Happy Birthday Isaac

Seriously, already.

Isaac is one.

He is too big.

Tear.

I obviously have to take a few minutes and mention a few things about our little birthday party for Bubba.

On the 16th, we had a little get together with close friends and family. Thanks to everyone for coming. It means so much to me. Yeah, we had a nice little BBQ with fruity drinks, cheesecake, and delicious cakepops (if I don't say so myself). 

I decided that since Isaac was an Elmo fan, we would have a slightly themed party. 

I made Isaac wear matching colors for his party. 

We had red and orange balloons and streamers. 

Red flowery pom poms hanging from the ceiling. 

Our orange/yellow colored fruity drink, pineapple something, had strawberries and oranges floating in it. 

A nice orange and red polka dotted table cloth... 

So cute. 

Can you picture it?

The streamers are actually still hanging, I'm not tall enough to take them down. 

I made Elmo straws and Elmo cake pops. 

Aside from that and the colors, that was what I considered Elmo themed. I wanted to go way more overboard, but in the back of my mind I remembered that I didn't remember a thing about my first birthday. My parents remind me that it was expensive. 

Regardless of how much Isaac remembers. It was a nice to celebrate Isaac's birthday with people we loved. He got wonderful gifts that he absolutely loves. Seriously every single one he plays with every single day. 

I still need to track some photos that were taken by other people but enjoy the few I did have

Twelve Months

Age: 12 Months

Height: 30 1/2 inches (officially)

Weight: 23 lbs 14 ounces (officially)

Oh my goodness. One whole year.

I can't believe that my Isaac is a year old now. He was so little when we brought him home. Now he is this big baby.

Well at twelve months we have six teeth. I don't see any others trying to pop up, but he really doesn't like you looking in his mouth. With those six teeth he eats just about everything. He loves pickles and strawberries. He eats sandwiches, cheese, apples, bananas, lots of chicken. He is a chicken kid for sure. He is also obsessed with french fries (which apparently I am too, with this pregnancy). He loves his sippy. Actually he only loves the cheap Gladware-ish ones. He usually refuses to use one of the real hard plastic leak proof ones. We are working on using utensils. 

He was really sick for a few days. Massive fevers that had me totally stressed out. I took him to the doctor, twice. He got a rash and everything. So in conclusion, it was something viral. I am actually thinking that he might have some issues with Ibuprofen... Hence the rash? 

We had him on whole milk for a bit, slowly working it into his diet by mixing it with his formula. We had a few days where he was on just whole milk. Anyways I noticed him totally change. He was a miserable child. He would scream every time he woke up, even in the middle of the night. He wasn't eating much. He was super clingy. Horrible poopy diapers. It was a very difficult few days dealing with him. I kept trying to think what would be wrong with him, he was totally not himself. Then I decided to try putting him back on formula. His milk was the only that was different since the major attitude change happened. Literally the next day he was back to normal. So we are going to try different forms of dairy and see if he has any sort of reaction to any of it. Kids can be sensitive to milk, lactose intolerant, or have an allergy to milk protein. I've done some looking into it, very little so far, but I don't think he has an allergy. We'll see.

Issac started walking at eleven and half months. That is when he started taking steps. He is getting better at it every day now. He likes walking around with your finger though. He thinks he can walk up and down the stairs. Seeing a baby walk is so strange. They are so little. It's too cute.

And finally to wrap up our twelve month stats, Bubba is talking. He's been saying things like dada and mama for the past two months, but it seams like he started walking and talking all at the same time. He says go away. It totally makes me laugh. Brett and I obviously say this to the dogs, more particularly Emma, too often. He also says that, no, tap tap tap, go, boat, vroom, good, sippy, and dog. Obviously these words aren't crystal clear, but he knows them and we know them.

So big.

Eleven Months

Age: 11 month

(I have slacked off again on measuring him)

Wow. We are up to five teeth. I won't go into any sort of detail about the crazy poops we had to go through to get to five teeth. And I won't tell you how his poop squished out when he sat down on the floor. Leaving me no choice but to cut off his Onesie and give my child that was covered from head to toe in runny yellow poop a bath.

We still aren't walking, but we do stand on a regular basis. Isaac has started doing all sorts of things now though. He likes to do hand motions to some of the songs we sing. He has learned to climb. On the bed off the bed. He gets up and down the stairs with no problem, the couch, chairs, you name it. Not in and out of the crib though. Let's hope he doesn't figure that one out any time soon.

He loves music, which makes Brett and I so happy. He has amazing rhythm for a baby. He keeps beats and dances to songs. His favorite is Another One Bites the Dust.

Isaac is cruising along everything now. So he is always trying to see what you are doing. He will steal the remote from you. Or take your phone. Pencil, food... 

