said if I reached 37 weeks, I could do whatever I wanted. (you know, within reason. :)). He also kept saying he would be surprised if he saw me the next week but I came back twice! Lame, but who can actually predict these things, right? What can I say? I'm a pro rester.

And I realize that it was crazy to be almost frustrated that our baby hadn't come yet (we just prepared ourselves so well for an early baby that it was almost frustrating he wasn't, which is so dumb! He wasn't really close to being late at all!) I think we were just ready for things to get going already, since we just didn't know what to expect. But I suppose that is what most people feel before having a baby.

Also, if you noticed in the previous post that Dave had a sling on and was wondering if we were back in 2008 when Dave broke his wrist, the answer is no, but kind of. Two Fridays Dave rode his bike to work (he'd been driving all week (to be prepared) and then on Friday we were going to meet for lunch, so I kept the car. hindsight. ugh) and it slipped on some ice. It was only a block away from our apartment so he came back a little banged up and said that he would need a ride to work after all... we ended up going to an instacare and it turned out Dave fractured his elbow. What timing! But we made some doctor appointments and tried not to worry about it too much.

This past Friday Dave went and had new x-rays and it turns out that while it is fractured, the kind he has doesn't need surgery or even a cast! He just needs to wear a sling most of the time (so he looks like a faker, haha) and take it easy for a few weeks and they will check it again. Such a blessing to have the best case scenario for a broken arm!

And while it kind of stinks he had a splint while we were in the hospital and the last few days, Dave was amazing just using one and 1/4 arm (his hand was still pretty useful). We're excited that he has more use of it and that in a few weeks he'll be back to normal.

So anyway, things were a little crazy the past month or so! We did enjoy the last few weeks of it just being the two of us. We got take out italian for new years, played plenty of lego star wars, watched new movies and even made it to see the hobbit (which we really liked).

And it's just funny that a week ago we were hanging out after church, taking naps, chatting with siblings, making cookies and visiting with Dave's parents/brother. I went into labor about five minutes before they left, actually, and we found ourselves in the hospital an hour later.

That is the funny part. With all the preparations, we were still like "wow, could this really be it?" We were pros at packing the hospital bag (having done so a few times for when we were going to be gone for a long time, or that one time I had what I thought was a contraction...) and even left things pretty clean before we left. But you should have seen the look Dave gave me when I wanted to put the two remaining muffins in a container before we left.

Well, they were good.





what a day to welcome a baby/



baby sam was born in the early hours on monday and he's basically perfect. we're smitten, of course.

we are slowly adjusting to life that goes 2-3 hours at a time and taking a thousand pictures of every thing he ever does.


because patience and practice are a few of my strengths, this totally makes sense.

One of my goals for this year is to learn how to do modern calligraphy. Because, I mean, swoon:




images via 

I've seen some beautiful calligraphy on the internets over the past while and something about calligraphed Christmas tags made me think ok, that's it, I'm learning to do this.  

Does anyone know how to do modern (or not) calligraphy? Any suggestions for the best way to learn? From a book? A class? Youtube? 

best part of 2012: the cookie butter



this year we have loved living in portland and getting to know a new life. We do miss family and friends terribly, but we've managed to have fun, regardless. 

here is the best of 2012 in pictures: weddings, vegas, biking, family visits & visits to new places, good food, holidays and our lovely portland.


happy new year! thanks for reading!

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As 2012 ended and I reflected on goals for the year and new ones for 2013, I found myself, once again, feeling very disappointed in 2012. I feel like I fell very short of my potential and that I should have done and been so much more. The end of the year ended well enough, but as for the beginning and the middle of the year, well, ugh. 

2012 wasn't all bad, though. Amid the grief and loneliness and floundering, we found ourselves with a great job for Dave and a perfect apartment. I feel like I just struggled to catch up; I planned out a few things and ended up having to give them up because of being on "rest" and then "bigger rest" and it all just fizzled out...whatever motivation or effort I offered to life just seemed to fall flat. 

Last night we went over our goals and set new ones for 2013 and I quickly searched for a talk on goals and found this talk by Elder Holland. And I can't help but feel that it was no accident we read this. I felt like (as I'm sure we all do?) he was speaking right to me: 

"as a new year begins and we try to benefit from a proper view of what has gone before, I plead with you not to dwell on days now gone...We look back to claim the embers from glowing experiences but not the ashes. And when we have learned what we need to learn and have brought with us the best that we have experienced, then we look ahead and remember that faith is always pointed towards the future...

...to be tied to earlier mistakes is the worst kind of wallowing in the past from which we are called to cease and desist...

...we are guilty of the greater sin if we keep remembering and recalling and rehashing someone with his or her earlier mistakes--and that someone might be ourselves. We can be so hard on ourselves--often much more than on others!

this is an important matter to consider at the start of a new year--and everyday ought to be the start of a new year and and new life. Such is the wonder of faith, repentance, and the miracle of the gospel of Jesus Christ." [bold emphasis mine]

So I am done worrying about what I did or didn't do last year. Often, circumstances permitting, I did the best I could and if I didn't, well, I've regretted and repented and that is that.

I look forward to 2013 as a year for progress and accomplishment. I take with me what I've learned over the past few years (which I suppose is still progress, but not what I am looking for) and I am so very excited to have a new year. One that doesn't feel like it's just in my way. It's a year for me and I am going to give it everything I have and I am going to come out on top. I refuse let it be otherwise.

And now, in pictures:


 pinned (by the way, did you see this movie? (we bought a zoo) it was fantastic.)