She doesn't really like baby food.
She loves to do the grapevine, mash potato, and the twist (obviously with a bit of assistance).
She loves to take baths.
And I must admit, she loves her mom.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
6 Months Old
I can't believe Alivia is six months old already. I wanted to wait to do this post until I took her to the doctor and got all of her stats. So here it is. At six months she weighs 15 pounds 9 ounces is 26.75 inches long and she has a big head (I can't remember the exact measurement, but it is in the 90th percentile). We have been thinking for a while that she looks like a Bennion and now she has the head size to prove it. For those of you who don't know my dad's family is sort of known for having big heads; we affectionately refer to them as Bennion heads. Audrey and Evan were so similar as babies that I just assumed Alivia would be just like them, but she is not. At this age Audrey and Evan were rolling around the room and army crawling and Alivia just doesn't really move. She can roll, but she doesn't really. She does do crunches though.
She doesn't really like baby food.
She loves to do the grapevine, mash potato, and the twist (obviously with a bit of assistance).
She loves to take baths.
And I must admit, she loves her mom.
She doesn't really like baby food.
She loves to do the grapevine, mash potato, and the twist (obviously with a bit of assistance).
She loves to take baths.
And I must admit, she loves her mom.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Are you wondering what we did this summer?
If not, read no further. If so, continue on reading. I will attempt to sum it all up in one post. I'd say the biggest event of the summer was adding a third child to our family. What a way to start. The downside to this was that I wasn't able to take the other two kiddos anywhere for a while and they started to feel cooped up I'm sure. Alivia arrived June 8th and she has been a great baby right from the start.
We blessed said baby the first Sunday in August. What a day! We ended up having double the fun with a double baby blessing. Even though there were a lot of people crammed in our house, it was great to have Alivia share her blessing day with Clark.
Where was Evan during all of this? By the fruit platter. That boy loves fruit!
The next weekend we went to the Bennion family reunion in Idaho. It was great to spend time with Bennions and those lucky enough to marry one. The accomodations were outstanding. I'm not much for camping, but I love being outdoors. So this place was the perfect combination for me.
Audrey took dance lessons from our neighbor.
Audrey took swimming lessons for one week. Like I said earlier, we really didn't do much for very long. It was very hard (and still is) to keep track of Evan while taking care of/feeding Alivia.
We went fishing. Every summer we go to Mirror Lake with my family, but this year it ended up only being us. Serves my dad right I guess. We caught like 14 fish and at times it was difficult to keep up with the fishing poles since they were biting so fast.
I think that pretty much sums it up. If I think of anything else, I'll tell you later.
We blessed said baby the first Sunday in August. What a day! We ended up having double the fun with a double baby blessing. Even though there were a lot of people crammed in our house, it was great to have Alivia share her blessing day with Clark.
Where was Evan during all of this? By the fruit platter. That boy loves fruit!
The next weekend we went to the Bennion family reunion in Idaho. It was great to spend time with Bennions and those lucky enough to marry one. The accomodations were outstanding. I'm not much for camping, but I love being outdoors. So this place was the perfect combination for me.
Audrey took dance lessons from our neighbor.
Audrey took swimming lessons for one week. Like I said earlier, we really didn't do much for very long. It was very hard (and still is) to keep track of Evan while taking care of/feeding Alivia.
We went fishing. Every summer we go to Mirror Lake with my family, but this year it ended up only being us. Serves my dad right I guess. We caught like 14 fish and at times it was difficult to keep up with the fishing poles since they were biting so fast.
I think that pretty much sums it up. If I think of anything else, I'll tell you later.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Trip to the Zoo
So I bought a zoo pass this year thinking I would go a lot once Alivia had a schedule down, but we didn't end up going all summer. So a few weeks ago it looked like the nice weather was coming to an end and a trip to the zoo was a must before the cold air came. I of course forgot my camera. Other than that, it was a great excursion. Evan was really well behaved and stayed by my side the whole time. Alivia was great and had a grand time in the stroller. Audrey got really scared when they put sanitizer on her hands before we went into the one display house. They said if the fruit bats could smell fruit on you they might attack and so we needed the sanitizer to cover up the smell of the fruit we had eaten that day. It was so funny to watch Evan try to talk to the animals, especially the gorilla. They seriously seemed to be communicating and the gorilla even gives the same "no like it" look as Evan. Here are a few blurry pictures I got on my phone. 
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Do I talk funny?
That is the first thing Audrey said after I pulled her tooth out. 
I am still really surprised she lost her first tooth, I thought she would be at least six before it happened. I am also still really surprised that she didn't cry when I pulled it out. Anyone that knows Audrey, knows that she can cry. Like this morning when I was brushing her hair, she cried. Or also this morning when her dad suggested that she be Cleopatra for Halloween next year, she cried. Perhaps the anticipation of the tooth fairy coming distracted her from her usual flow of tears.
