Monday, August 27, 2007
In the words of Cohen...
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Stewart Falls
Last night we went hiking to Stewart Falls with Jen, Carter and Dylan, who are some of our best friends. (It was weird doing this hike because the last time Scott and I were up there was the week that he proposed to me over four years ago.) This hike was the first real exercise I have done since having the baby almost 10 weeks ago. In the beginning I decided I wanted to carry Cohen in the Baby Bjorn and the extra 13+ pounds about KILLED me and we stopped mid hike and traded backpacks. After that Jen only had to push me up the steep slope once (OK maybe twice). Cohen was awake for a little while and seemed to enjoy the view until he fell asleep again from the swaying motion. That was the first time he stayed awake in the carrier long enough to see where we were. I was really happy when we got to the waterfall! It was so beautiful and relaxing to be in the middle of the Wasatch mountains (and out of the house). We rested by the waterfall for about an hour and fed the babies and ourselves and took a few pictures. By the time we headed back it was dark and I used the poor excuse for a flashlight that we have to see. I don't have good night vision and the whole way back I was praying I wouldn't twist my ankle and fall into the rocky stream down hill from me. Well, I didn't and the animal that we heard snorting/growling in the bushes didn't end up killing us either. I feel pretty lucky to have made it home alive. We think we will do it again next month!
Scott the Builder
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Izzy's "Exciting" Adventure
(This ended up costing us more than twice what we originally paid for her, that is an expensive left leg!) One interesting fact about Izzy having a metal plate in her front left leg is that Scott also has a metal plate in his left arm from a tragic trampoline accident of his own. Haven't you always heard that animals resemble their owners?
Monday, August 13, 2007
Two Months Old!
Dear Cohen,
Today you turned two months old. I intended on writing you a letter each month before you were born and I already missed your first month. Up to this point I have considered showering daily an accomplishment so it doesn't surprise me that I didn't get to it. I can remember our life before you came to us and I now know why I instinctively wanted you so badl
y for all of those years.
Before you were born I slept more than three hours at a time, but I longed to know how wonderful holding you and smelling your skin at 3 am could be. Before you were born your daddy and I had date nights several times a week, but I never knew how content I could be just staying home every night cuddling, bathing and feeding you. Having you here has given us more happiness than I could have imagined. It also has been a growing experience that has taught me that sleep is not quite as important as I once thought it was. I have learned that there is always something that needs to be done, but keeping everything clean isn't quite as important as I thought that once was as well. Instead I hold you a little longer and squeeze you a little tighter and kiss you a few more times because you are growing up faster than I thought possible! You have already changed from my newborn baby into a growing infant that is exploring the world through your eyes.
Some of the sweetest moments in the last couple weeks have been when you started smiling at us. And now each day I look forward to you waking up and hopefully showing me your open mouth, toothless grin.
The day you were born I nicknamed you our little pterodactyl because that is what your cry sounded like. Since then there have been so many things I have grown to love about you. I love watching you while you sleep. You are a very loud active sleeper and this haunted me at night the first few weeks until I became accustomed to your grunts, coos, moans, groans, barks and squeaks. Your eyes flutter as well and your mouth moves in sudden grins with sighs of happiness to huge pouty frowns with whines and whimpers. One of your daddy's and my favorite memories with you has been when you sang "opera" to us in your sleep.
We love to bath you. Most of the time you are very calm and content in the water, but occasionally you get worked up and use it as your own personal toilet. I love nursing you which you might have mixed feelings about this thought later in life, but I really enjoy the time we spend together. I love being able to provide you with the nourishment and comfort and the fact that I know you always need me every two to three hours is a comfort to me as well.
Cohen, you have given me the best gift I have ever received, the opportunity to be a mother. Your Mother.
Love, Mama
Today you turned two months old. I intended on writing you a letter each month before you were born and I already missed your first month. Up to this point I have considered showering daily an accomplishment so it doesn't surprise me that I didn't get to it. I can remember our life before you came to us and I now know why I instinctively wanted you so badl
Before you were born I slept more than three hours at a time, but I longed to know how wonderful holding you and smelling your skin at 3 am could be. Before you were born your daddy and I had date nights several times a week, but I never knew how content I could be just staying home every night cuddling, bathing and feeding you. Having you here has given us more happiness than I could have imagined. It also has been a growing experience that has taught me that sleep is not quite as important as I once thought it was. I have learned that there is always something that needs to be done, but keeping everything clean isn't quite as important as I thought that once was as well. Instead I hold you a little longer and squeeze you a little tighter and kiss you a few more times because you are growing up faster than I thought possible! You have already changed from my newborn baby into a growing infant that is exploring the world through your eyes.
Some of the sweetest moments in the last couple weeks have been when you started smiling at us. And now each day I look forward to you waking up and hopefully showing me your open mouth, toothless grin.
The day you were born I nicknamed you our little pterodactyl because that is what your cry sounded like. Since then there have been so many things I have grown to love about you. I love watching you while you sleep. You are a very loud active sleeper and this haunted me at night the first few weeks until I became accustomed to your grunts, coos, moans, groans, barks and squeaks. Your eyes flutter as well and your mouth moves in sudden grins with sighs of happiness to huge pouty frowns with whines and whimpers. One of your daddy's and my favorite memories with you has been when you sang "opera" to us in your sleep.
We love to bath you. Most of the time you are very calm and content in the water, but occasionally you get worked up and use it as your own personal toilet. I love nursing you which you might have mixed feelings about this thought later in life, but I really enjoy the time we spend together. I love being able to provide you with the nourishment and comfort and the fact that I know you always need me every two to three hours is a comfort to me as well.
Cohen, you have given me the best gift I have ever received, the opportunity to be a mother. Your Mother.
Love, Mama
Friday, August 3, 2007
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