What a Blessing!

As a lot of you might know, Travis and I were blessed with a little angel June 9th at 1:45 in the morning. He is sitting in my arms right now, so forgive me for any typos.

A week ago last Tuesday I went to the doctor and I was dialated to a 4 but hadn't really noticed any contactions. Around 8:45 that night I started noticing really light cramps that happened every five minutes. The doctor had told me I needed to really rush to the hospital if I had contactions for about 1/2 hour every five minutes because she thought I might go really fast and since I was 'group B positive' they needed to give me an antibiotic for atleast 4 hours before the baby came (he could possibly get an infection from me on the way out or something like that). Anyway, by ten the cramps were about two minutes apart and we decided we'd better go. On the way down to the hospital the contractions got worse and worse. I'm glad we went when we did because I was dying by the time I finally got an epidural (only 1 hour after we got to the hospital).

Sorry to all you moms out there who had really long painful labors. I feel very blessed to only have endured 1 1/2 hours of pain. The nurses were still hopeful to keep me from delivering until the antibiotic kicked in at four hours but our little baby was just too anxious to come. He was so far down that at every contaction his heart rate dropped from the pressure and we couldn't wait any longer. So at exactly 1:47 am on June 9th, 2010 little baby Gage Thomas Mason came into the world. He was 8 lbs. 8 oz. and 20 1/2 inches.

After that long and probably boring post (it was rather exciting and scary when it was all happening) here's the part you all want to see. PICTURES! Enjoy!I think he was trying to bite dad's finger.

This is how we found him napping. He is just like his daddy.This is the elephant my sister knitted for Gage. It is so cute!This picture was taken this morning. The onsie is already a 0-3 month size not newborn.

He Finished It!

I've talked to a lot of people about how talented Travis is. Well, here is the proof. Travis has finished making the crib for our little baby boy. It is beautiful. Even more beautiful in person. It is also sturdy with both sides having the option to lower.The main parts of the crib are made out of cherry wood. (Travis wanted a very specific stain so the color would be perfect). The inlaid, darker wood is called Paduk, it is from Africa. It really adds a nice accent. And it only has a natural stain on it so it is naturally that red.Isn't he handsome next to his beautiful work of art?I finally broke down and took a picture of myselft. Here is my little basketball. My brother and sister-in-law said I really look like I just stuck a ball under my shirt. That makes me feel better and not so fat. This is exactly two weeks to my due date.

Three Years!

This past Monday, May 24th, was Trav and my third anniversary. I can't believe it's been that long. I still kind of feel like we are newlyweds. Fortunately, Travis got the whole day off and we spent it together. Unfortunately, he was really sick and that is why he got the day off. He had a horrible cold/cough. Even more unfortunate, we didn't really do anything special for dinner because he couldn't taste anything. It gets better. Most unfortunately, he gave me the cold and now I'm sick too. So our anniversary wasn't spectacular but we were able to spend it together and we got some of the last minute baby needs taken care of too.

Even though our anniversary wasn't as celebrated as we've done in years past, I still want to take the opportunity to brag about my sweet hubby. I can't imagine anyone better. I'm a silly, overreacting, worried, perfectionist but Trav still loves me. He's always there to calm me down and hold me when I'm stressed. He is always the steady voice of reason. He is the hardest working person I know and yet he still comes home to take care of me on those particularly sickly pregnant days. He works two jobs to support us. He loves the gospel and is always willing to help anyone in need. I'm so grateful that he wanted to marry me. He loved me before I loved myself. If I hadn't met him over 8 years ago, I would not be the person I am today. So thank you, Travis. I love you to eternity and back!

Wow, has it been that long?

I finally got on the computer to check out family blogs and saw that I haven't posted for a very long time. Crazy how time flies. Only six more weeks until little buck joins us. I have a lot to do. Luckily, today was my very last day of work. YIPEE!!! I can finally (hopefully) get caught up on all the stuff I've put aside because I was "working". Fiddlesticks, now I don't have an excuse.

