Monday, September 29, 2008

Oh my wordy, look who’s thirty!

A couple years ago Spence and I were visiting family in Twin Falls and had stopped at the gas station to grab a drink and fill up the tank for the trip home. While Spence filled up the tank, an oh-so-hip and very mature 21 year old guy came over and made small talk. After discussing very important issues like the cool place to hang out on the cruise, and the hot chic that he took out last weekend he asked Spencer where he was from. When he heard Spencer’s response he informed him that he was only a short trip away from the Budweiser plant which sold THE BEST BEER EVER and when Spence got old enough to indulge in a drink or two he should go to the neighboring town and check it out. Spence promised that in seven years AGO when he turns 21 he would.

Happy 30th Birthday Spencer. Just 3 more years and you will totally be old enough to buy a lottery ticket.

In spite of your rapid approach to AARP membership and discounted meals at Elmer’s, you still don’t look a day over 18. And I wish I were kidding!

Happy Birthday Babe. We love you.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

And this is why I adore her..

My sis-in-law took some pictures of Jace, and they turned out great! You can't even tell that the little guy was bawling the entire time.
If you want to check out more of her work go here or here.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

I heart visitors!

Have I mentioned that being pregnant is not really my thing? In case you missed it the first few times let me restate that I really don’t enjoy being pregnant. However, I have decided that there is ONE nice thing about being pregnant in the winter. You save money on your heating bill because the hormones keep you roasty, toasty warm all winter long.

This go around, I was pregnant in June, July, August and some of September. You know what’s nice about being pregnant in the summer? Nothing. Absolutely Nothing!

Well, except the new baby of course. And the wonderful visitors that come after you have the baby. I just wanted to thank all the family, friends, church members and neighbors that sent gifts, meals, well wishes, and came to visit when Jace was born. I especially have to thank Katie and Jami for watching Brynlee when we were at the hospital. I’m told that the medical staff frowns upon bringing your two-year-old to the hospital with you. I also have to give a huge shout-out to Brett and Sarah. Sarah for taking Jace’s pictures and Brett for bringing his Dutch Ovens and preparing us a meal fit for Kings and Queens…or at least a bunch of cowboys after branding cows. Thanks Brett for welcoming in the new baby right.

Thanks again everyone. We love you all!

Thursday, September 18, 2008

How it all went down

Both the kids are down for naps, so I have decided to take a few minutes to write about Jace’s delivery. Because mountains of laundry and a desperate need for groceries just seems too easy to accomplish. And taking a nap myself would be the WEAK thing to do! I need a challenge. Where is my Everest? Plus, it’s been eight days since Jace joined our family. Obviously, I am a member of the why do today what you can do tomorrow club.

Anyway… Tuesday morning when I went to my doctor’s appointment I had already dilated to a three and was 25% effaced. So I was aware that labor had started (and the contractions that I had been having since Sunday was also a good clue).

On Tuesday night when we went to bed I was having contractions, but nothing that I couldn’t handle. I kept waking up during the night, would have a contraction, and then would talk myself into going back to sleep. By 6:00 in the morning the pain was getting pretty strong, and I decided the smart thing to do would be to get into the bathtub and shave my legs. Because…HE-LL-O…don’t want hairy legs during delivery. That might ruin the whole peaceful delivery experience and make it slightly embarrassing and uncomfortable! Nobody wants that! By the time I had the bathtub water running I had reached a new level of pain and I decided that now would be a good time to do the timing contraction thing.

Okay, here’s the thing when I had Brynlee my water broke. That made it easy enough. Water breaks. Mop the floor. Go to the hospital. Right? Easy as 1-2-3. None of that timing a contraction with a stopwatch. Screaming in pain as you read your “What to Expect When You are Expecting” book waiting until your contractions get exactly…5 minutes apart and last for 1 minute or more.

I know what you are thinking…”Kim, your husband is an Electrical Engineer aren’t numbers his thing? Timing contractions should be easy.” And you’re right. Hypothetically, it SHOULD be easy. However, I was scared to tell Spence when my contractions where getting close because I just knew his Engineering side would come out. I could picture myself screaming in agonizing pain on the couch as Spence worked his little heart out trying to write HTML for a computer program that would calculate my contractions down to the nearest hundredth of a second and would start singing children’s lullabies when it was time to go to the hospital.

By the time Spence and I timed the first contraction it was PAST time to be at the hospital. And then by the time Katie had arrived at our house to watch Brynlee, I was hardly having a break between the contractions. Like I said in my previous post, whoever made up the saying “it’s never too late” IS A BIG FAT DIRTY LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! ‘Cause by the time we had make it to the hospital IT WAS TOO LATE.

