Bowling with a Baby

Last night we went to a bowling christmas party for Clinton's Dad's dental office. Rebecca was really good while we were there. Much better than at the Relief Society Christmas party a couple days earlier (I'll just say that she screamed through the entire little program they had. Enough said). She woke up and wanted to eat during the first game of bowling. So Clinton bowled for both of us while I fed Rebecca. For the first few frames of the second game, we traded Rebecca back and forth so we could both bowl. Then somehow this started happening...

Do you see the pink blanket in Clinton's arm? Yeah. That's the baby. He's literally bowling with the baby. And he bowls better while he's holding Rebecca. Kinda funny. His score was much better the second game. Another added bonus: she fell asleep while bowling. So if she's really fussy, all I have to do is go bowling.

Here are some more pics from last night:

Sweet Dreams

My little baby is a wiggler. Especially when she sleeps. She ends up with her hands in several different positions throughout her naps. These pictures are from a nap that is currently in progress. She's been asleep for about 45 minutes...

"Hide from mommy aka the Paparazzi"

"Ok I guess I'll let you take a picture."

 "Look Mom, I'm a ballerina!"

 "This one's my favorite position. It's so comfy!"

I'm really not kidding. She sleeps like that alot of the time. This is not a rare occurrence.

Bathtime

Her first bath after she came home was a complete fail. We had to do a sponge bath since her umbilical cord hadn't fallen off yet. She absolutely hated it and screamed the entire time. In my head I was thinking, "Oh no. My child hates the water. Bathtime is going to be a nightmare." Luckily, her umbilical cord fell off the next day and for her next bath, we could attempt an actual bath. And now bathtime is fun! She loves the water. She is just so content to sit in the warm water.

The only part she fusses through is getting lotioned up.

And that's only for a minute.

And then she normally falls asleep. Bathtime is just so exhausting when you're 2 1/2 weeks old!

It's December!

The day that started out with a gush and ended with a baby...

I apologize for being a terrible blogger. I will attempt to do better now that Rebecca's here and I have such an adorable and willing subject to take pictures of :)

First I'll give you the low down of her arrival. I had my 37 week appointment on wednesday at 10:15am. So I get out of bed at 8:15ish to get ready to go (which was going to take some time on account of my largeness and inability to get anywhere quickly) and the moment I stand up, my water breaks. So we decide to leave as soon as we can to go to the doctor's office and get checked out. The nurse-midwife checks me out at about 10am and we discover that I'm already 5cm dilated and 100% effaced. Needless to say they called the hospital to let them know we were coming and we went right on over. They got me all situated into the adorable hospital gown and got my IV going, which is a story in and of itself...the Life Flight paramedic almost had to do my IV. That's how amazing my veins are. By the time the nurse checked me at 11am, I was already dilated to 7cm. So they got the anesthesiologist to get my epidural going cause contractions kind of suck and they were killing me at this point. When sweet relief overtook the lower portion of my body, I was pretty much ready to start pushing. Cue the doctor right? Wrong. He was headed into a C-section and since I wasn't in any pain, the C-section came first. Plus the contractions could bring her head down farther and I wouldn't have to push as long. While he waited for the doctor, we had a glorious time playing cards. The beauty of an epidural. The nurses came in at about 1pm to get me ready to push. We tried a few pushes and found out that I was too numb to push effectively, so they called the anesthesiologist to come turn down my epidural. The doctor came in at about 1:30pm, I pushed through about 5 or 6 contractions and she was born at 1:59pm. So my entire labor and delivery was about 6 hours from start to finish. All of the nurses were astonished that I went that fast and this was my first baby. I guess my body just knows what to do and gets it done. No lolly-gagging.

Rebecca Mae Harper

7 lbs 1oz, 19 inches long

 Getting all cleaned off

 Just lounging

 She couldn't decide if she liked her bath or not. It was quite hilarious. The only part she absolutely loved without a doubt was get her hair washed. It probably felt like a nice massage.

 Hanging out with Mommy

 Chillin in her swing after we got home

It's a GIRL!!!

That's right. We'll be welcoming our baby GIRL home in another 20 weeks, give or take a few. Here are some of the pics from the ultrasound.

Here's her foot...

Profile/Body shot...

 Sucking her fingers...

 Good profile...

The funky position she was in (if you follow the spine to the right, her head's underneath her chest. If you follow the spine to the left, the first bend is her butt and the second bend is her knee)

 I don't have a picture of it but when the ultrasound first started, she had one foot up above her head and the other was stretched out in the opposite direction. Talk about flexible! Crazy kid.

14 Weeks and Counting...

I finally took an updated picture of my miniature baby bump. I took one at 12 weeks but I've grown a lot since then (the bump, not me). Here's both pictures.

12 Weeks...

14 Weeks...

Big News

Now that I've hit 12 weeks, I feel pretty safe in now announcing to the (internet) world... I'M PREGNANT!!!

Clinton and I went to my 12 weeks appointment on friday and were able to hear our baby's heartbeat with a doppler. Coolest thing ever (up to this point)! The doc said our chances of miscarrying are now down to 1% aka pretty much nonexistent. I've been feeling pretty good up to this point with only one day of having to stay home from school because of "the mommy flu." I have a come-and-go bump that is bugging the buggebies out of me. I wish it would just stay all the time so that I have some tangible proof that I really am pregnant. Sometimes I wonder if I'm just making it up...then I have to go pee for the zillionth time in 3 hours. There's nothing that says "You're pregnant!" like having to go pee a million times a day. Once I actually take a picture of my baby bump, I'll post it up here. But for now, this will have to do.

The Beginning

I figured I should probably get this blog going (Thanks Jill!). But alas, Clinton and I have failed to take any pictures since we got married. Lame, I know. So to start this off, I thought that I would post one of my favorite Mormon Ads.



I just think it's completely adorable. Ah. Gotta love it.