Okies in town

This past week was all about Logan. My parents, Aunt Sue, Grandma G, Aunt Diana, Grandpa V, and Grandma Virginia all came in town to see Logan. Obviously I don't quite have the power he has because I've lived here for 4 years now but have never been able to get them all to come out before...and in July even. Of course Logan LOVED all the attention. When he was crying in his crib, he would get rescued and rocked to sleep. When he would get a little fussy, he'd just get held. And he couldn't so much as breathe without everyone giving him their full attention. Except for my mom, it was the first time for everyone to meet him so, as hard as it was for me to see all my hard work go down the drain, I just let them spoil him.

This is right when my parents got in town. My parents are just eating up being grandparents. They were all just so excited to see each other. It's a big deal that Grandma Grassmann and Grandpa Vawter could come since it's hard for them to get around. Grandpa got all set up so he could get his dialysis done while he was here.

She looks sweet but Grandma Virginia would just steal Logan away from everyone.

We celebrated 4th of July with my family. We just swam, ate, played games, and just tried to stay cool.

It was exhausting.

This little guy had lots of energy, of course.

It all caught up with him and he eventually just passed out.

Sunday Logan had his baby's blessing. All my family was there, my friend Shonda, Scott's parents, grandparents, cousin Kevin and family, and sister Stacy and family. Needless to say, we took up a few rows in the chapel. Scott was extremely nervous about the blessing but it was beautiful. We just can't get over how blessed we are to have Logan in our family.

Here's all my family that went.

Just Scott's parents and grandparents made it for the pictures.

First Timer

Logan went on his first road trip a couple weeks ago. He and I went with some of Scott's family to Huntington Beach where his sister Christi lives for her baby shower. I was so nervous about the trip because I just never know what each day is going to bring with him...sometimes he's a breeze to take care of and sometimes he can be such a stinker. Plus, I was going at it without Scott. Though I knew I'd have the help of his mom and sisters, I was still pretty stressed out about how it would all go. We'd have to stop to feed him, change him and hope that he didn't make any messes or scream during the 7 hour drive there and back. Surprisingly he was great pretty much the whole trip. The car rocked him to sleep when he was tired and he was happy when he wasn't.

He looks like he's up to something in this picture.

As long as he had his pacifier, he was happy until we could stop even when it was time for him to eat lunch.

He also had his first trip to the beach. Christi was nice enough to let us use one of her future baby's hats and Stacy was nice enough to let us use her carrier. He loved riding around downtown in his stroller and loved being able to look around in the carrier but he wasn't a huge fan of the sun or the cold wind so we're still working on his love of the beach.

We also took Logan in the pool for the first time on the 4th of July. He wasn't too sure about it at first but now he seems to really like it.

And last of all of Logan's firsts, we took him to the movies. Yep we're those people you spot in a theater and then try to find a seat as far away as possible. I was okay with giving it a try since we were going to the $2 theater so no one spent a lot to see the movie and we planned ahead so the movie would start right after feeding time and we picked the latest showing so he would hopefully go to sleep right after he ate. I was still pretty stressed about it and anytime he made a peep or even looked like he was going to make a peep I was afraid he was going to cry. Luckily he was good and pretty much slept through the whole thing. The second time we went to see Transformers with my parents and it wasn't as perfectly planned since it was a little more last minute and we went out to eat before the movie. Since it wasn't late and he's pretty much on a schedule, he ate when the movie started and then was wide awake...just like I trained him. Transformers is pretty much all action and was really loud which I thought would bother him. I had him facing me and realized he kept trying to see what we were looking at. We sat him up in our arms and he just watched the movie. He was smiling and laughing and having a good 'ol time. At the very end he fell asleep even with all the loud noises of the movie. Besides peeing all over himself in the middle of the movie, diaper's fault not his, he was a perfect angel.

Scott won tickets to the Diamondbacks game tonight so we're gonna take him to his first baseball game. Hopefully that goes just as well.

2 Months

A couple weeks ago I took Logan to his 2 month doctor appointment. He was 12 lbs 5 oz (according to a previous post I overestimated by a pound) and 22 and a half inches long. I was pretty sure he had reflux and after talking to the doctor she prescribed some medication for it. I wish I had video or even a picture of what happens when he takes this medicine because he is so pitiful it's funny. It smells pretty strong...kind of like peppermint and apparently it tastes disgusting. Logan gags every time I give it to him and has the most disgusted look on his face for about 30 minutes. The good news is it works! He no longer cries when he's eating or throws up what seems like a gallon of milk at a distance of 3 feet anymore. I just have to keep telling myself it's worth it when he's giving me that look that says "why are you torturing me" when I give it to him. He also got an immunization shot in each thigh and some sort of immunization drop in his mouth. He screamed for a little while but then he was fine and just fell asleep. We went grocery shopping and I thought he would just sleep it off but I was so wrong. A couple hours later, he was screaming. He wouldn't sleep, couldn't eat, and could only be held in one position that didn't hurt his little legs which involved me holding him on my shoulder rocking and bouncing him to stop the screaming. It was so sad and I have to admit there were times I just cried along with him. Since I didn't feel like I could go inside a store with a baby that sounded like death, I had Scott stop at the store on his way home to get some baby Tylenol . I didn't have a chance to tell him what all I was going through and, of course, this occasion happened to be a "selective hearing" day for Scott and he ended up bring home Mylicon, the medicine we normally buy Logan. Once I took care of things and got the Tylenol in Logan, he was happy and smiling again. Next time he gets shots, I will be ready.I just thought I'd post some pictures I took right around his 2 month mark. I can't believe how big and strong he's getting.