To all who read my sad, sorry little blog, I'm asking you all to pray for my best friend Nicole's little baby. She was going to be induced on Monday but her water broke last Saturday afternoon, right after the baby shower she threw for me. Anyway, the reason for the prayers is because poor little Xander is in the NICU. He apparently has pneumonia. He also has a tumor on his heart that may or may not have to be removed. All in all, he is struggling in his first few days of life and could use all the extra prayers. So please, say a little prayer for him (and his family) as you read this. Thanks.

Unfortunately, I haven't been able to see him or my friend since he was born. One of the joys of pregnancy is that I get sick all the time and am trying to get over yet another cold. So I'm avoiding them for obvious reasons.

P.S. Isn't he cute. This is Xander only about 1/2 hour old, before they realized he had problems and was hooked up to all the stuff.

Here he is all hooked up to the monitors. He is so cute!

Fun in Idaho! (long one, sorry)

This past weekend, Trav and I drove up to Boise to spend some time with our good friend Alan. Trav met him while serving a mission in Boise and he is one of the few people he's kept in touch with. We drove up Friday and came back Sunday afternoon. On our way up, we realized we had only forgotten one thing...the camera. I was so bummed because we saw a ton of really cool stuff up there.

On our way to Boise, we stopped in Twin Falls to see the temple there. They have a huge gorge with a bridge you have to cross to get to the city. It is one of the few bridges in the U.S. that doesn't have a law against base jumping off it. We got to see some people jump. It was awesome.

We also stopped at the Anderson's in Wendell. Travis became really good friends with this family. This is the family he goes goose hunting with every winter. They are such wonderful people.

Friday night we met up with Alan (we stayed with him). Luckily, he has a spare bed because after driving all day, Little Buck was not happy. I've never been so uncomfortable in my life. He kept a foot in my rib the entire trip. At dinner I didn't eat much because he was wiggling so much and made me nauseated.

Saturday, we went to the Idaho history museum. It was interesting, but I learned more about Idaho than I ever wanted to know. They did have a two-headed calf and a stuffed animal replica that you could buy in the gift shop. I wanted to get Buck one but they were $12 (ripoff). We went to the newly renovated state capitol building, so cool, everyone should see it. Then did a little shopping.

Friday night we watched New Moon, the new twilight movie. Sorry, to all you twilight lovers, but I thought it was incredibly stupid. I think I might just be getting tired of twilight. Maybe I didn't like it so much because I watched it with two guys who made fun of Edward the whole time.

(side note: did anyone notice how bad an actor Robert Pattinson (Edward) is? We had to rewind several times because he mumbled the ENTIRE movie. And if he can read people's minds he shouldn't have been beat by the Volturi in the end because he would know what they were going to do before they did it. Dumb!)

Sunday we went to Sacrament meeting with Alan then headed home. We stopped in Bountiful to pick up my grandmother and take her to my parents house for a few days. We also went to my sister's house to celebrate my Daddy's birthday. I sure love my Daddy. He is a wonderful example of a disciple of Christ. He also keeps my hubby out of trouble (for the most part) in the garage with woodworking projects. Happy Birthday Daddy!!

That's it. We're still plugging along. Hope all well with everyone.

Crazy Week!

As with all pregnancies, I've been sick this last week. I had a tiny skin infection that I went to have removed last Monday and they wouldn't take it off until I was on an antibiotic for a week. This antibiotic was the worst I've ever taken. It made me so nauseated. I haven't thrown up my entire pregnancy until last week because of that stupid pill.

But, that isn't the exciting part of the week. After I got so sick they put me on an anti-nausea medication. I don't know what happened, but after I was put on them, Little Buck stopped moving, for over 24 hours. I was totally freaked out, I tried everything. He just wasn't my little jumper anymore. The doctor told me to go to labor and delivery.