In my quest to not time my contractions, I had dilated to an eight and there was no time for an epidural, spinal block, or even fifty-seven candy bars to relieve my pain. On a side note, I’ve decided that they need to offer rain checks on epidurals. If you opt not to use your epidural at delivery (or you are denied the opportunity) you should be able to cash in your epidural rain check anytime during the first year of your child’s life. If the colic gets to bad…no biggie….use your epidural rain check! Babies teething, and you can’t take it anymore. At least you have that epidural to fall back on.

But, they were right. There was no time for an epidural. Within 10 minutes I was at a 10 and it was time to push. And within 45 minutes of pushing, Jace Spencer had arrived. And believe me; he was worth every minute of it!

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

The Muscle Man Milkshake is Working

It seems that the whey protein and creatine that Spence has been giving Jace every night is paying off. We went to his doctors appointment today and he measured 21 1/4 inches. The 18 3/4 that they measured at delivery might have been slightly wrong.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Drum Roll Please

Congrats to my little sister, Jami, for winning the gift certificate on guessing Jace’s birthdate. She was only off by 28 minutes. That’s what you call, pretty dang close! However, since you didn’t send in your $2.00 entry fee you are disqualified. Oh, I’m just kidding. Your certificate is in the mail.

Friday, September 12, 2008

...and then there were four

Jace Spencer (Last Name)
September 10th 2008 at 9:42am 6 lbs 15 ounces 18 3/4 inches

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Random Thoughts of Nothingness

Today I asked Brynlee if she would help me clean-up the play room. Laughing she responded, “Good one, Mom! You do it. I’m not big nuff!” And that’s my day in a nutshell, which is why this post is just a list of random information.
  • Last week my parents and Marie joined us for a day at the Eastern Idaho State Fair. To say that we completely enjoyed ourselves would be an understatement. Brynlee had such a great time that we spent the next few days after the fair, playing fair. If you think the fair is fun, you should spend the day pushing Brynlee around the house in the stroller, taking pretend pictures, and waving at her as she rides the pretend rides. We also had to eat pretend corn dogs, go to the pretend petting zoo, and tell pretend Grandma and Grandpa how much fun we were having. It was just like we were at the fair; except for without the fair food, carnival rides and, you know, THE FAIR!

  • This is the blanket that my sister Jessica made for baby boy. And this is the shirt that Gretta, Spence’s sister, sent for our new arrival.
And this is his dad!
Please, oh please, tell me he still has a chance of being somewhat normal.
  • Look we bought a new chair. It’s not going to make the long nights with a screaming baby go away, but at least it will be pure torture spent sitting in comfort.

  • Spence and I cleaned the garage, and the loft above the garage, I filled my freezer with homemade bread, I cleaned out all the closets to get them ready for the change in season AND Baby Boys room IS done. I guess that means the only thing left to do is actually have the little guy. Call me crazy, but the thought of the pain makes me a little nervous.
Thankfully I find comfort in the saying, it’s NEVER too late.
Except for not really, because who ever made up that saying is a dirty liar!
IT IS too late. I have to go through labor and delivery no matter what. When the doctor says push I think I am going to laugh and respond…
“Good one, Doc! You do it. I’m not big nuff!”

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Look! I got it all organized!

Here are the final guesses on the baby’s due date. And, just to let you know:
  • If you didn’t enter a time I put in 12:00 pm. So if your magic ball is telling you something different, let me know.
  • If you guessed more than once (Kali, you big fat cheater) I only entered in your first guess.
  • Also, Spencer reminded me that I forgot to inform ya'll that we are charging $2.00 per entry so you can go ahead and send your money to us at your earliest convenience. We will take cash, check or your credit card number.
September 10th at 10:10 am / Jami
September 10th at 12:00 pm / Gretta
September 12th at 2:00 am / Jessica
September 15th at 12:00 pm / Breah
September 16th at 3:30 pm / Rachel
September 17th at 3:50am / Sarah
September 17th at 6:01pm / Katie
September 17th at 7:17 pm / Mom
September 18th at 6:43 am / Robyn
September 18th at 3:48 pm / Kamilla
September 20th at 5:30 am / Miranda
September 20th at 9:00 am / Alan
September 21st at 1:30 pm / Karla
September 21st at 3:42pm / Stacey
September 22nd at 6:00 am / Kali Jo
September 22nd at 2:48 pm / Janita
September 23rd at 4:27 am / Jenni
September 23rd at 11:03 am / Lacy
September 24th at 8:12 am / Kacy
September 24th at 5:00 pm / Marie
September 27th at 12:00 am / Dad
September 29th at 2:15 pm / Anna
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