I am still really surprised she lost her first tooth, I thought she would be at least six before it happened. I am also still really surprised that she didn't cry when I pulled it out. Anyone that knows Audrey, knows that she can cry. Like this morning when I was brushing her hair, she cried. Or also this morning when her dad suggested that she be Cleopatra for Halloween next year, she cried. Perhaps the anticipation of the tooth fairy coming distracted her from her usual flow of tears.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Can you tell?
Audrey has started Kindergarten (and so has the refrigerator).
She absolutely loves it. Everyday she comes home and I ask her what she has learned, most of the time she says she can't remember. This really bothered me at first, but I heard that for kids school is their work and they often try to forget about "work" when they are at home. I think this makes a lot of sense and it makes me feel better. I know she is learning; she keeps reading more and more words everyday and I LOVE it! We do hear a lot of details though about the playground rules, who broke the rules, who pushed who, who wore what, who has curly hair, and all of the other important things that happen in Kindergarten. We also hear a lot about PE. This is apparently her most anticipated time of the whole week and she wishes everyday could be Wednesday. Here she is ready to go to the "big school" on her first day. I was able to go with her, but of course I forgot to take the camera to the school so I don't have any pictures of her there.
She absolutely loves it. Everyday she comes home and I ask her what she has learned, most of the time she says she can't remember. This really bothered me at first, but I heard that for kids school is their work and they often try to forget about "work" when they are at home. I think this makes a lot of sense and it makes me feel better. I know she is learning; she keeps reading more and more words everyday and I LOVE it! We do hear a lot of details though about the playground rules, who broke the rules, who pushed who, who wore what, who has curly hair, and all of the other important things that happen in Kindergarten. We also hear a lot about PE. This is apparently her most anticipated time of the whole week and she wishes everyday could be Wednesday. Here she is ready to go to the "big school" on her first day. I was able to go with her, but of course I forgot to take the camera to the school so I don't have any pictures of her there.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Birthing the Baby
Well I have been wanting to do this post for a while and I am finally getting around to it. Where should I begin? I think I will tell this story counting how many times I was wrong. I'm really not wrong very often, but with this pregnancy I don't think I was ever right. I thought it would take a while for me to get pregnant with our third child: WRONG. I thought I was going to have a boy: WRONG. I thought I would have this baby in May: WRONG. I thought my water would break when I went into labor: WRONG. I thought our baby would be cute and adorable: finally, I got one RIGHT. She is so very very cute. Here is the proof. 
I just love her to pieces. Back to the story. When I was pregnant with Evan I decided I wanted a natural child birthing experience. The problem was I didn't decide that until I was 36 weeks along and so I was not prepared at all when I had him. I panicked at the last minute and ended up getting an epidural right before I realized it was time to push. I would say that the epidural was about 25% effective when he made his debut. I was so upset and disappointed with myself that I had caved and gotten the epidural. So this time I was determined not to get an epidural. My official due date this time was June 7th. I thought she would be about three weeks early like Audrey was, so around May 17th I starting waiting for my water to break. I was positive my water was going to break since it did with Audrey and Evan; WRONG yet again. I was afraid to go anywhere because I can't think of very many things more embarrassing than having your water break in public. At my 36 week appointment I was dilated to a 3 and 70% effaced, there was no way I was going to make it to my due date: WRONG. So for three weeks I tried every myth there is to induce labor, except for a really long walk since I didn't want my water to break while I was miles away from my home. I did hit the elliptical though several times. So for four weeks I waited and waited for my water to break and it never did. At each doctor appointment she would get my hopes up because I would be slightly more dilated and she said it felt like my water was wanting to break, yet nothing was happening. My last appointment was scheduled for my due date and I was given the option of scheduling an induction or waiting it out for one more week to see if I would go into labor. Reluctantly I scheduled an induction for the 9th since I was so sick of being pregnant and I didn't see the point in waiting a week to be induced. I went home and I cried, a lot. I did not want to be induced. That night around midnight I started having contractions every 10 minutes but they didn't hurt at all. I thought if I walked around our house a lot they might intensify and put me into labor. I walked around for about an hour and nothing more was happening so I decided to go to bed. I woke up around five with contractions that hurt. Finally, but they were only coming every 15 minutes. I didn't think I was in labor because the contractions were too far apart: WRONG. I decided to take a shower so I could relax and go back to sleep, but while I was in the shower they started coming every three minutes. At this point I started to panic and so I hurried to go wake up Colby. When I woke him up he said, "oh good your water finally broke." He was WRONG. I told him I was just having contractions every three minutes. We both hurried to get ready and he called my parents to have them meet us at the hospital so they could take Audrey and Evan to their house. He made the mistake of telling them we were getting ready to go rather than we were on our way. When we go to the hospital it was around 6:30 in the morning and I was sure my parents were going to be there already since they lived a lot closer to it than we do: WRONG, no parents. I was really annoyed because my contractions were so close together. We had to wait about 10 minutes before they got there. Finally we got into the hospital and all checked in. At 6:57 they finally checked me and I was only dilated to a 4. I thought this was going to be an 8 hour labor like Audrey's was: WRONG. Around 7:25 my contractions were really starting to hurt and I could feel a lot of pressure. The nurse checked me again and I was dilated to a 9 and about ready to go. They had to scramble to get everything out and call my doctor. Needless to say my doctor did not make it to the delivery. I am 0 for 3 on having my doctor deliver my babies. A few minutes later I told the nurse it was time for me to push. She told me to wait until the next contraction; I don't know how that is even possible. I said no I have to push and I did. With the first push my water broke and the baby's head was crowning. After a couple more pushes the head was out and she was stuck at her shoulders. I remember they kept telling me to keep pushing, but I couldn't because I wasn't having a contraction. She finally made it out at 7:41 a.m. and I felt so relieved. She was here and I didn't get an epidural. Now came the really hard part, deciding on a name. We didn't fill out the papers until right before we left the hospital. So here she is: Alivia Delyn. 
