Honda Davidson

Today we went over to Tiffani's parents house for dinner. Afterwards they busted out their new dirt bike! This is the smallest one they own so I thought I'd start there and eventually work my way up. I am not so sure if they want me on any of their other bikes after today!!! The first few seconds on the bike took some getting used to. Like which is the brake and which is the gas. I had them mixed up a LITTLE bit. Right when I put it in gear I headed straight for the brick wall. Tiffani had to run up and put the break on for me, while Dan watched in fear! I think thoughts of being a single parent with a newborn were running through his mind.

This picture is complements of Tiffani! Please note: I would never put that outfit on to go out! I was wearing a skirt and heels upon arrival, and had to borrow the pants and flip flops:)

Splashing Fool

Camden has starting this whole splashing thing in the tub! It used to be just when he was lathered up with soap that he would splash. Now you can't get him to stop for anything! I even try holding his legs, but he can already out muscle me. He thinks it is a blast to soak whoever is bathing him. Last night I happened to get it pretty darn good!!! But I guess one good things comes from all this. It must wear him out because he falls right to sleep and sleeps like a rock throughout the night!

WARNING! LONG AND HORMONAL POST

When Camden was just a few weeks old I remember talking to Dan about how guilty I felt for not bonding with Cam the way other women did with their baby. I felt totally ripped off that I didn't get to experience "child birth", and that overwhelming love I was supposed to feel when the doctor placed the baby on my chest right after delivery(ya know, like it happens on TLC). I asked Dan if the nurses in the hospital thought I was a bad first time mom because I was all for having them keep Camden in the nursery at night. I was worried because I never changed a diaper in the hospital(physically I could barely move without help), and if the nurses called CPS on me because I wasn't fit to be a mother. When my mom flew here to stay with us for a few days I let Camden sleep in the other room with her, so we could get a full night of rest. Did that make her think I didn't want to be a mom? Should I feel bad about wanting to get out of the house, and leave Camden with Dan? Was my child going to have health issues because I hated breast feeding?

There were so many little things that felt so BIG and were weighing me down with worry and guilt. Dan reassured me that everything was fine. He told me I would feel "that" feeling other women described, and I would tell the same story they did about child birth in ten years from now. Well today part of that story is coming out. I have felt "that" feeling, I am overwhelmed with joy to finally have Camden here with us. It is a feeling that cannot be described. My mom always said that she would do anything for us and wanted us to be happy. I thought she just had to say that cause she was our mom! But today I have a little glimpse on how she really must have felt and still feels for each of us. I would do anything for Camden, and thinking about something bad happening to him makes me cringe! Even after a day of crying non stop, barfing all over me, pooping 15 times, not napping...I would still do anything for this kid.

Seriously, how could I ever be mad at a face like this?

This was one night where he just wouldn't fall asleep. He cried and cried and cried until I went in his room. He had rolled over onto his back and was just starring at me! How could I not pick him up and hold him?
Despite all of the pictures where he is sporting a serious face, this is what I get to see most of the day! He is a pretty happy boy. And nobody can get him to laugh like his dad does, it must be a guy thing!

UP AND RUNNING

Yipee!!!! Our computer is virus free and running perfect. Prepare yourself for a gazillion posts that I have been dying to get out.

Texting Ban

Today is the last day you can not get pulled over in the city of Phoenix for text messaging while driving. The fines range from $100 - $250 if you get caught. Sure this sounds like a good idea, but come on, how can they really tell if you are doing it or not? I'll be the first to admit that I think it is probably a good thing; but I will also be the first to admit, that I am guilty of doing this while driving. Maybe I should stop! Oh, I was also told that I was "too old to text". What do they know, I am the master at text messaging. I will never be too old!!!

Farewell BMMC

On May 13, 1963 Mesa Lutheran opened it's doors. The first patient arrived at 10:15 am after he was involved in an industrial accident . When it opened at this time it was equipped with 165 beds, 23 bassinets, three labor rooms and two delivery rooms.

On November 19, 1975 Bonnie W. arrived at this same hospital and gave birth to her son Daniel at 5:34pm. This same year marks the first year that fathers were allowed to accompany their wives into the delivery room at Mesa Lutheran.

In 2003 Mesa Lutheran changed it's name to Banner Mesa due to a change in ownership. Since then, this hospital runs with 258 beds.