He is eating so much now. We are in a full breakfast, lunch, and dinner schedule. I have been on Pinterest stealing people's snack time ideas hoping to expand Isaac's pallet. I packed up all the bottles. He wasn't drinking more than three bottles a day and I decided that it was time to move on to a sippy cup. So far everything has been good. I am hoping when we finally make the switch to real milk he will actually drink it. I can't image formula is amazing or anything.

Up next, one year.

Ten Months

Age: 10 months

(I have slacked off on measuring him)

I swear out of nowhere my kid has grown up. It seems like he got teeth and stopped being a baby. He now has two teeth. I am not so excited for more to come though. Here is why. Poop. About two days prior to a tooth breaking his gums, Isaac has the worst runny poop ever. It makes messes. Gross. 

Isaac is now able to eat more solid food, so he decided that he is over baby food and formula. This means that he eats a lot. As far as what we have tried he likes it all.

He has gotten attached to things. He has this fluffy white stuffed animal puppy that he absolutely loves. We call him Ninja Puppy. He is  always being drug around the house. He also has gotten hooked on Elmo. His cousin Addy came for a visit and she loves Elmo. So now Isaac does too. He has a singing Elmo toy that he often sleeps with. Then there is the blanky thing. I have this controlled to just sleeping and car rides, though.

I finally got myself into a bedtime routine. Yes I said myself. In the past Isaac would fall asleep watching TV with me or it would be late enough that he started rubbing his eyes. Now I have a bed time set for Isaac. I stay up pretty late and as long as he is happy I usually don't mind that he is up. But I usually put him down for bed between 8:30 and 9:30PM. Prior to bed time. We brush teeth, read a story, and say prayers. I love this. I didn't think that I would like the whole routine thing, but I really do enjoy it.

And to wrap this month up... Isaac is using his walker like a pro, but he is still too chicken to actually walk on his own. He claps for everything. If he hears people clapping, he starts clapping too. He likes being outside and crawling around in the grass and he likes to eat rocks.

The end.

Conversations with Isaac

I talk to myself sometimes. Actually a lot. And the only reason why I am admitting this on the world wide web... is because I know there is at least one person out there that talks to themselves too. Just so we are clear though, I talk to myself in the "I like to think out loud" way. I mean I don't sit there and have a conversation with myself, answering back with ooos and awwws.

Now that that is cleared up, I do often talk to Isaac and for Isaac. And when he sometimes responds with his baby jabber I pretend like I know exactly what he is saying. For example, if we are in the car and he wakes up from a little nap with a few syllables voiced in my direction, I will often respond with something like this, "We are on our way to Grandma's house." This is obviously assuming that his syllables translated to, "Where the heck are we going mom?"

It is possible that admitting this information makes me a bit crazy. Or it just means that I am an awesome mother. I will now finish my rambling and get on with the more meaningful content of this post. 

"Hey Bubba. I know you really like playing with power cords, but you really aren't supposed to be doing that. Besides I need your attention. I have to tell you something super cool."

"Mom, I'm busy."

"Yep, I need that power cord now. Thanks."

"Mom, what is so super cool that I have to give up potential electrical shock for?"

"Look Isaac."

"Mom, seriously. What's this?"

"Bubba, do you remember when I told you on Thanksgiving that you were going to be a big brother?"

"I thought that was a joke."

"Well, you are going to have a little brother. But don't worry you'll still get some attention. You won't have a little brother ruining your first birthday or anything. He won't be here until July."

Nine Months

Age: 9 months

Height: 29 1/2 inches (officially)

Weight: 22 pounds 6 ounces (officially)

I am so proud of my little guy. He is getting so big and learning so much. He finally got a tooth in. Just one. But it is there! We have seriously had swollen gums for the past four or five months, but no teeth. It's funny to hear the occasional crunch when he actually gets to use his tiny tooth. He loves to brush it. He has a baby tooth brush and this training tooth brush that's all rubber. Yeah, enough about teeth.

He is a wonderful kiss giver. He usually gives you a few kisses when you ask, and occasionally he will just get in your face and give them freely. I love them. It has got to be my favorite thing in the world. He plays peek-a-boo all on his own now. Usually it is with a door. He'll sit on the floor and play with you while you are on the computer. Sometimes he plays with a blanket or his hands, but those options usually don't cover his face.

Isaac is standing now. He knows he can do it, but he looks so unsure of himself when he realizes what he is doing. He moves along furniture quickly and has no problem getting from the coffee table to the couch, via stand and lean.

He loves visiting with people. He knows faces he sees on a regular basis. Family and so on. He gets excited when he sees them. 

We've packed up all the nine month clothes. He is wearing the 12 month stuff and I need to pull out the 18 month stuff. We also had to invest in a new car seat. Our infant seat has a max weight of twenty two pounds. So now we have this giant seat in the car, which according to Brett, Isaac hates it.

