5.31.2012

Babies!!

Last weekend I took a very last minute trip to Texas to meet the newest members of our family...on both mine and Seth's side! Seth's sister Natalie had her third baby, a gorgeous girl, a couple of weeks ago and my brother's wife had her baby just a week ago! I was sad I wouldn't get to see the babies for a while, but once I saw pictures of them I HAD to visit. Like HAAAAAD to.

My parents and sisters had already planned a trip to Texas with the anticipation of my brother's baby for the same weekend.  I believe my brother's baby was born on Wednesday, I looked at pictures of the baby all day Thursday, searched for flights, and bam! Friday afternoon I was on a plane (by myself!!) to Texas to visit not, one, but two beautiful new babies. It was the shortest trip, but I am so glad I got to go. It was Seth's first full weekend off in a long, long time so I felt guilty leaving when we could actually be spending time together, but there was something serious going on in me that was insisting that I go see the babies. I told Seth that I either needed to go see the babies or have a baby. His choice. :) Just kidding. Seth was very kind, said I deserved the time away, and sent me on my way. The boys did great while I was gone...so great I think I should've stayed away a few extra days. I was a little nervous about leaving for some reason. It was the first time I left Luke overnight, and the first time I've left both boys at the same time. For the first time in my life I was worried about the plane crashing and Seth becoming a widower and my children motherless. Luckily, the plane functioned properly, I read a book, drank Diet Coke, and ate candy. I realized this is the first time I've flown solo in about 6 years! Seth or the boys have always been with me.

Anyway, I got in late Friday night and stayed with my brother and his wife. I got to hold the baby for like an hour (or even longer?) straight the first night while chatting it up with my siblings. It was heaven. Saturday I held him some more. Sunday morning I drove to about 2 hrs to Austin to see Seth's sister, held her baby for another hour, and then headed back to San Antonio, had an early dinner with the fam, and went back to the airport. The trip was way too short, but totally worth it. I stole all these pictures from Carissa's FB page and didn't take any pictures with my new niece unfortunately. Take my word for it, she's so so beautiful.

Alexander

Alexander and his very cute big sis Jayda

Has his mama's eyes and dad's nose and mouth


Doesn't it look like I need another baby?

Pete and mini-Pete







5.19.2012

Want an update on what's been going on with us? Sure you do. Uhhhhh....Seth works a lot. Like a lot. I always kind of thought the wives that complained about medical school being hard for them were kind of weak sauce. I thought it was pretty easy peasy. Seth never complained or stressed about it much either, so it didn't really phase me. I went to work, he went to school, we had a life in the evening.  Then I realized all those complain-y ladies had kids already and I didn't until the last year. Residency is a different story and it's probably because I have kids and now am one of the weak sauce ladies. And really, it's actually not that bad. It would just be nice to have Seth home on both a Saturday and a Sunday. And I just feel bad that he has to work all the time and hardly gets sleep. Actually, it would be nice if spouses/people didn't have to work at all, that money grew on trees, and we could all be on vacation and do fun things every single day. Seth hasn't had a full weekend off since.....January? I can never complain about this much here because there are a TON of Navy families and they deal with several month long deployments.

"Your husband is working all weekend? Oh, that's so sad. My husband has been on a ship in the middle of the ocean for 7 months. " (just to be clear, nobody has ever said this to me)

 Last week Seth had a rotation sent from heaven and it actually felt like he was on vacation most of the week. He was home a lot, we did fun stuff together as a family, and it was a nice break for all of us. The boys love, love, love their dad. I think he's cool too.

Taft is a sweet, sweet boy. He is getting easier and easier to manage every day. He really only throws a fit when he is COMPLETELY exhausted...like hours past bedtime exhausted. Oh and he becomes hysterical if I shut the door while using the bathroom....so that's fun. He's a very good big brother and is getting more and more used to sharing with Lukie. Taft gives compliments freely to Seth and me. Things like, "You're a good guy, Dad." "Mom, you're pretty awesome. And you're a good listener." (As in good at minding.) Taft now can recognize and name all his letters! It's so cute to be out and about and have him be like, "Hey! There's a P! There's a T like Taft!" "S! T! O! P!" Taft loves being read to, "reading" on his own, and telling stories. There are a lot of "and then..."s in his stories. He starts preschool in the fall and I think he's going to love it. I'm going to be sad to have him gone, but I'm also looking forward to the one on one time with Lukie that I've never really been able to give him.