I just love her to pieces. Back to the story. When I was pregnant with Evan I decided I wanted a natural child birthing experience. The problem was I didn't decide that until I was 36 weeks along and so I was not prepared at all when I had him. I panicked at the last minute and ended up getting an epidural right before I realized it was time to push. I would say that the epidural was about 25% effective when he made his debut. I was so upset and disappointed with myself that I had caved and gotten the epidural. So this time I was determined not to get an epidural. My official due date this time was June 7th. I thought she would be about three weeks early like Audrey was, so around May 17th I starting waiting for my water to break. I was positive my water was going to break since it did with Audrey and Evan; WRONG yet again. I was afraid to go anywhere because I can't think of very many things more embarrassing than having your water break in public. At my 36 week appointment I was dilated to a 3 and 70% effaced, there was no way I was going to make it to my due date: WRONG. So for three weeks I tried every myth there is to induce labor, except for a really long walk since I didn't want my water to break while I was miles away from my home. I did hit the elliptical though several times. So for four weeks I waited and waited for my water to break and it never did. At each doctor appointment she would get my hopes up because I would be slightly more dilated and she said it felt like my water was wanting to break, yet nothing was happening. My last appointment was scheduled for my due date and I was given the option of scheduling an induction or waiting it out for one more week to see if I would go into labor. Reluctantly I scheduled an induction for the 9th since I was so sick of being pregnant and I didn't see the point in waiting a week to be induced. I went home and I cried, a lot. I did not want to be induced. That night around midnight I started having contractions every 10 minutes but they didn't hurt at all. I thought if I walked around our house a lot they might intensify and put me into labor. I walked around for about an hour and nothing more was happening so I decided to go to bed. I woke up around five with contractions that hurt. Finally, but they were only coming every 15 minutes. I didn't think I was in labor because the contractions were too far apart: WRONG. I decided to take a shower so I could relax and go back to sleep, but while I was in the shower they started coming every three minutes. At this point I started to panic and so I hurried to go wake up Colby. When I woke him up he said, "oh good your water finally broke." He was WRONG. I told him I was just having contractions every three minutes. We both hurried to get ready and he called my parents to have them meet us at the hospital so they could take Audrey and Evan to their house. He made the mistake of telling them we were getting ready to go rather than we were on our way. When we go to the hospital it was around 6:30 in the morning and I was sure my parents were going to be there already since they lived a lot closer to it than we do: WRONG, no parents. I was really annoyed because my contractions were so close together. We had to wait about 10 minutes before they got there. Finally we got into the hospital and all checked in. At 6:57 they finally checked me and I was only dilated to a 4. I thought this was going to be an 8 hour labor like Audrey's was: WRONG. Around 7:25 my contractions were really starting to hurt and I could feel a lot of pressure. The nurse checked me again and I was dilated to a 9 and about ready to go. They had to scramble to get everything out and call my doctor. Needless to say my doctor did not make it to the delivery. I am 0 for 3 on having my doctor deliver my babies. A few minutes later I told the nurse it was time for me to push. She told me to wait until the next contraction; I don't know how that is even possible. I said no I have to push and I did. With the first push my water broke and the baby's head was crowning. After a couple more pushes the head was out and she was stuck at her shoulders. I remember they kept telling me to keep pushing, but I couldn't because I wasn't having a contraction. She finally made it out at 7:41 a.m. and I felt so relieved. She was here and I didn't get an epidural. Now came the really hard part, deciding on a name. We didn't fill out the papers until right before we left the hospital. So here she is: Alivia Delyn. 
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