Check out that hair. He has quite the old man culdesac do.

6 weeks old

So here are some recent pictures. He smiles quite a bit but I can never seem to get pictures of him when he does. I just weighed him with me on the scale a couple days ago and he weighs about 13 lbs now. He's growing so fast. There's nothing really exciting about these pictures and no stories to go with them but I know the family in Oklahoma is looking for more recent pictures and I'm here to please the crowd.

Rise and shine. He loves to stretch.

He was really having a good time on this play mat... until he couldn't figure out how to let go of the rings. He's new at playing.Sometimes he's very mellow...and sometimes he's very crazy.

Here's what I like to call his baby bird pose. I think he's just hoping food drops right in his mouth when he does this.

The Love of My Life

I will preface this post by saying this is not for those with a weak stomach...for some it might be nauseating. Yesterday I was thinking about how blessed I am to have Scott as my husband. We just had our 2nd anniversary on May 19th and with the craziness of just having a baby I never took the time to mention how great he is. So I thought I'd dote on my amazing husband and talk a little bit about our history together.Well everything about him is literally perfect for me...no I didn't say he's perfect but Heavenly Father definitely knew what He was doing when He put us together. I actually didn't like him much when we first met because he seemed like he was "too cool" for everyone and everything. Eventually I figured out that he's actually just laid back and reserved and we became friends. We would hang out all the time, text all day at work, and talk on the phone all night...but just as friends. We would even talk to each other about dates we went on, who we were interested in, and give helpful suggestions (from the opposite sex's point of view) on how to "work it." As much as I give him a hard time about it, I will finally admit he made all the moves but, because Scott has a tendancy to be very coy and aloof, I didn't pick up on it at first. He stopped talking about other girls and kept making sure he hung out with me alone (without his roommates) though he couldn't just ask me on a date because that would be too obvious...as I said, "coy" and "aloof." He also went shopping with me, which, anyone who has gone with me knows is literally a day long event where I go to all the stores multiple times and try on the same outfits two or three times so I can ultimately make a decision and determine where I can get what looks best on me for the best value at the best price. My roommate at the time who had "suffered" (her words, not mine) through this with me before convinced me that any guy who does that and still wants to hang out afterwards is looking for more than friendship. One night we were watching a movie and Scott crossed the friendship line. He just cuddled up to me and gave me a kiss. That was it. Six months later we were married.


In addition to his obvious good looks, there are so many things that I just love about Scott. He's not like anyone I've ever met...the perfect combination of a "man's man" who loves cars, sports, and power tools and a caring, loving, sensitive man who doesn't like video games (yay). He's probably going to kill me for writing this. Anyway, he's funny, smart, dependable, respectful, hard working, organized, spiritual...everything a girl could ask for. He's an amazing husband who always helps with the cooking, cleaning and laundry. If it wasn't for him our bills wouldn't get paid, the yard and pool would be a disaster, and we would only have one email : ). That last one was kind of an inside joke. Scott's not the most romantic guy I've ever met but it's the little things that he does that I love so much. He goes grocery shopping, watches chick flicks, and gives me massages. He cares so much about making me happy and treats me like a princess. Since Logan was born he's called or texted every day to make sure we're doing ok. Almost every week I'll come home from young womens and he'll have the floor mopped or vacuumed. A couple weeks ago he found out that our TV has a feature where you can put a note on it and program it to pop up every day at a certain time. So he secretly wrote me a little love note and the next day while I was watching Ellen it popped up. It was a great surprise. He's also such an amazing dad. Once he gets home from work, he goes straight to Logan to give him a kiss and play with him. To give me a break once he gets home from work, he takes over by changing all the diapers and taking care of Logan when he gets fussy. It really is the sweetest thing to see them together. He just loves to cuddle up to his "little guy."

It's so interesting that opposites attract, or at least that's true in our case. Scott is level headed and I'm neurotic. He's responsible and I procrastinate everything. He's subtle and I'm blunt. He likes to keep things to himself and I talk about every thought and feeling. He just likes to get things done and I'm a perfectionist. That's why he's perfect for me. It's like that cliche line from that movie I've never seen, he "completes me." Even though he's much more easygoing than I am, he doesn't let me dominate everything and he keeps me in line. He makes up for what I'm lacking and helps me become better...the type of person I'm supposed to be. The few things I've mentioned really don't even do him justice. I can't put into words how much he means to me. After 2 years I never would've guessed that my love for him would grow so much. I thank God every day that He blessed me with Scott as my husband forever. Each day I fall more and more in love with him.

It never fails...