So, Wednesday night Trav and I spent the evening at the hospital checking the baby out. And wouldn't you know it, as soon as they put those monitors on my stomach, Little Buck went crazy. He hates having stuff on him. They had to keep moving the monitors because they'd lose his heartbeat because he'd move. At times I thought he was trying to literally kick the monitors off. Well, my little jumper came back. Everything was fine, they said he was perfect. At least the trip was good for our peace-of-mind.

Even though the nurse at the hospital said it wasn't the medications I was taking, I went off the anti-nausea medication and have just lived with the yucky antibiotic (only 3 more pills). But isn't it just my luck that while on an antibiotic, I get stuck with a cold too. Figures.

Someone flipped a switch!

Another update on our crazy little baby. I think someone must have flipped a switch in my tummy a week or so ago because Little Buck won't give me any peace. The little guy just keeps doing somersaults and cartwheels in my tummy, he's also discovered how fun kicking me hard in the ribs can be. If you ever see me jump for no reason at all its because he just kicked me hard enough to scare the living daylights out of me. This morning I woke up at four (I usually sleep until 7) and Little Buck wouldn't let me go back to sleep because apparently he wanted to play. I'm just waiting for him to come out running.

Update

No pictures again. I find that as I get fatter, my desire to have my picture taken lessens more and more. Sorry. Today we had our official, doctor perscribed ultrasound for the baby. He is DEFINITELY a boy. We got a really good look this time. He is also a little stinker. He just doesn't like his picture taken because he was flipping over and turning around the ENTIRE ultrasound. He just would not hold still. I've found that he is a very, very active little boy. I am already feeling the bruises on the inside. He also would not let us get a profile this time, he kept both hands curled over his face the whole time so we never got a good look at how big his hands are either.

I've come to the conclusion that I don't like ultrasounds by professional technicians. They just don't want to give you any information. All I wanted to know was what we were looking at and it was like pulling teeth. The only information that she did offer without being asked was the fact that he has "big feet" They aren't fat, just very, very long. Travis says that comes from my side of the family.

So there you have it. Baby Buck has big feet and that is about all we really know at this point. Hopefully, nothing is seriously wrong especially since I found out I am super anemic. Scary! Love Ya'll.

It's a.....Goose

Yeah! Pictures. I finally have the camera and pictures to share. So here's a recap of the last little while with pictures.

Last week we found out we are having a baby...

Boy! You can see his cute little profile here. I'm sure he has daddy's nose. He was a little stinker during the ultrasound. He didn't want to cooperate at all. He kept turning over and at the end when we wanted one last look to make sure he was a he, he crossed his legs and tucked his little bottom way down into my pelvis. I guess he'd had enough. But we're pretty sure he's a little boy. No names as of yet, but his grandpa (Trav's dad) has nicknamed him Buck. So for now he's little Buck.

Travis went goose hunting a week ago and ended up getting three geese by himself and he helped to bring down one or two others. It was a productive weekend for him. I'm glad he had fun.

This last weekend Travis and my good friends, Courtney and Nicole, were sealed together and to their little girl Savannah. It was wonderful to be with them during that special time. We are grateful for their friendship.

It's been a while!

Once again I have no pictures. But its not because we haven't taken any. Travis is up in Idaho this weekend goose hunting with friends up there. He has the camera. When he gets back, hopefully I'll remember to post some pics.

Here's the update for any of you who don't know. We are expecting. Yeah! We don't know if its a boy or girl yet but soon. Very soon. I'm 18 weeks now but not showing too much. I'll try to post for family in other states (aka Dan & Em, and Carl & Lucy). My sister called me fat the other day so I guess I don't look pregnant just fat.

I haven't really been sick much which is a huge blessing because of my work. About two weeks ago I went part time. It has been wonderful because my house is actually clean. It's amazing how addicting cleaning is when you have the time for it.

Travis couldn't be a cuter soon-to-be daddy. He is planning on making the crib himself, (with some assistance/tools from my dad). He has to make it in my parents garage since we only have a carport in our apartment. He is definitely going to make a fun daddy.

Well, that's all for now. Travis got a goose yesterday so maybe I'll post pics next week sometime.