A Million May Pics

So here are some of my favorite pictures from May.


My Favorite Picture, he is 2 days old!

1 week old

Long and Skinny All bundled up

Hangin' with Dad

2 weeks old



Trying to get those Pretty Blue Eyes

Crusty Hand Socks

Sleepy Baby

Goodbye Grandpa

So, my Grandpa Johnson has not been doing very well the last couple of years. He started getting sick and just gave up. It was very sad to hear him say that he was done. This last week my mom and her siblings have decided to let him go. He was taken off of all of the medicine keeping him alive and they are just going to make him comfortable. They expect that he will not last until next week. I wondered if I should go up to SLC to say goodbye, but he isn't there anymore. It has been hard enough seeing him get so sick and out of it. I talked to him on the phone and he didn't know who I was.

The Grandpa I knew was always grumpy. He would just as soon swear at you as talk to you. He would tease me about my boyfriend in Magna from the time I took the bus going the wrong way to go to piano lessons. I had to call him and ask how to get back. I have never lived it down. He used to call me Josephine, which I would complain every time is not my name. Him and Grandma were always fighting, mostly about nothing. I learned that yelling is a good form of loving communication. He would yell at me for giving away Every smashed cheese sandwich that he made just for me. He took care of me every time I got sick and had to stay at his house, which was a lot. One year I missed a good month of school and spent every day with him. He fed me hot chocolate and popsicles for my sore throat all day long. When I was 12 he saved my life from a push pop I accidentally swallowed whole. He always accused me of forgetting to come back and give him a hug when we would come over. I would never forget. I will never forget. I love you Grumpy Grandpa.








Grandpa Johnson passed away the next morning.

Seven Things I Want

From Annie

1. A REALLY good 4 hour nap at any time during a 24 hour period
2. A shower without a crying baby at the end
3. A meal with vegetables (Josh highly dislikes them) that I do not have to cook
4. A baby that is not sick and stays clean and dry for more than a couple hours (its lucky I have tons of blankets and onesies)
5. To fit into my regular clothes so I have more to wear than 3 pairs of pants and really old t-shirts
6. The flowers in my front garden to not die because they look so pretty and make me happy (water helps when I can get out here, which is not often)
7. Something that resembles a schedule
Extra: A perfect memory so I won't forget my little guy being so little and perfect.

I tag- Lacey, Autumn, Jana, Misty, Clare

Photo Question

I cannot beleive it has almost been two weeks! I swear he is bigger already. I keep trying to get a good picture of his beautiful blue eyes and I am having troubles with it. Every one just comes out looking black, even after I edit them and add more light. We think they are changing already and getting darker. I am a little sad and really want a picture of them.

SO, the question to my photo savvy friends is: How can I get a good picture of his blue eyes with my regular digital camera and being somewhat technology-retarded?
Please, let me know!

Out of Time

Okay I have about 10 minutes to write and I don't quite know what to say.
First Baby Rome Joshua was born May 13th at 2:06 pm. He was 8lbs 4.5 ounces and 20 inches long. It was a very long a difficult labor that stalled 4 times and ended up needing all kinds of drugs to help. (There is much more I could say, but I will leave it there for this blog's sake) By the time he showed up I was just happy to be done. I love my little guy, but am surprised at my lack of happy, excited, joyful, exuberant feelings that I thought I would have. I am surprised at my total lack of feeling. I want to feel something.
Josh is great. He was really surprised that he would like being a dad. I knew it. He is really helpful and holds Rome whenever I need him to. He gets frustrated with the baby and hides it well. I don't see it, but I am a little slow lately.
I mostly feel detached and am waiting to come back down to myself and my life. I am waiting to feel that joy and attachment to my little boy that I think I am supposed to feel. Maybe it just comes slower for me, like a lot of other things in this whole process. I always knew I wanted to be a mom and I was soo excited to get there. I am just not sure how I feel yet about BEING a mom.

Josh and me looking at Rome, My big baby

His pretty blue eyes (I know you can't tell), My Mother's day present from Josh
I asked for flowers so he got me one that would not die (plus he dislikes flowers). I thought it was very sweet along with the note he wrote for me.

Belly Show

I made this little video last week. It looks funny because it is me looking down. The little guy likes to wake up at 9 or 10 at night, when I want to go to sleep, and kick and wiggle until about 11. You can see a couple pretty good ones. The first is a leg and the second is an arm. It freaks Josh out to see the little "alien" moving around in there. And don't listen to me talking. What are you supposed to say when you are videotaping your belly moving?

Baby Please!

So, the last couple of weeks have been ...
Miserable! I am so ready for this baby to show up and he is happy where he is at. I have been trying to keep myself busy and Josh has been doing his best to help and not strangle me. He has been calling in the middle of the day to make sure I am okay. (And if anything has changed or happened, which it hasn't) He is even having dreams that I am going into labor. I have to tell him to go back to sleep, nothing is happening. It is just a dream... big sigh.

We went fishing for weeds, and caught a fish, saw some baby geese,

I got some pretty toes, I built a Tank (I ran out of puzzles, what can I say)
I cleaned my whole house, finished an entire scrapbook, made cookies and brownies, finished a book and read my copy of What to Expect When You're Expecting... for the 5th time.
What else is there to do anyway?