That's about all. 

Eight Months

Age: 8 months

Height: 28 3/4 inches (unofficially)

Weight: 20 pounds (unofficially)

Seriously these months just blow on by. At eight months Isaac is doing pretty much the same as he was at seven months. I am just going to assume that this means by nine months he'll have some sort of growth spurt or learn how to do back flips. Something amazing.

For now he is pretty much the same size. His sleeping schedule is totally out of whack due to the insane holiday season. So we stay up very late and watch a lot of TV. He is eating everything, without any teeth. None. We call him Toothless now, he's watched How to Train Your Dragon a few times. He also has learned how to crawl the stairs, and quickly too.

So yeah.

Crazy Christmas

My goodness. We had another crazy, all go, non-stop, up past our bedtimes Christmas. Wow, it really wore me out this year. Between Brett having to work and having family in town we were hardly home. 

Brett's grandparents and Casey came to visit this year. We had lots of lunches and spent a lot of time playing on Brett's new XBox with Casey and Brooke.

Brett and I had our Christmas dinner the Wednesday before. We got everything ready during the day, then I went to work for a few appointments and raced home. Because the day was so crazy, we served soup instead of the usual ham and giant sides. Alec came with Troy and Christina this year. It is always so hard to find a day that works for everyone.

On Christmas Eve, we had the usual Day Family dinner. We ate out at Bucca Di Beppo. It's this fabulous Italian restaurant that serves giant plates of food. Brett had to work after dinner so I spent time with my dad's family. They are always good for the jokes and the teasing.

Christmas day was busy as well. We spent our morning opening presents. Isaac enjoyed eating the wrapping paper. We had a light breakfast at my mom's house and opened presents with them too. We crashed for an hour before heading over to Brett's parent's house. We opened presents. Which always takes a long time. I ate lots of M&Ms during this time. When lunch/dinner rolled around, I ended up getting sick from to OD of chocolate. Seriously I ate most of the three pound bag. I am sure I have brought shame to the chocolate eating Day family.

Later in the evening Brett left for work and went back to spend some more time with my parents and eventually we all made it to bed. 

So people, who else has a crazy Christmas? I decided that next  Christmas, I will be out of town. Yeah.

Seven Months

Age: 7 months

Height: 28 1/2 inches (unofficially)

Weight: 19 pounds 16 ounces (unofficially)

Isaac is doing pretty good. He is so happy with crawling. He is very good at it now. He can get pretty much anywhere. He is pulling himself up on his feet now too. He will stand there and play, then get down and move on to the next interesting thing. His sitting is perfect. He can usually get himself from laying down to sitting without rolling over.

He is finally up to drinking eight ounces at a time. We wasted so much formula thinking he wanted more to drink, but he would just shake the bottle around for something to do. He loves eating though. 

Isaac and the dogs are getting along now that he is crawling. They let him "pet" him as long as they get a lick or two in. I find this disgusting and try to prevent the lickage as often as possible. But the dogs like him which is good. I still watch them carefully though, I can't completely trust them to be nice to each other.

Isaac is in 9-12 months baby clothes. I am just blown away by that.

He knows a few games with help for the hand motions. He likes to chew on strings and cords, actually everything. Isaac also got a haircut, yes he is adorable.

Halloween, Almost a Month Ago...

I have very fond memories of Halloween as a child. I owe this to my mother. This holiday was her favorite. She enjoyed making us our costumes. I remember some of my favorites, the Wicked Witch of the West and Glenda the Good Witch from the Wizard of Oz, Ezma from Emperor's New Groove, Curella from 101 Dalmations, a Hawaiian hula dancer, a scarecrow... She is a pro when it comes to costumes. 

Since I am kinda an adult now, I can't really get away with the super cute Glenda the Good Witch, which did win me a prize at the Fiesta Mall when I was very little. 

Moving on from that small tangent, I was so excited when my mom agreed to make Isaac's costume. He was a hotdog. She did a fantastic job. She crocheted the hotdog parts, tying both ends of to look like a fat sausage. She even added ketchup and mustard across his belly and garnished his neck with a relish bow tie. She made his bun by sanding and painting foam. 

Isaac wore it all night long. He was a champ to put up with it. Since he won't remember any of this torture I am happy he was happy, since this whole ordeal was mostly for my pleasure.

Anyways, here are a few pictures. We found so ketchup and mustard trick-o-treaters that agreed to picture. Isaac was passed around all night while we were at a neighborhood party. Eventually we called it a night after finding out that he wiggled his socks off. It was a wonderful first Halloween.

Six Months

Age: 6 months
Height: 28 inches
Weight: 19 pounds 11 ounces

Six months! Holy cow...