It was in one of those 258 beds that I was admitted to on June 12, 2007 when I arrived with Dan at 1:00pm. Later that evening at exactly 7:50pm, Camden Daniel was brought into this world. WARNING....THE NEXT PICTURE IS NOT FOR ANYONE WITH A WEAK STOMACH

You might be wondering why in the heck I am posting about this. It is because today this very hospital took care of it's last patient. They closed their doors and opened a bigger and more advanced hospital up the road. No more history making for our family inside those walls. Farewell Banner Mesa!

MY SURPRISE, HIS DISMAY

After I returned from my nightly run, I was pleasantly surprised to see all of Camden's bath stuff in the kitchen sink! Dan had him bathed, fed, and in his crib for the night. But Dan also had this all over his new shirt!I couldn't help but laugh and insist he let me take a picture. Dan didn't find this as funny as I did...he he he!

SICK RICK

My computer has been sick the last little while. This has really put a damper on my efforts to blog. In order to remember what is happening, and what I need to blog about, I have been writing in my handy-dandy notebook(otherwise known as a journal). This really got me thinking...should I be feeling guilty that I have completely abandoned my journal? I think I might try to write something in my journal once a month(for starters), and then maybe once a week. I am thinking that someday it might be fun for my family to have something handwritten from me. I dunno, it may not ever happen, but it's a good thought!

My friend gave me this website where they will print your blog and make it into a book. I am totally gonna do this for a family journal. So if you are wondering why I am "back posting", that is why. When my book is printed, I want it like a journal!

GAME DAY AT WILD WINGS

For reasons unknown to me(even though Dan has explained it a dozen times) we don't get but a few of the BYU games on TV. So in order to feed his need, tonight we went to Buffalo Wild Wings, where his buddy works and who will turn it on for him. And when I say for him, I mean only him. Because who else in this entire state really cares about BYU? This restaurant is a place with a million TV's and a million different games on. Dan is the only one watching the BYU game! But don't you worry we had Camden all decked out and ready to bond with his daddy! Ya know, do what boys do when watching the game...eat and yell at inanimate objects thinking their comments make a difference.

Yes this shirt is for 6 month children, but Cam is quite the chunk and probably won't wear it for much longer. Oh wait, isn't that how BYU supporters wear their shirts anyway(outdated and way too small? He'll fit right in).

Dan just loves it when I bust out the camera at places like this. He is probably embarrassed to take me there in the first place and then I make him pose for a picture. The things he does for love!

Dan wouldn't let me ask the waitress to take our picture as a family, so instead we get one with mom and one with dad.

Bad Memories

Last night while out on a date with my boys I saw several pregnant women. Seeing them brought back a flood of memories I was not very fond of. In order to put those lovely memories behind me, I knew I needed to physically put the remnants that are lurking, away(other than my baby, I will keep him)!

For starters I began cleaning out my closet. As I was stacking my maternity clothes in a pile to store, I just about had an anxiety attack. No, not because I am sad to put them away. But because I couldn't believe ADOT didn't make me put a flashing sign on my rear that read "wide load". I guess they assumed it was pretty obvious and therefore unnecessary.

And second of all... I was saving these clothes and leaving a possibility for it(pregnancy) to happen again. This is just beyond me right now!!!


I should have taken a before shot of my closet so you can really appreciate how good it looks now. Let's just hope those painful memories fade.

BAD HABIT...I GOT CAUGHT

Call me crazy, I know I am. I have a bad habit that I just love doing...walking around the house in the morning, or night, or middle of the day, in my underwear. To me, there is no point in putting on clothes until I absolutely HAVE to. But don't worry I keep the blinds closed until I am fully dressed. So anyway...this morning I was participating in my bad habit while making Camden a bottle in the kitchen. All of a sudden the dog starts barking at the back door, and shortly thereafter I hear a knock coming from that same area, this is when I began to panic. Why you ask? Because the back door does not have any blinds. I was stuck...Camden was screaming on the couch, Chewie was barking at whoever was knocking, Dan was asleep upstairs, and I couldn't move or the mystery person hiding at the back door would see me in my skivies! What did I do? I did what any woman in her underwear would do...I strategically stood in the kitchen where I wouldn't be seen and yelled up to Dan(remember it had to be loud enough to be heard over the dog and screaming child) to put clothes on and come downstairs. Knowing the mystery man could hear me, I was totally embarrassed but felt there was no other choice. Once Dan made it down the stairs, he said nobody was even at the door. Alright call me even more crazy, I swore I heard a knock. So I went to the back door and opened it; sure enough there was a FedEx package. I am sure Mr. FedEx had a good laugh, or cry if he spotted me in the kitchen. I guess I need to be sure the back gate is locked so in the future Mr. FedEx doesn't come a knockin' at the wrong door!


