Wednesday, November 25, 2009

{Jealous Much?}

Ok, to clarify, the dog is jealous.

{Silly Girl}

Sometimes Lucy makes sounds like a baby dinosaur.

At least, what I think a baby dinosaur sounds like.

Monday, November 23, 2009

{The Family}

We had some pre-baby photos taken by the fabulous Allison back in September. I received the DVD this weekend, so I thought I'd share some favorites. I'm so happy with how they turned out. I was starting to feel HUGE! at this point (AKA not cute), but the pics are exactly what I wanted.
Thanks Allison!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009


being a baby is rough.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

{I Can't Decide}

If Lucy is a Poopy Princess or a Spit-Up Princess. Today it is a tie.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Monday, November 2, 2009

{Birth Story, Part Something}

So, I thought I'd put down a few bits and pieces from Lucy's birth. Just for fun and so I can remember. We didn't take a lot of pictures (we do have some video). I had been debating back and forth about having a photographer come, but my water broke before I had made up my mind. There was only Scott in the room and he was busy helping me, so, minimal pictures. Probably just as well, because I didn't look fabulous in the ones we did take.

Anyway, I had gone to my Dr. appointment on Monday morning and Natalie said it looked like I was getting close. This kind of freaked me out. I called Scott and to let him know and went home to get my orders done. There was about a week's worth of work that I needed to finish before the baby came and I realized I didn't have a lot of time.
I also wasn't having a cute day. I was late to my appointment, so I had taken a quick shower, but didn't finish getting ready. When I got home I immediately started working and continued working through lunch. By the time Scott came home I was exhausted and hungry. He ran to the store to get some stuff for dinner and I went downstairs and laid down. My dad was over helping us fix our stove and when I got up to say hi, my water broke. All I could think was, "I'm not ready!" I had this vision of me being showered and clean and pretty, everything packed, room finished, orders done, hair cut (bang trim scheduled for Tuesday), etc., etc.

I called the hospital and they said come in right away and that I didn't have enough time to shower or eat. I was so, so, so hungry by this point and started shaking I was so nervous. In the midst of my mini-panic attack I put Scott to work cleaning (I seriously wanted a clean house before the baby came). So, I'm running around the house trying to remember everything, Scott is moping the floor and I put my dad to work taking the garbage out. We had to find a place for Oliver, Scott had to pack a bag and then we left. Half an hour after my water broke we were at the hospital and I was still shaking. I was planning on mentally preparing for birth maybe on Thursday. I didn't have time to think about it before then. Labor=scary=denial that it was going to happen. Delivering a week early was definitely messing with me.

Finally, we were there, I was changed and they were checking me telling me I was at a 3.5 and having contractions. They kept asking me if I could feel anything and I kept saying no. I think this is where I started to calm down, once I realized that I have been probably having contractions for weeks now and didn't even know. By the time I got to a 4 and still hadn't felt anything I decided I had enough energy to continue working. That's right. I sent Scott home for my laptop and I worked on editing a wedding in labor. Props right? I'm so dedicated. Scott kept saying I should sleep, but you know me.
So, that is where I'm going to leave this. Me, dilated to a 4 at 12am, propped up on a hospital bed working on weddings; Scott shaking his head.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

{Little Moments}

A perfect Sunday morning is Lucy asleep on my chest, the sunlight in our room and homemade waffles with sauteed pears.


(Davis Halloween Party, 2009~Photo Allison Davis}
Lucy's 1st Halloween

Yesterday I was feeding Lucy and we heard the doorbell ring. Scott answered the door (I covered up) and Oops! It was trick or treaters. We had nothing. Scott was all like, "Sorry, we just had a baby. We don't have anything." Feeling like the louser candy givers we were, I remembered we had a ring pop and two pez guns in the kitchen. Scott quickly grabbed them and ran after the kids (scary) and gave them our meager offerings.

After that he went and bought some candy. While he was gone I was feeding again, and someone else came to the door. We didn't have any candy and I was, obviously, indisposed so I just quietly sat there. And they waited for 3 minutes. The kid kept saying, "Well their car is there" and the mom was like, "let's give them a minute, maybe they are watching TV." I wanted to yell, "Sorry, I'm right here, but half naked and I have no candy for you."

Finally, Scott came back and we were now prepared. We had Oliver in the house at this point, and he started freaking out when the kids came to the door. I put him in the kitchen and I gave the kids their candy, but he kept barking. I asked them if they liked dogs, but all 3 kids emphatically shook their heads no.

The rest of the day was spent visiting family who came by, eating the wonderful dinner that Dan and Tara brought, watching Transformers with Lucy and Oliver and receiving wonderful Halloween gifts from Scott (complete Halloween cookie and cupcake set-up...Frankenstein Spatula, sweet).

What a fun day.