Speaking of Lukie, we went to the ENT this week and he is a candidate for ear tubes. We're going to see how the summer goes and if he gets another ear infection we'll do the tubes. It's only a 10 minute procedure, but he does have to go under general anesthesia for it. Lukie is a character. I think a good way to describe Lukie is he is "passionate". He is either all the way happy or all the way sad/mad. Today he was absolutely hysterical for 10 minutes at the library because I broke off a piece of granola bar instead of handing him the whole thing. He would NOT eat it broken. I would hand it to him and he would squeeze it together, making it crumble, and would then throw it. I felt bad, but it was kind of funny. He was just so dramatic about it. I could not get him to calm down at all. I ended up buying a bagel from the coffee cart outside the library for him and he immediately stopped crying and scarfed the entire bagel.  I'm not always pleasant when I'm hungry, but I think he was a tad beyond unpleasant.
When Lukie is all the way happy he loves to dance to music, read stories until I lose my voice, play with toys, play on the top bunk (with supervision of course),  and hug the guts out of stuffed animals. I really can't express how much I love when he snuggles with me. He snuggles at all times throughout the day. He'll just lay his head on my shoulder and pat my arm or back. It's the cutest/best/my favorite part of the day with him. He does say one phrase right now, "thank you" but it sounds like "Dee do". I don't know if we can count it as a word, but he uses "dee do" at appropriate times so I'm going to say it counts. He also says, "gak" for everything related to eating. But I think "gak" seems like more of a stretch for a word.

Aaaannd.... I have no pictures.

5.04.2012

St. Geezy with my peeps

The little boysies and I headed to St. George last weekend for a little rendezvous with some of my family members. My mom, dad, and Lanx met us there and we visited my grandma, aunt, and cousins.

The first day we headed to Zions National Park. My dad said he hasn't been to Zions since he was a kid! A KID! I couldn't believe it. But then I realized it was because he was always working when my mom took us to St. George as kids, just like Seth was working while we took this vacation. Poor dads, moms get to have all the fun.  

We really only managed to do one hike due to driving all the way through the park on accident, then getting lunch, taking the shuttle, etc. We were there for over 6 hours, but still only managed one hike. Oh well, it was still fun. 

Lukie pooped out about 3 minutes into the hike. He was so tired but was a good sport all day. I feel bad because I put them to bed so so late each night. And you're welcome for the booger shot.
Lanx and Taft chillaxin in a cave

"Oh hi guys."

Again, poor Taft did not get enough sleep this trip.

Taft was a really great hiker. He made it the whole way in, but need a shoulder ride from Grandpa on the way out. On each of these steps he would grunt like he was working really hard.

After this he slipped and fell in and got his shorts soaking wet.
But Grandpa carried him out anyway. Soaked pants resting on his neck.

I love this boy. 



Notice Taft's face. 




I don't have any other pictures from the rest of the trip but activities included:
-A Birthday Dinner in memory of my Uncle Bob.
-Visits to the rehab facility my grandma is currently in (physical rehab. Surprisingly, many people have asked me to clarify what kind of rehab I'm referring to when I mention where she is.)
-Met my cousins super duper cute baby boy.
-A lil' bit o' shopping
-Sunday brunch at my aunts

And then the fast weekend was over. The boys did quite well on the drive to and fro. I got a dang speeding ticket going through Vegas though. I was so mad because I had been in cruise control the whole time in an appropriate speed, EXCEPT when I reached back to give Luke a binky and accelerated on the gas on accident, RIGHT as I was passing a state trooper.

Thanks Grandpa and Nana for the trip!