Oh and by the way, the fun package was from Leslie. She sent Camden this cute shirt and hat! Her husband is a huge BYU freak also!

Tub Time

Camden LOVES the bath!!! If I had the patience to let him sit in the tub for an hour or two, he totally would. He can be an ornery little turkey...but once his naked body hits that water, he is an angel.

As soon as I lather him with soap, he is kicking and splashing all over the place; but once I stop he just sits there with a big ol' grin. He loves to just chill.

Being in the tub relaxes him and is perfect for bedtime. He has figured out after the tub comes a bottle, and then it's off to counting sheep. A lot of times he would rather skip the bottle and just hit the sack! He is such a good baby!

Chores

Keeping up on my laundry seems to be quite the chore lately. But keeping up with my laundry AND a screaming baby, is just plain ridiculous!

So today I learned if I stick him in the basket with me, he stays entertained, and I get my chores done. He thought this was so much fun, he laughed and smiled the entire time. I think it might be a new ritual of ours. It works out well for the both of us!

Do I Win?

So I have been giving Camden quite a bit of tummy time(other than when he's asleep) in hopes that he will roll over. I have secretly been wanting him to do it for ME, not Dan, so I can say I taught him that. But I guess Dan kinda, sorta, half way, wins this one(he didn't know we were even having a competition, I just made it that way). Here's the story...

When I came home from work last Friday I was drilling Dan with 100 questions about their day, to be sure I didn't miss out on anything. He assured me their day was uneventful and they "just hung out". A few hours later he non-shalontly(is that a word) tells me that Camden must have rolled over while talking a nap. The reasoning behind this being, when Dan went to get him out of his crib he was lying on his back. On the surface I was so excited that my boy did this; but deep down I was disappointed it was on "Dan's time".

I know, I know, I am such a brat! Why does everything have to be a competition? It didn't seem like such a big deal until writing it out in this blog, now I sound like a total jerk. Oh well, this is how I really felt about the situation, as selfish as it sounds I am gonna continue writing.

Needles to say, I was on Camden's case about this whole rolling over bit. Every day I had him out on his play mat, strength training if you will:) And it finally paid off for me! Tonight he rolled over while I was watching him(remember Dan didn't catch him in the act), right after I took him out of the tub. So does this mean I win???

Late for work?

This morning I was yelling at Dan to get in the shower because he was going to be late for work, but he kept ignoring me. So I went in the other room to see what he was doing that was so important. And this is what I found!

I guess this is pretty important...I'll LET him be late today!

Sunday Afternoon

This is a typical Sunday afternoon at our house. Dan is one of the Young Men leaders in our ward and the boys love him. They are always over and wanting to hang out with him. So tonight we couldn't help but take a picture! Our house probably isn't the coolest in the neighborhood but I think they enjoy the fact that Dan will sit around and play Nintendo(or whatever it's called) until 2 in the AM.

Date Night

My boys took me out on a date tonight to one of my favorite restaurants, Texas Roadhouse. My favorite thing to eat is their famous rolls and cinnamon butter(I am drooling), but this time it was so much harder to not eat an entire basket. Dieting is for the birds.

Lately I have gotten so used to people commenting on how small Cam is whenever we go out anywhere...but not tonight, my boy is all grown up! While waiting to be seated there were two brand spankin' new babies that were the talk of the town! In my eyes Camden is still tiny, but tonight I learned differently. It is crazy how fast they grow. So I couldn't pass up the opportunity to have a little snuggle time with my tiny boy!

GAME DAY!!!

Today is such a big day(as Dan would say)! Why you might ask yourself? Because it's BYU's opening football game. For those of you who don't know Dan is a huge freak, I mean fanatic, about BYU sports. He has been reminding me of this day for the past two weeks.

Funny side note...When Dan and I were first married he had to tell me the "game day rules". They are as follows:

No interruptions during the game(this includes talking, vacuuming, asking questions, trying to annoy him).

I am not allowed to make up "busy" chores for him during the game just because I don't want him sitting around.

But I am allowed to place a basket of clean laundry next to him because he is willing to fold them during the game(phew).

Back to the original story....Knowing Dan is such a huge fan, I am sure he has dreamt about the day when he could sit down and watch the BYU game with his son. So I being the wonderful wife I am, searched high and low for a BYU shirt or hat for Camden. Much to my dismay, I couldn't find one in time. So the blue shirt he is wearing is as close as I could get. Don't worry the search is not over, I will find one before this season ends.


Never fear, I didn't break a rule. It was halftime during this picture!

Can't you just tell how much fun Camden is having?????