Logan always seems to have perfect timing when he does, well, practically anything. He peed on the nurse after he was born as soon as she took the blanket off him. He screams and cries right when it gets really quiet in church. He pooped on the carpet the second Scott moved the diaper to put on the new one. He spits up on me right after I put on a new clean outfit...you get the idea. Well yesterday was no exception. We had been doing laundry the past couple days and I was on the last load. Logan had just been put down for a nap so I thought it was the perfect time to put in the cover to his bounce seat since there is no place, except for maybe in my arms, that makes him happier. I was actually really excited about this because it was well overdue as his spit up was crusted all over it and, if it wasn't a necessity to keep him from crying, I would've felt guilty putting him in there. Right before he woke up, the laundry was done and I put the cover back on his seat. We were getting ready to go somewhere so I fed him, changed his diaper, and put on a new outfit. I put him in the seat for a minute while I packed up the bag and put it in the car. When I picked him up to go he, of course, had made a mess all over the perfectly clean seat and right after I put clean clothes and a clean diaper on him. Well he couldn't stop there. As I was changing his diaper...again and putting yet another clean outfit on him, he managed to pee right on me during those two seconds that "it" was not shielded. Needless to say, it was quite the ordeal getting out of the house yesterday. It never fails...he really does have perfect timing.

Poll

So I don't want to dwell on this subject as it created a rather awkward, embarrassing situation for me. But I have talked to a couple people about my previous post regarding tipping your hairdresser and it seems that everyone has a different idea of what is appropriate. So I thought I would take a poll and see what everyone thinks. Do you think you should tip? How much should you tip? Are there different rules for tipping if you go to their house than if you go to a salon? Just curious...

Accomplishments...

So I thought I'd write about what I've done this week. Though I love being home with Logan, sometimes I'll think about the day and can't come up with anything that I've done besides feeding him, changing him, and putting him to bed. I was thinking about this past week and decided there were some things that I accomplished this week. I'm thinking that by acknowledging them, I'll feel a little more productive with my time.

1. I took Logan to the doctor on monday for his one month appointment. He's now 10 lbs 15 oz and is 21 and 3/4 of an inch long. Being the neurotic, paranoid new mother that I am, I asked tons of questions like I always do about things I've been concerned about. The doctor assured me that he's perfect and that his congested nose and crying spells every time he goes potty (yeah I said potty) is completely normal. I was a little skeptical. I mean, she's not around him all the time like I am, but I figure since she's the one who went to medical school and I have absolutely no mommy training (if only there was such a thing), that I'd have to trust she knows what she's talking about.

2. I finished the book The Boy in the Striped Pajamas which is a short book and not a huge accomplishment but lately reading hasn't quite been at the top of my priority list as it once was. It was a really good book but a little predictable. We also went to the library to drop it off. Logan loves outings but it's totally out of my comfort zone with him so I'm proud of myself for just getting out with him.

3. I fancied up a bin in Logan's room and made letters to hang on his wall. I haven't done the decorating part of the nursery but when I do, hopefully soon, I'll post some pictures.

4. I got my hair done. Wahoo! It's been 4 months since I've done that so it was seriously overdue. After feeling so uncomfortable and not myself for such a long time, not to mention frumpy and just plain disgusting, it felt great. I was also informed by Scott that the exact same rules for tipping apply when you get your hair done as when you go to a restaurant. I thought you just give a few extra dollars or whatever you have in your wallet on top of the price and call it good. I know...I know. Scott is very embarrassed of me. I'm 26 and I've been getting my hair done since I was like 12 so how I never picked up on this I'll never know. Being the confrontational person that I am and trying to make ammends for the embarrassment that I am, I went back to the girl that did my hair the next day to give her a tip to cover this time and last. Hopefully word hasn't gotten around about what a cheap skate I am.

5. Went grocery shopping. We haven't been grocery shopping in 3 months so this was a pretty big deal. To be honest, grocery shopping is literally one of my least favorite things to do so I put it off until it becomes this huge, daunting task. Usually I make the list and give instructions and Scott just goes or we go together. The problem I have is ever since I figured out how to shop frugally by using the ads, coupons, and price matching, grocery shopping has become quite a chore. And since I know the amount of money I can save when I work hard at it, I can never bring myself to just go shopping and buy what I need without researching it to make sure I'm getting the best deal possible. I've always prided myself on my shopping skills. Even after I find what I'm looking for I'll go to every store just to make sure that's the best deal out there. So I should enjoy doing the same with grocery shopping but I just don't get the same rush when I find a really good deal on milk as I do when I get a great pair of stilettos. It's a really silly issue and I'm sure would not be that big of a deal if I just didn't procrastinate it. I've made a new goal, with Scott's coaxing, that I will go to the grocery store every week after the ads come out and just get what we need and what is on sale so I don't feel so overwhelmed when I finally go. Now that I've mentioned this, hopefully I'll be accountable for it.

6. Went to work to parade Logan around. Everyone's been asking about when we're coming up so we finally went. The little stinker stayed asleep the whole time but I guess it's better than being awake and cranky.

For now that's all I can think of but it's only Friday and who knows what next week has in store for us : ) Here's some pictures from this week. He's 5 weeks now.

I think babies in overalls are so cute...



but Logan isn's such a fan.