3 months old update

We have way too many cute pictures of Emma to keep to ourselves. She just keeps coming up with new faces and expressions, and so much personality is coming out! She is 14lbs now and in the 90% for height and weight. 

 She loves to sit up on the couch like a big girl

I've officially returned to work (slightly devastated) and soak up every stinkin minute with her that I can once I get home.  Knowing that I would have to go back to work changed my outlook on my time with her and motherhood in general. Although I would never wish for anyone to have to leave their baby, I wish every mother had to think that way because it makes even the longest nights seem like the best thing ever. 

That also means that Kallam is officially Mr. Mom for the summer! He's really excited and as you can see they're already having LOTS of fun

           

 

We think she's part mermaid and she just LOVES the bath. She'll kick around in there basically as long as we let her.

       

She still makes a habit of falling asleep at the least expected moments.

 But has been much more alert and playful. 

           

                                                                                                                                                                       
           

She likes tummy time or about 30 seconds....

...and then she hates it. 

This lovably chubby girl basically melts our hearts every day.  

The Blessing

We recently blessed Emma at her Grandma and Grandpa Hancock's house in Winslow. I know what you're probably thinking, and it is very much allowed. We loved having it at home where it could be the main event, not smashed in between a bunch of testimonies and other babies getting blessed, and Kallam felt very strongly about not having a microphone shoved in his face. :) We were really excited that all of her grandparents could be there as well as some aunts, uncles and cousins. It was wonderful and she looked absolutely beautiful in her little white dress that I was also blessed in when I was born. (So glad it fit even though she's getting SO BIG) Just wanted to share some of the pictures that we got. I really wish we had gotten a few better ones, but she just wouldn't stop eating her dress, so what can ya do right?

 

Look-a-like

The #1 thing people say when meeting your child for the first time, or the first time in a while is "Oh my goodness she looks just like (enter name here)" It was hard to imagine a little person running around that would look like the both of us before we had her. But now every little part of her face, hands, legs and torso has been placed with someone in her gene pool. We think she's a pretty good mix but we LOVE to hear it all, and always reply "Yes, just like (enter name here)", whomever and whatever part it may be. But since a lot of people have been asking, we thought we'd let you all decide and give you guys a side by side look at our baby pictures just for fun. You may cast your votes accordingly in the comments if you wish. We will start though, by showing a picture that not many have seen. Two years ago before Emma was a twinkle in anyone's eye we did one of those picture booths that morph your faces together to show you what your kid will look like, just for kicks. We're glad to say that Emma does not bear too much resemblance to the child below, since Kallam always thought it looked like a monkey of some kind.  

Couple days old 

    

Kayla                                      Emma                             Kallam   

A month or two old....

(I've since decided life isn't quite as bad)

   

                               Kayla                                         Emma                               Kallam

In other news Kallam's teacher said he'd give him extra credit if he shaved only half his face while wearing this t-shirt. I guess his teacher just thought it'd be funny, maybe that he wouldn't do it. Kallam sported this look all day, and I had to walk around walmart with him. You wouldn't believe how many people thought his facial hair was the coolest thing ever, although you can guess how they looked themselves. :) He better pass the class...

Newborn

Our friend and photographer Kylie Pond was kind enough to take some shots of Emma and us as a baby gift and we wanted to share a few of our favorites. Included are a few pictures that my friend Sophia took who likes to play around with photography. We were so excited to get some good pictures of her to share! Enjoy!

 

The Highlights

I'll admit, its been longer than I wanted before making this post. But I've been waiting till we had some great shots of this girl to really introduce her on here, because every picture I took was just ridiculous to be honest. I wanted to give some of the highlights of the whole labor/delivery experience without taking up 10 pages that no one wants to read anyways. So here it is..

We went to a Dr. apt on a Tuesday morning where they took an ultrasound and told us she was going to be up to 9 1/2 lbs. I was at that moment the definition of shaking in your boots. But we decided to wait three more days till her actual due date before being induced, no matter how scary that number was, so that Kallam could be there the whole time with me and stuff. On the way out the door, I realized I hadn't felt her move that morning so they hooked me up to all the machines, which showed signs of distress with each contraction that I wasn't aware I was having. So off to the hospital we went where they made me have stronger contractions to see how she handled it. She did super and nothing was even slightly distressful, until we had pretty much decided to go home. I guess God had something else in mind, because every time we almost went home, her heart beat would slow alarmingly. So I got induced. And from the moment that stuff hit my veins I had contractions every two mins for 18 hours when I decided I had had enough and got the epidural. I still am happy with that decision because I'm not one of those people that need a pat on the back from everyone for being so tough and I feel like I was then able to let my body do what it needed to. Five hours later with 25 mins of pushing she was ALMOST out, but her stats starting plummeting, scariest moment of my life. They took her out with a vacuum and the cord that was wrapped around her neck twice had gotten tighter with every inch she came out(hence the dropping heart rate). Luckily our baby girl is perfectly healthy and we are so grateful that nothing happened other than me needing a million stitches from tearing as much as you can. :) A few of the funnier highlights are as follows...

*As I waddled down the hallway trying to speed things up, in my lovely gown with no bra looking like I was about to drop this thing right on the floor, we ran into my 8th grade "boyfriend"(15 mins or something) that I hadn't seen for about 8 years. Seriously the most awkward/funny moment of my life. The conversation went like this.
"Tyson?"
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
(awkward pause)
"Oh ya know.."(trying to talk through a contraction)
(another awkward pause)
"Well, good luck with that"
"Thanks"

* Those who know me very very well know that I'm SUPER afraid of not being able to run out of a room if I need to. So afraid in fact that I've had a couple surgeries awake that I really shouldn't have been. So when I got the epidural I made Kallam promise that he would carry me out if the building were to catch on fire or something. After my epidural I could still feel most of my left side of my body, but we decided to try to get some sleep. Kallam quickly fell asleep(like I said, it was 18 hours of holding my hand and breathing with me). Soon after... the fire alarm went off. I was talking to Kallam to get up and check and make sure that I wasn't going to die, he never woke up. So I sat there for an hours, half worried to death, trying to work out a strategy in my mind of how I would crawl using only my arms out of this building that was burning down to save me and my unborn child. Luckily they caught the guy who was smoking inside our floor, bless his heart, and soon after that it was time to push anyways.

*My in-laws won the un-spoken contest by being the first to ask me when we were going to start trying for our next child. At least they waited a whole 32 hours....:) You can imagine the look on my face.

*Emma's first poop(the one that looks like tar) was so massive that all the nurses were laughing. I wasn't there for it and Kallam wasn't prepared for it to be black, or for it to go through a diaper, an outfit, and 2 heavy blankets. They almost had to get her a new incubator.