My Smiley Baby

I caught this on my camera phone. He is the smiliest little baby in the whole world. He spent a good deal of yesterday just looking at us and smiling. I know the experts say it's not "really" smiling, but you can't convince me of that. Sweet little guy!!!

Father's Day

Tomorrow is Father's Day. I was just reflecting on the many wonderful fathers I have in my life.

First and foremost my own father, who is one of the most incredible people I know. He's an amazing teacher, a funny guy, a sweet man, and a loving dad. He's amazing because he can literally do anything. I literally feel that my daddy can do anything. I love him so much, and hope he knows that he is a better father than I could have asked for and I am eternally grateful to call him mine....

My father-in-law is like no other. He would literally give the shirt off his back to you if you asked for it, but is more likely to give it to you before you could even ask, along with a Casey's pizza or two. He's been a great dad and example to my husband, and so accepting and loving to me. I'm glad to have him in my life. This picture epitomizes his loving nature so well.

My brother and brother in laws are such fantastic dads. They love their kids and treat them with respect and love. It's fun to see those you love loving others in such a special way.


And last but not least, the newest little daddy on the block- Mike Jacobs. He's a proud papa, and a great one to boot. At the hospital, the nurse came in and said that Drew's temperature was too low, and he needed to warm up. I'll never forget the overwhelming feeling of love I felt when I saw the sad look in Mike's eyes as he went over and caught the baby up and wrapped him in his arms with blankets all around them and snuggled him until he was back up to the right temperature. He has been a great provider and a great help to me and Andrew. I love him, and it's so fun to see him developing this other part of himself. Happy Father's Day, little Papa.
Happy Father's Day to all of the great fathers out there.

Life with Andrew

Ok. So he's really cute. My hormones have been off the charts since bringing him home. I feel good, just crying at everything that happens/doesn't happen. I seriously looked at my bruises from the IV and felt sorry for myself and started crying yesterday. Ok, that's nuts. They don't even hurt. Then there are the inevitable baby blues where you worry that your baby isn't eating enough, or that he won't freaking stop eating already or that blah blah blah.

I've gotta say though, Michael and I have really really been having a great time with our little guy. He's hilarious and so so sweet. My personal favorite thing is to see Mike and Andrew snuggling on the couch. They sure seem to like each other quite a bit. :) I like having Mike be the daddy - he's exceptionally good at it.

Jeanette came and stayed his weekend to help since Mike had to go back to work. I really appreciated it, and these pictures pretty much cracked me up. The distressed face is probably my favorite picture of him thus far. He makes that face at us all the time - kind of like, "Mom, Dad - are you two really as weird as you seem?"

Well, the little guy's crying to eat again - turns out that eating 22.5 hours a day is his favorite pasttime.

Better than Expected...

Andrew Wyatt has arrived!

On June 2nd at 3:36 a.m. little Drew made his appearance. At 8 lbs 1 oz, he is even more beautiful, more wonderful, and more miraculous than I could ever have imagined. We couldn't have been more happy with our sweet little man.

Tomorrow's the Big Day

Tomorrow, 9 am, St. Luke's hospital. I think this kid's plan was to wait inside until he was old enough to go on his mission, but I'm just not ok with that. We're inducing tomorrow.
I feel excited and nervous at the same time. Wish me luck! The next posting will be with pictures of the little guy. YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

Still nothing.

And that's sad.

Pregnancy photo

Well, here I am. We're 3 days away and I'm ready to see him! With parents as cute as this, he's bound to be adorable, right? :) Amy took this outside of my apartment a couple weeks ago. Thanks, Amy!

This is an old photo of Mike, but the options here at my parents are a little slim on pictures of him. Isn't he adorable, though??

A day late

Yesterday was Jeanette's birthday! Happy Birthday, Jeanette! I love all my sisters, and am so grateful to have them as my best friends.
Bethy B, you know how much you've always meant to me and I'm glad you understand my craziness, because you have the same within you! :) Here are a few random memories:
1. Who has nail polish?
2. W.A.N.S.I
3. Barbies and Paperdolls. Let's just not admit anything.
4. Begging to swim in the Doubet's pool.
5. Chug-a-lug Water Contests
6. Calling each other (with permission) on the mission
7. Arry Potter
8. Finger dancing
9. If you can't take it, don't dish it...
10. Wrestling
11. Sir Pinchalot - I still have a scar
12. The Blue Bikers Club - I saved you, man.
13. The Wizard of Oz play - Nice undies.
14. Watching Scooby Doo in the theaters..........how many times?
And finally:
15. Laughing, and laughing, and laughing, and laughing all the time.

What would I do without you? I love you!

Fog and Rain

I love fog! I came outside this morning a little before 7 and the whole street was foggy. It's scary to drive in, but to walk in it is like walking in the clouds!

I love rain, except for when you get soaked and then have to come back into the air conditioning at work with wet Birkenstock sandals. Blech.

