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Our Trial Day

Well, we came home from the hospital on Tuesday and David took the week off from school to help out. We are unable to have family in town until this coming Monday, so I am really glad David has been around to help with our adjustments to a family of four. Things are going well. Addie came out of her cacoon last night just in time for our bed time. She pretty much decided that as long as there wasn't any milk, she didn't want to be awake. So as soon as it came she wanted milk for about four straight hours while she enjoyed the world around her. Hopefully we'll help her figure out day and night soon! We go to the doctor at 11:30 today and I think all will be well. David has resumed a trial day of studying beginning at 9:00 this morning, so I am getting a chance to attempt the role of mom of two with help just a holler away in the basement. So far so good. I got a shower. A big accomplishment I suppose. Wyatt has clothes on and I think we are ready for the doctor already. Addie had a good hour of wakefulness this morning and has been napping. She'll eat soon and then we'll be off to the doctors where Wyatt proudly will introduce Addie to Dr. Birmingham. I suppose the first hour of my trial day is actually not off to a bad start considering I was able to write this post. I hope the rest is the same way, but I am expecting some hurdles. Hopefully tonight we will post some new pictures. Until then, pray the day goes well!

Wyatt meets Addie

Wyatt went to see Addie last night at the hospital. Mom and Addie were on the bed when we came in and after a few jumps to show off, Wyatt is quite a jumper now, he said, "I want up. I want to hold Addie." Notice the big smile on the big brother. Heather and Addie come home today. I am leaving in a few minutes to pick them up from the Hospital.

Couple of Pics for the Family

Adelaide Grace is Born

Addie and mom are healthy and doing well. Addie was born Nov. 5 at 9:34pm. She is 6lbs 12oz. and 19.5in. long.

Great Grandma Adelaide

Our little Adelaide is named after Heather's grandmother on her father's side.

Did she really give birth 12 hours ago?

How beautiful is my wife? Does she look like she gave birth to our second child 12 hours ago? I might have to look into this. She might be a mutant. You know, the superhero kind with special powers. I've always suspected.

Joys of a Summer Baby

Now I know the title of this entry seems a little contradictary for all who have had a summer birth. However, after having a summer birth already and now being 38 weeks pregnant in November, I am beginning to think heat isn't such a bad thing. For starters, you don't have to wear a lot of clothes. It seems that even though it is fall, I am burning up at any given point during the day unless I go outside in which case I am then freezing! Second, in your state of hugeness those maternity sweaters and such items that can keep you warm look awful regardless of how much weight you've gained. Finally, the biggest benefit to a summer baby...flip flops. Who knew that socks and shoes would be my arch enemy. I really don't think I can reach my feet without much pain on a good day, but then on those dreaded days of afternoon heartburn bending over becomes...well, let's just say impossible!

Man's Best Friend

Wyatt loves to play with "the kids" as he calls our young neighbor friends. As fall/winter temperatures arrive and the weather is chillier, I have fallen victim to wanting to stay in my warm cozy house all day long. Fine for me, boring for a kid. So on the occasion that I can't muster up the desire to get outside, Wyatt relies solely on his best friend "dog, dog" to be his playmate. I'll open up the back porch slider and he and Sierra will play outside. Sierra lasts about as long as any good dog would put up with torturing from a two year old. However, when she's ready to come in we end up with a very lonely boy. Wyatt will follow her around the house and order her to come outside again, "dog, dog sit outside...dog, dog sit outside!" They seem to have developed quite the love-hate relationship.

Yesterday, it seems I got roped in to a trip outside in 45 degree weather. Here are a few pictures from our adventures in the leaves.

Technology for Today

It seems that our parents are becoming hip youngsters in 2006. David was able to get a laptop for school this summer thanks to a generous supporter. He bought a mac. He has been a fan for a while and had some great experiences with it at the last church where he worked. We never owned one personally but knew that we would by one for our next computer which just so happened to be this summer. We are forever greatful. The even better news is that we have somehow turned our parents on to macs as well. It certainly helps to have grandchildren to persuade them of these things too. The laptop we bought has the capability to video chat...basically meaning we see and talk to each other live on the computer. Now of coarse no one really cared to video chat with just David and me, but they sure want to see Wyatt and lest we forget Sierra too.

David's mom and Bob bought one a month or so ago. Wyatt has seemingly lost all interest in talking to Grandma and Papa, Patch or Kev on the phone. He now says he wants to talk to them on the "puter". So, the family gets to see Wyatt in action which has been a tremendous amount of fun...and of coarse, not so fun for me, as I am constantly asked by all to give a glorious pregnant profile (maybe fun at twenty weeks...not 38). So, my parents have also purchased a mac laptop, and we too are video chatting. Meemaw, Papa, Teetee, Buncle, Mama Flo, and Papa Rudy all got to chat with us this weekend. Technology doesn't come without its glitches though. We seemed to have a little trouble last night connecting with Meemaw and Papa and Teetee, but we'll get it worked out soon.

Now the best part of all, Grandma and Papa from Ohio and Meemaw and Papa in California (all paying for these fine machines)...I hate to burst your bubble but Wyatt seems only to think, ask for, or talk about his one very short interaction video chatting with Teetee (who doesn't own and hasn't payed anything torwards a computer)! Somehow, in Wyatt's eyes, Teetee can't be beat when it comes to family! At times, even I, the one who gave birth to him, can run a distant second.

We love to see and talk to you all!

Seems like Forever

We are getting a lot of practice on patience and waiting around here. The baby is due in two and a have weeks, but somehow I seem to think she is coming earlier. Wyatt was born 14 days early, so it seems that I have convinced myself that she can't be born on or after her due date. Probably a bad idea to think so positively, but what is one to do in these last days? I have now been dialated to 3cm for ten days and am 50% effaced. Conditions really don't get a tremendous amount more primed for a baby to be born...but just not ours! Each day I wake up I seem to get more things done in preparation for her arrival. Of coarse, the general prep is done. If she came today, we have our plan for Wyatt and all the baby stuff together. I even have a bag pretty well packed this time. The neighbors are waiting for our call to take Wyatt and his bag is packed too. We are all ready. Everyone but the main attraction apparently.

I've been telling myself as I accomplish a task that I thought I'd get around to after the baby was born that God just must have been giving me this one extra day to make things even less stressful than they could be. But how much laundry can be done? How many times do the sheets need washing?

And, the question David really wants answered is how many more desserts will he be forced to exercise self control in before this baby pops out. The poor man can only take so much. I know it sounds wierd for a man to not want dessert but I have tortured him too much over the years. I'm the baker and he's the eater. By the time I'm done baking, I don't want to eat. But David hates turning away anything sweet and hot out of the oven.

I am at the point where I can't find many other things to prepare before she comes. So I suppose I need to just sit back and wait. And all who know me know that this is probably the hardest thing for me to do. As a young child, I couldn't wait to eat our new food from the grocery store until we got home. I had to try something in the car on the way home. To this day as an adult, I still have to try something on the way home. Patience is not my virtue. I suppose God decided that after 28 years of impatience, it is time for me to learn!