baby ezzy

ezzy has decided that she is done with naps. ugh. i hate this idea. but the other day i found just the thing to do the trick...

little miss loves to be held and rocked like a baby, so i played it up. i swaddled her like a baby, rocked her for a bit, and put her in the pack-n-play. she loved it. and was fast asleep within minutes.

birth story

the sunday before baby boy arrived i started to have contractions. brandon and i walked and walked and walked but the contractions went no where. the next day, i was still having contractions but they were inconsistent and not very strong. then at 6:00 they became stronger and were coming every 3-5 minutes. i showered and did my hair and makeup to try and keep myself occupied. by about 9:00 brandon was ready to go to the hospital but i wasn't. there were no tears yet and i didn't want to be turned away. i don't know why i was worried; at my last dr appointment i was dilated to 3 and 80% effaced. they wouldn't have turned me away... i might have been a little irrational. shortly after 10:00 brandon convinced me to go in. he dropped ezzy off at my sister's house and we headed out... but of course not before stopping at wendy's. :)

we got to the hospital at 11:00. still worried they wouldn't keep me, i made brandon leave the bags in the car. (seriously don't know what my problem was.) we got in, the nurse checked me and immediately asked if i wanted an epidural which of course i did. (no shame!) she then ran to the door and yelled, "she's at a 7, 100% effaced with a bulging sack and she wants an epidural." bless those nurses; they hurried in and got me prepped and ready for the anesthesiologist. i guess it was a good thing we came in when we did. ;) my mom and sisters wanted to be at the delivery, so brandon called and told them to hurry over. by 11:45 i was feeling so much better; all numb and comfy. my mom and sisters, millie and abbie, arrived and annie was there via facetime. it was pretty much a party in that delivery room.

the dr. broke my water and discovered that baby was posterior. luckily, he was able to turn him and we were ready to get the show on the road. around midnight i started pushing. on the second contraction, baby boy's heart rate dropped pretty low and the doctor got his forceps ready. thankfully i was able to get him out on the next contraction without any help from the baby-tongs. whew.
at 12:15 baby boy took his first breath and shocked us all with his full head of hair. holy monkey, i have no idea where that came from but we are in love with it.

i am so grateful that everything went so perfectly. we are enamored with our little guy and feel so blessed to have him in our family.

introducing...

kyson max

9.17.13

7lb 1oz

19"

ezzy's messes

i have to start by saying that i HATE messes. (who doesn't, right?) they stress me out and just add one more thing to a never ending cleaning list. i have tried to child-proof our home but this girl is constantly surprising me with her mischief. she somehow manages to open doors with childproof knobs; she can pull EVERYTHING out of her drawers from the 1-inch crack that the child-latch allows them to open; she is like a bloodhound when it comes to comes to gum and can find it anywhere; she LOVES fingernail polish and has no problem getting it open; and when she is done eating her food, she finds the best way to let me know is to throw the remaining food on the floor. it's fantastic.
here are just a few examples.

one of my favorites. esme smeared an entire tube of thick diaper cream EVERYWHERE. her poor teddybear was covered and is still gross and greasy. i have tried everything; laundry detergent, oxy clean, dish soap, our little carpet cleaner, but nothing will get it out. ugh.

i let esme take a nap with me... she waited until i was asleep and then did this. red sharpie, awesome. 

my favorite is the top left. hand up the truck tailpipe! i know the stickers aren't a mess... i just thought they were pretty dang cute. 

a common scene at our house. ;)

everyone tells me that boys are more mischievous than girls... if that's the case, i might be in real trouble.

ezzy-chezzy

5 years

this weekend, brandon and i went up to park city to celebrate 5 years of marriage. nothing big and fancy but a much needed relaxing weekend alone. and of course we took no pictures. not one. we have official become a boring married couple... and i'm so ok with that.

i'm so grateful for this guy and glad he's by my side. love you brandon.

two

 i know parents say this all the time... but i truly can't believe that it has been two years since we welcomed this little lady into our family. we can't even begin to put into words how much joy and happiness she has brought to us.

ezzy loved opening her presents and boy was she spoiled. she got new shoes, a new dress, a story book, coloring book, bath crayons, a mickey mouse doll, and a new baby doll.

miss ezzy LOVES babies so this gift was a no-brainer. she a perfect little mommy. she changes her baby's diaper, feeds her, and sings her to sleep. so adorable.

esme has really started to show her personality. she has definitely reached the "terrible" twos and sure knows how to throw a tantrum. if there were toddler olympics she would take the gold. with that said, she can also be the sweetest most loving little girl. she runs up to us at random times, wraps her arms around our legs and says, "i love you, mommy/daddy". she loves to give kisses and stroke our cheeks. 

besides babies, ezzy also loves kitties and puppies. anytime we see a dog she wants to run to it and throw her arms around it... could be kind of scary. she also loves to sing and dance. her favorite songs are twinkle twinkle little star and abc's. she talks constantly but most of it is still "ezzy talk". and even though she knows exactly what she's saying it takes us a minute to figure it out. she loves to read books and play games on our ipad. ezzy is without question a daddy's girl which has been hard because brandon has been working 64 hours a week for the past 9 months. thankfully that has come to an end and girly now gets to spend more time with daddy than she knows what to do with. 

we are eternally grateful for our sweet baby girl.

stitches

back in december, esme and i were hanging out at my mom's house when ez smashed her pinky finger in some according closet doors. long story short, she needed stitches. after waiting an hour and a half at the insta-care i was told they would probably send us to the ER because they couldn't sedate her. they ended up giving me the choice. i could go to the ER (and wait who-knows-how-much-longer) or stay there and hold her down while the doctor stitched. i figured it would be easier and faster to just hold her down. it was a just little tear on the tip of her tiny pinky finger. how long could that take? 10-15 minutes?

 ugh. i wish. 

it ended up being 40 minutes of pure torture for my sweet baby girl. the nurse swaddled her up tight, brandon held her head and shoulders, i held her legs, the nurse held her arm and little hand while the doctor stitched. she screamed and thrashed the whole time. each time he stuck her, she would scream "Ouch, Owie" and "Mommy! Mom, Daddy!!!" then "I done! I done!"  and even more heart wrenching, "I sorry! I sorry". broke my heart. 

by the time we were done my poor baby was dripping with sweat and utterly exhausted. brandon and i took turns holding and cuddling her for a couple hours after. i felt terrible for what i had put my baby through. i should have opted for sedation at the ER, but i didn't know.  i do now.

waiting for the doctor to start stitching. poor thing had no idea what was to come.

the next morning, all stitched up.

changing bandages ... got to love, love, love that hair.

thanks to my sister, annie, who came with ezzy and me to the insta-care for support until brandon was able to leave work. i'm kind of a baby when it comes to things like this. 

christmas

we had another amazing christmas. early in december, ezzy and i went with my sister to the festival of trees. ezzy was terrified of the trees and threw a fit if i tried to put her down or even in the stroller. my arms were so sore by the end. ugh. what am i going to do with this child??
here she is clinging to me as we tried to take a picture next to the "elmo" tree (which she loved from a distance). i love how she is trying her best to say "cheese" and smile for the camera even though she's petrified.

the lights  at city creek and temple square.

christmas jammy-jams

chinese on christmas eve

cemetery ice candles

christmas morning

between her new bike and rocking horse, this girl was in heaven.

it was so great having annie and her family up from arizona. esme and robi became fast friends. love.