Cute little neice

My neice Abigail will turn 3 this summer. And she is the cutest little curly blond ever. We ate dinner over there last night and had so many laughs over her. She said to her daddy, "I so wuv Ki-ren. I give her big kiss!!" SUCH a little sweetheart!

Please?

I really want to snuggle my little guy.

Words I hate....

I was just thinking about this, so I thought I would torture all you blog-heads out there. What words do you hate? It seems everyone has their pet peeve-words. For me (besides all the swear/otherwise vulgar words), I can't STAND most shortened words. For example- Fab. Hubby. Preggers. Delish. Prego. They bug me. Every once in awhile and it doesn't really bother me, but when people ALWAYS refer to the time when they were "preggers", I just want to yell, "Does it REALLY take that much longer to finish the word?!" Furthermore, I hate when others refer to husbands and wives as "mates." Makes me feel like an orangutan or something.

What about you? What words bug the snot out of you? Or am I just crazy?

Just thinking....

Forgive the serious moment here. I was at my desk humming “O Savior, Thou Who Wearest a Crown” and all of the sudden was filled with such a happy feeling. I just felt very close to the Savior and very thankful for the love He has shown to me. There’s a line from that song that says “Thy mercy is extended To ev’ry time and land.” I love that. Somehow at church yesterday, that thought hit me in a way it never had before. EVERY time. EVERY land. EVERYone. Wow. What an amazing, incomprehensible, and truly noble gift. I’m not a huge fan of songs about the crucifixion –mostly because it seems that often they’re depressing and just……I don’t know. But that song really does make me grateful for the Atonement as a whole, and Jesus Christ as my true friend. The 4th verse just kind of epitomizes my feelings.

What praises can we offer
To thank thee, Lord most high?
In our place thou didst suffer;
In our place thou didst die,
By heaven’s plan anointed,
To ransom us, our King.
O Jesus, the anointed,
To thee our love we bring!

About me.

A book I highly recommend: Cheaper by the Dozen – it rocks.
My favorite flower is: Callilillies and dandilions
A game I like to play is: Down the River – it always reminds me of my Grandma Rough and it makes me happy.
The music I listen to most is: Classical music while I drive – it helps me think and Jellybean loves it.
A movie I watch over and over is: Dan in Real Life
My favorite quote is: My new favorite is “Life is hard. It’s even harder when you’re stupid.” -John Wayne
My favorite thing to buy is:Anything on sale. I found an 89 oz jug of Tropicana Orange Juice for $1.50 instead of $6.00 because it was going to expire in 3 days. WOW! So we bought 4 and froze 3. That was on Monday. I still get excited when I think of it. I need help.
If I could afford to buy anything at the moment I would buy: A crib
If my house were burning down and I could only rescue three things, they would be: Computer hard-drive, journals, and….Mike.
A smell that makes me pause is: Laundry drying
My favorite sport to watch is: I would have to say baseball live.
The city I would like to visit most is: International- Paris currently Domestic- Boston
A moment when I achieved absolute happiness was: Sitting around with Mike discussing baby names and realizing I was the luckiest girl in the world.
My favorite meal is: Mexican food.
A piece of music that makes me sentimental is: Accidently in Love by the Counting Crows
Someone or something that made me laugh this week was: Jeanette and I talking about Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman.
My earliest memory is: I think I was just three, running around the house outside in a little dress, barefoot, in our new home. I remember feeling the wind on my face and laughing because I was so happy. I’m glad I remember that day. It still makes me smile.
My first paying job was: Babysitting and if that doesn’t count - Taco Bell. Woohoo!
The memory that still makes me laugh is: Zach giving Mike a single-deuce at the dinner table without even knowing what he was doing.
My best birthday was: My 23rd. Mike made an intensive scavenger hunt for me because we couldn’t see each other. It was so fun and made me feel special.
A smell that reminds me of my childhood is: The smell of library books.
My favorite color to wear is: Pink or red.
When I exercise I like to: cry.
The best vacation I ever had was: To the Smokey Mountains.
The best thing about being married is: hearing the hilarious things he says in his sleep. That and spending time with my best friend.
The thing I am most passionate about is: Currently? Letting kids be kids.
What is one thing you did as a child that you hope your child will NOT emulate: Steal from friends and family in the name of Robin Hood.

Now you're tagged. Put yours on your blog, because I'm really interested in what you have to say. That sounded sarcastic, but that wasn't intentional!!!

Currently NOT reading.....

WHY am I currently not reading?

First off, somehow I got started on a Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman marathon. Yes, even though I spend 1/2 the time thinking, "Dear heavens...ANOTHER man from the town is in love with Dorothy?? Do they HAVE to play flute music every time they mention an Indian or we see one? Does Dr. Mike REALLY have to butt into everyone's problems? Why hasn't someone knocked out Hank yet? Am I still watching this?" But, sadly, I kind of enjoy the insanity.





