Heggy Blog

I said that I would post soon…not so soon, but at least I’m doing it.

Here are some pictures and updates of our lives over the last couple of months:

Cash at 2 1/2 weeks. Andrew’s sister Jeni took these and did an amazing job…as always.

To keep James entertained, my parents brought over a couple of growing dinosaurs for James to take care of. They grew to six times their size in three days. Pretty fascinating. James thought so.

Here he is playing with his new pets…until he accidentally ripped the head off of the yellow one. Oops.

Andrew worked long and hard refinishing James’s bed. I think it turned out so good. I think it’s a step up from the mattress on the floor .

And I also just love his quilt. I looked and looked for just the right thing and I couldn’t be happier with what we decided on. Cute, eh? I’m pretty much in love with his bed.

O.K. I’m totally embarrassed to admit this, but we FINALLY got rid of the binky…the beloved binky. We had gotten rid of it when James was 14 months old for two whole weeks, but then James got pretty sick and that was the only thing that would give him comfort and us some sanity. While he only had it primarily at naps and nighttime for the last year and a half, we couldn’t find a good time to get rid of it…with our two moves, the potty training (which took priority), and the baby. So, no more excuses…it was time to say good-bye.

James loved cutting it up. I didn’t know why wasn’t more emotional about it, until we were all done and he said “now let’s fix it!”. I kind of felt bad when I told him it was now garbage. It was like I tricked him into destroying it so we’d have to throw it away. We had talked for weeks about giving his binki to the garbage truck and he was excited about that…even if he didn’t know it meant he would never see it again. We went to the store the next day and picked out a new car and a Buzz Lightyear toy as his prize…which kind of made up for it.

Adieu.

We visited the Pleasant Grove Fire Department at a breakfast fundraiser they held one Saturday morning…mostly to support a friend who’s a firefighter in that department. James loved the firetrucks until some kid honked one while he was in back and scared him.

Blessed Cash June 6th. It was a beautiful day and a beautiful blessing.

Naps are almost non-existent these days…for all of us but Cash. It’s all gone downhill now that James doesn’t have his little friend (the binky). He still isn’t ready to go without them, even though he won’t take them. So, I’ll often find him sleeping in strange places.

Poor tired guy.

And here’s Cash getting bigger and bigger! What a sweet little face.

Until next time.

From the beginning of my pregnancy Andrew has joked about how I would have my baby on the freeway on our way to the hospital because I was going to deliver at Utah Valley (because I didn’t want to change doctors), and we now live in South Jordan. Of course the thought terrified me but I was pretty sure I would be smart enough to go to the hospital early enough…

Story of the labor and delivery: I woke up from a nice long nap Sunday afternoon around 3:45 and started having contractions. I had had some uncomfortable contraction on a few other occasions, as early as 35 weeks along, that had five minutes apart for 2-3 hours, but they eventually went away after relaxing. So these didn’t alarm me. Andrew suggested we at least take our bag with us in case we needed to go (which I only partially packed because I was so sure we wouldn’t be going). We then went to my parents’ house for dinner. On our way there they were gradually getting worse. I still thought it was the position I was sitting in and that I wasn’t relaxing enough. They were getting closer together and Andrew was insisting we go. I hadn’t been in labor for very long and thought I had plenty of time to wait a little longer before rushing to the hospital. I don’t really know what I was thinking. At about 6:00 I decided we had to go because the pain was getting much worse. We left James with my parents and rushed to the hospital, which was still about 20 minutes away. The contractions were so strong at this point that I was pushing with each one. I was so scared that we weren’t going to make it and kept thinking about how Andrew had joked about this very thing happening. As we pulled into the front of the hospital I could literally feel myself pushing something out…luckily it wasn’t the baby’s head; had my water broken, it probably would have been. Andrew put me in a wheelchair and we made it to labor and delivery. They hurried to get me started on  antibiotics for Group B strep, which you are supposed to have at least four hours before delivery. The nurse checked me and I was complete and ready to go (obviously, since I had been pushing). They called my doctor but he didn’t think he was going to make it. I asked for an epidural even though they said it wouldn’t take away all of the pain. I was glad I did because I was able to hold on long enough for the doctor to arrive and it gave the antibiotics more time to get into my system. I could definitely still feel pain, but it was nothing compared to what I had already been through. After four sets of pushes baby Cash was here!

April 18, 2010, 7:12pm. 6 lbs. 14 oz. 18.5 inches long.

Our first family picture

My mom gave me this cute hat for him as we were leaving to go to the hospital.

He kept his arms in front of his face like this, and when we tried to get him to move, he flipped over completely.

So we got this shot. Still cute though.

And I’m measuring a week ahead! I measured small with James and he still came early. We may have an April baby (fingers crossed!).

A few weeks ago Andrew and James made a snowman. It was the first time James had ever really played in the snow, and he loved it!

Making the snowman’s head.

James is saying “Cheeeeese!” in this picture…though his face shows no sign of smiling.

I look like I’m the one saying “cheese.” The pained look is because of the blinding sun. Ouch!

We gave him a face made of rocks, twiggy arms, and twiggy hair.

This picture isn’t very good, but you can definitely see the baby bump. This was two weeks ago (at 17 weeks).

I’m so grateful for the boys in my life.

I have a husband who makes me laugh–especially when he grows nasty mustaches and takes creepy pictures like this one.

Oh, how I love him!

And a son who also makes me laugh–like when he pokes his head between a stranger’s legs, hiding behind him multiple times even though there were a lot of other strangers to hide behind (or in between, in this case). We were in Moab and he bonded with this German man who didn’t speak any English but was happy to let James invade his personal space.

And I especially love the cute bond that these two boys share. I love watching them play together.

James taking the wheel.

Sometimes James likes to follow his daddy…

but usually he likes to take the lead.

And he really loves to run with him!

Luckily, Andrew’s still faster!