Otie's prayer today

I have to write this down before I forget because Otie's prayers are so funny. He's been really excited about saying the prayer and blessing the food. Every prayer always starts with the same two things: Oliver (my parent's dog) then Betsy. This is what he said today:

"Thank you- Oliver.

Thank you- Betsy.

Thank you- Outside.

Thank you- Otie's milk

Bless Daddy. Bless Mom.

Thank you- noodles.

Thank you Nemo. Thank you Dory.

Thank you- sprinklers.

Aaaaaammen!!"

It took everything I had not to burst out laughing. He was so serious as he said it.

I love him so much.

Milly's birth-day

I've sat down to post this a few times, but have never actually done it. It was fun for me to read back about the day Otis was born so I want to write this down while it's still somewhat fresh.

I woke up at 3am on June 9th with contractions. I got up and ate some cereal then watched a movie. The contractions would stop when I laid down though. I decided that I was done being pregnant and said out loud to myself, "it's time for this baby to come". So I got up and did a 30 minute exercise video (hips, buns and thighs to be exact). So there I was, 9 months pregnant, in the middle of the night doing lunges around my living room.

I happened to have a Dr. appt that morning at 9am (with another doc because mine was out of town- of course). The contractions hadn't been very regular and I wasn't dilating and the doc told me not to worry because "the baby wasn't coming today". So I went to my mom's and the contractions got stronger- it was the exact same as the day Otie was born so we went back to the hospital around noon.

They had me walk around for an hour- with serious, regular contractions. Then they finally admitted me. I had an emergency c-section with Otis but had decided to try for a v-bac. I was very nervous leading up to my due date, but Ty and I both felt good about not scheduling a c-section. Everything went really smooth and I didn't have to have a c-section. It was an amazing, spiritual, almost peaceful experience. Milly June was born at 7:59pm that night.

We had really procrastinated on choosing a name. We went to the hospital with a list of about 12 names. We finally went with Milly June the morning we left the hospital. Alot of people have asked us where we got the name Milly, if it was a spin-off of my name. I guess it could be, but I've always loved the name from my snowboarding days at Brighton. Milly is named after our favorite run "Milly Bowl" at Brighton Ski Resort.

I love this picture- Tyler is my rock. He was so calm and steady the whole time

My mom and Betsy were my own personal doulas- I loved having them there

Milly swallowed some meconium so they had the NICU set up and ready in our room. She didn't make a peep for almost 3 minutes- I think I held my breath that whole time.

Finally holding her for the first time

Love this picture of her holding onto Ty

don't mind my nakedness, I just love this picture that shows her hair on the back of her head

note to self: next time pack your hospital bag before you go into labor so you at least pack a hair brush- but still have to post this first family picture despite my nappy hair

meeting big brother for the first time

All the proud grandmas...

ready to go home

so tiny in her car seat

Otis is constantly asking to "hold it?"

Milly June

Milly June

June 9th 7:59pm

7 lb 4 oz

My friend, the meteorologist

Last week a friend invited us to go with them on a tour of the National Weather Service Station because her 5 yr old is obsessed with weather. "Well," I said, "it just so happens that my best friend is a meteorologist there." I felt so cool.

So Nanette gave us the tour and it was so interesting and fun. The older kids loved it and Otis loved seeing Nanny at work.

I love this picture even though it's blurry because Otie is holding Nanny's fingers. He loves her.

showing the kids the weather balloon

It was amazing to see where Nanette works and what she actually does! Look at all those computer screens! You wouldn't know looking at her what a nerd she truly is.

Touching a "tornado". Maybe the highlight of Otie's life so far.

The whole drive home he kept saying, "Nanny- touch it- potato!" And I just kept saying, "cool, a potato?" Having no idea what he was talking about. And he kept saying "No!" then saying it again. I've since figured out he was referring to the tornado since he talks about them all the time and draws circles over and over and points to it and says, "potato!"

Everything I dreamed it would be and more...

You know your life is exciting when the highlight of your week was getting a new vacuum

I have been vacuuming with a vacuum that doesn't work that well since we got married. I finally got a new one and love it so much. Otis also got his very own vacuum (for free thanks to my mom asking them to give it to him if we bought one). As much as I want to, I won't go into all the details of how much I love this vacuum, but Otie's really turns on and makes noise and he wants to do it all day. Too bad it doesn't really clean.

38 weeks...

I haven't taken many (or any?) belly pics this pregnancy, so I thought I should do at least one for the record.

I think Otie's face says it all...

Betsy painted my toe nails and it makes me so happy to look at them- it took a few tries to get the right angle so I could actually get a picture of my toes since I've lost all view of them to the belly

And here it is in all of it's glory

This is me at 38 weeks with Otis (in the same outfit), I think it's safe to say that baby girl is going to have an edge on Otie on birth weight- I'm alot bigger this time around.