Second off, I am NOT currently reading The Wednesday Letters. Why, oh, why did I get on a kick of reading books about husbands dying of cancer? I didn't even know that was what was going to happen in this book, but after the 1st chapter, I had to put it down in disbelief. That's the third one in a matter of a couple months. Talk about depressing myself.... So I went to my old standby - Jane Austen. Gotta love that lady.

Daisy

The legendary waddle has begun. You should have seen me trying to catch up to Michael in the gym on Sunday. Jeanette and I were following him, calling his name, but my gait just couldn't catch up. I even tried to "walk-run-waddle." It looked ridiculous, and I still couldn't catch up. We just had to laugh about it. Jeanette has given me the nickname of Daisy. Luckily Daisy's a gorgeous duck, just like me...

Lil Bro

Ok, so Aaron's been gone on his mission for 2 months, and I miss the kid. So here's some pictures of him to "remember him by." :)

The Crazy Look

The "Bulbous Bottom" photo

My nice, fun, and hilarious little brother.

Catching up a bit...

1. I got the worst haircut ever. I went in to even out my "I-let-this-cute-haircut-grow-out-way-too-long-and-now-it's-looking-a-bit-ridiculous" haircut get evened out. I came out looking as if a deranged pigmy baby had attached to my head and bit random chunks out of my hair. Combine that with the fact that the weird lady who cut my hair told me my hair was dry, so that was why it was hard to cut my hair, so I should buy some of the shampoo they sold and it was a not-so-great experience. Needless to say, I'm going after work to get my poor hair fixed today. Wish me and my dry hair luck.
2. Jellybean has decided to all of the sudden grow huge. He's 5 lbs 11 oz and is growing strong. He's decided that using my bladder as a pillow and then kicking his feet out to whack my ribs is a pretty fun way to spend the day. It's ok. He's worth it. And we CAN'T WAIT to meet our little guy.
3. I only have 22 days of work left and then it's stay-at-home-mom time. I'm definitely looking forward to it, but it's kind of a weird thought....
4. Mike got another job, so he'll be working with a contractor during the day and then in a parking garage in the afternoon-late evening starting tomorrow night. I will never see him again. :( But he is excited because he says, and I quote, "I feel like a struggling dad. Kinda cool." I love that guy.
5. I hope Jellybean looks like Mike. He's such an ultra cutie, and was a super cute baby. As long as he doesn't look like the recent ultrasound picture (which resembles a scary clown/Skeletor), then I'm happy.
6. Jeanette needs to come visit this weekend cause otherwise I may be alone........Allllllllll alone............... *Sniff, sniff* I'd feel like Stacey when she first moved to Stoneybrook from New York. That is, BEFORE she joined the BSC. :)
7. The Baby-Sitters Club. It was so dumb. And I loved them. Ok, so I got one from the library to relive the old days. And it makes me laugh. Pretty hard.
8. I don't normally read the Baby-Sitters Club. Don't worry about my sanity. At least not for that reason.
9. My little brother sent a joke he made up, and it made me laugh. "What did one fetus say to the other?................It's a small world!" I liked it. I made up a joke (my dad would be so proud...). "What did the foot say to the shoe?...............................Cover me. I'm going in."
10. I'm loving the names Christopher Wyatt and Andrew Charles this week. A whole lot. What do you think?

That's about it. :) Enough rambling for tonight.

Easter

Anyone else scared to death of the Easter Bunny?

I started my life thinking that the Easter Bunny was a cute little regular bunny and was happy to let him into my home. Then.....I saw people dressed up as the Easter Bunny.

And I became frightened.

The idea of a huge staring rabbit with a perpetual smile sneaking into my home, raiding the fridge for our hard-boiled eggs and then hiding them throughout the house just seemed....well, creepy. I'm not still scared of it, but I think I'm going to tell my son that the Easter Bunny looks more like the following bunny. And then I'm going to eat his chocolate bunny. And smile...

And then I'm going to find this bunny and thank him, because he is the epitome of cuteness. Oh, yeah. And Happy Easter!

Privileged

We ate dinner with a member of our ward on Sunday who grew up very “privileged” – maids, housekeepers, butlers – you name it, they had it. Luckily, his parents were still very down to earth, frugal people, so this man still appreciates the value of hard work and sacrifice. He told us that his mother once got her couch reupholstered, but then put the old slipcover over it so that no one would think they had gotten a new couch. His parents bought the same kind, same color car each time they got a new one, just so that people wouldn’t think they were rich. The kids had to make their bed each day. The maid would come in a few minutes later, strip the bed, and wash the sheets. I love that his mother still had them appreciate what they had, even if someone else would technically take care of it for them. I really respect those people. I think we’d get along. I want to use their example in raising our son.

I don’t think this post makes much sense, but today I’m just really feeling grateful for generous friends and family, living simply, and above all – the knowledge that I truly am the one who is and always has been privileged.