To remember
The moment when Byu almost tied the game against Utah with literally .1 second left. We were at a party with our dental school buds and we were all screaming and jumping and high five-ing. I don't want to remember the part where we lost and had to drive home dejected and depressed :(.
To remember
The moment when I was upstairs getting ready for date night and I was listening to Todd play with Lucy. He was making her laugh and he was laughing and it was perfection
to remember
The moment when it was 12:30 am and we were just laughing in our bed and Todd told me mid sentence that he misses me on test weeks.
Twin Falls
Smash the cake
Labor Day
Remember.
I wouldn't mind forgetting how many cokes it took me to get through the day and this night shift. It would be nice to forget that we live in a world where 74 year old heroine addict grandmothers exsist, and it would be alright if the words "poor prognosis" weren't in my daily vocabulary. I don't want to remember my dishwasher that needs unloaded or my half painted stair case. And I definitely don't want to remember the strange wound on the strange body part that I strangely had to dress.
Instead, today I want to remember that moment when it was 4:00 p.m. and all three of us were still in our pajamas. We were sitting on the couch and Todd was making Lucy a little human airplane. He would fly her to my face and I would kiss her and she would laugh, then we would laugh. I want to remember how Todd always tells her "tell me secret's" and puts her face to his ear and waits for her to do her squeals. I want to remember that today Todd told me he loved my ankles.
Instead, today I want to remember that moment when it was 4:00 p.m. and all three of us were still in our pajamas. We were sitting on the couch and Todd was making Lucy a little human airplane. He would fly her to my face and I would kiss her and she would laugh, then we would laugh. I want to remember how Todd always tells her "tell me secret's" and puts her face to his ear and waits for her to do her squeals. I want to remember that today Todd told me he loved my ankles.
3:30 a.m. ramblings
Lucy-
Remember when I was going to blog about all of Lucys changes from month to month? Well... shoot. We got a little behind. Too bad her life is so poorly documented. Oh wait, she has had any where between 1 and 560 photos taken of her EVERY day since she was born. I think she will survive. There are a few things my trusty iPhone and Nikon can't catch just right however. I can't photography how she looks when she wakes up grinning up at me with sleepy eyes every morning. I can't seem to catch her perfect tiny little dimples when she smiles. I can't catch her constant babbling, or little giggles. I can't capture her chill moods where she just is content to sit and watch t.v with me, or sit and watch me make bows.I can't photograph the way she makes Todd and I feel like we are the luckiest two people in the world. I can't catch the feeling where you are so happy and so proud of your baby that you literally might burst into song and dance. I want to bottle this all up. I never want her to grow up... but alas she will, and she is. She is 4.5 months old now. She is still in newborn onesies, but the pants all look like Capri's. She is in the awkward in between where 0-3 month clothes are too big, but newborn stuff is getting a little tight. At four months she weighed 11.2 lbs and was in the 6th percentile. Her height was in the 25th percentile, and her head was in the 60th. What a smart, big noggined, skinny little babe we have. I wish I could report that she was a great sleeper. She was a champ when she was born, but now we have some issues. We have been trying something new that has made her day time nap times dreamy and fuss free. But night, is unfortunately a different story. The max she goes is usually 4-5 hours at a time. It's a little rough. It's crazy to believe that in four and a half months I have only slept 7 hours in one stretch, two times. Twice! How Heavenly Father helps us by giving us energy to do the day to day things on no sleep is a huge blessing of motherhood... the other thing he blessed us with is Dr.Pepper.
I am not going to lie and say things are new mommy bliss 100% of the time. Babies cry hysterically sometimes. Babies throw up all over you more than sometimes, Babies sometimes don't want to be restrained in their car seats. Babies sometimes don't feel like sleeping when all their moms want is a tiny bit of shut eye after having been up 24 straight hours working. Babies sometimes cramp your marriage style you are used to and make it harder to find enough time with just your spouse. Babies also sometimes stretch your skin out so much you don't even recognize yourself from the neck down. And let's not forget that babies sometimes cause massive heaps of laundry.
However, sometimes-- most of the time... 95% of the time babies are the best thing in the whole universe. I want a zillion of them (or... at least five).
Remember when I was going to blog about all of Lucys changes from month to month? Well... shoot. We got a little behind. Too bad her life is so poorly documented. Oh wait, she has had any where between 1 and 560 photos taken of her EVERY day since she was born. I think she will survive. There are a few things my trusty iPhone and Nikon can't catch just right however. I can't photography how she looks when she wakes up grinning up at me with sleepy eyes every morning. I can't seem to catch her perfect tiny little dimples when she smiles. I can't catch her constant babbling, or little giggles. I can't capture her chill moods where she just is content to sit and watch t.v with me, or sit and watch me make bows.I can't photograph the way she makes Todd and I feel like we are the luckiest two people in the world. I can't catch the feeling where you are so happy and so proud of your baby that you literally might burst into song and dance. I want to bottle this all up. I never want her to grow up... but alas she will, and she is. She is 4.5 months old now. She is still in newborn onesies, but the pants all look like Capri's. She is in the awkward in between where 0-3 month clothes are too big, but newborn stuff is getting a little tight. At four months she weighed 11.2 lbs and was in the 6th percentile. Her height was in the 25th percentile, and her head was in the 60th. What a smart, big noggined, skinny little babe we have. I wish I could report that she was a great sleeper. She was a champ when she was born, but now we have some issues. We have been trying something new that has made her day time nap times dreamy and fuss free. But night, is unfortunately a different story. The max she goes is usually 4-5 hours at a time. It's a little rough. It's crazy to believe that in four and a half months I have only slept 7 hours in one stretch, two times. Twice! How Heavenly Father helps us by giving us energy to do the day to day things on no sleep is a huge blessing of motherhood... the other thing he blessed us with is Dr.Pepper.
I am not going to lie and say things are new mommy bliss 100% of the time. Babies cry hysterically sometimes. Babies throw up all over you more than sometimes, Babies sometimes don't want to be restrained in their car seats. Babies sometimes don't feel like sleeping when all their moms want is a tiny bit of shut eye after having been up 24 straight hours working. Babies sometimes cramp your marriage style you are used to and make it harder to find enough time with just your spouse. Babies also sometimes stretch your skin out so much you don't even recognize yourself from the neck down. And let's not forget that babies sometimes cause massive heaps of laundry.
However, sometimes-- most of the time... 95% of the time babies are the best thing in the whole universe. I want a zillion of them (or... at least five).
8.27.12
So long sweet summer
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