Well, let me start by saying that this little boy is getting around everywhere now. He started crawling right at six months, right after we got back from visiting Krista and her family. He gets around quickly too, especially if there is something he wants. I have had to start moving things around and unplugging things like the lamp on the end table, so it doesn't end up on his head. Just the other day he made it though the entire family room and around the kitchen island several times. I love it, for now. When he gets better I will probably be wishing he would stay in one place. He is sitting up too, he doesn't perform this function as well as he crawls, but I figure that he would rather crawl than sit.

Since Isaac is crawling around, he obviously needs his own things to get into. He has a small collection of baby toys. Small things that make noise or have bright colors. I like watching him touch these things. He likes to find other things that have different textures too. He pats them to see what noise they make, then of course he likes to find out how they taste.

He is eating so well too. I often give him a taste of whatever we are eating. He mashes it around then makes this piggy noise when he really likes something. I recently found the pouch baby food products, the ones that you either squeeze or suck on. They are great for on the go and he seems to like those too. And did you know that they make something similar to Cheetos for babies... They are fabulous. He likes to feed himself those, as well as puffs and the freeze dried yogurt things.

He is a smart baby. He definitely knows who mom and dad are now. It makes me happy to see him want me when he is in someone else's arms. I love him so much and am so excited to see him to continue to grow.

Mom of the Year

I decided to apply for mom of the year. Here is my photo submission. While I was gardening I let my kid eat dirt. Oops. Any votes would be greatly appreciated.

Five Months

Age: 5 months
Height: 26 inches (unofficially)
Weight: 19 pounds 8 ounces (unofficially)

I am amazed each month when I sit down to brag blog about what Isaac has been doing the past month. He is learning so quickly. I'm going to wake up one day and out of nowhere he will be all grown up.

Isaac can roll over now. He is semi-mobile. He rolls around over and over and over... I laugh a little when I come back to find him six feet from where I left him. I won't be laughing soon when he is getting into things and terrorizing the dogs. Which will be very soon. Isaac recently got up on his hands and knees. At first he would just roll back over. But now he gets up on his hands and knees and starts to rock back and forth. He can't sit up yet though. So maybe soon.

Sleeping is 100% back to normal, just in time for the eastern time zone to mess it up again (Isaac and are headed back to visit the kiddos).

He can hold his own bottle! This makes life a bit easier. It takes him forever to finish a bottle though. He likes to play with it. Pop it in, pop it out. He tries to see if he can drink it on his side. Or maybe on his stomach. Maybe I should try some sippy cups. When are you supposed to start doing that?

He is a champ at solids! Loves everything I give him. Especially peas!

Isaac likes things now. Anything. His hands and mouth act like positive and negative magnets. He takes a quick peak at what he has found and then he decides to see how it tastes. He loves his Sophie Giraffe. He likes to make her squeak now. Then there is Mr. Froggy. I often find poor Mr. Froggy depantsed. And... if you decide that Isaac has something he shouldn't, he gets very mad when you take it away.

I can already tell that he is going to be a stubborn child. Which should be no surprise to anyone.

His eyes seem to have stopped changing. When he was born they were a dark slate blue kind of color. Now they are a lighter brown with a bit of a green undertone. His hair is a different story though. It was dark like mine when he was born. And everyday, I swear, it is getting lighter. Ever seen a naturally blonde mexican? I've seen one... But he doesn't look mexican.

So. Shall we take bets for next month? Who thinks he'll be sitting up and who thinks he will be crawling?

I Could Love Washington DC/Virginia

I decided that there is room in my heart for Washington DC/Virginia. The weather in September is so nice. Unless of course there is a tropical storm blowing through. Then your hair curls with the humidity and all major freeways start to flood.

I can make some room for all the cute front doors Virginia residents have. I can make room for all the nostalgic downtown wherevers. There is room for the wonderfully green crabgrass lawns and the colorful roadsides. There is room in my heart for the east coast, not much, but some.

It has been a month since Brett, Isaac, I got back from visiting Krista and her family. I miss them so much. It was a nice low key vacation where we never had to be anywhere. We woke up when we wanted and went to bed way past our bed times. We went wherever, ate whatever, did whatever.

We took a red eye flight out to Baltimore. I was seriously stressing about this vacation from the moment we booked our flight. I was taking a baby on an airplane. If flying isn't complicated enough, I was going to have a lap child. I asked over and over for the best tips for flying with an infant. I packed as many carryon items for Isaac as I could. I mean a million things could go wrong. Blown out diaper, screaming child, running out of formula... Of course I stressed for nothing. Isaac slept the whole way there and was just as easy on the way back. Only once was I not able to get a seat for him.

Like I said we pretty much did whatever while we were there. With five kids, four of which belong to Krista, anywhere we went was a bit chaotic, but we managed to get around.  Since we did the touristy thing the last time we were in DC, we only went to the National Mall once. We parked right in front of the National Archives building and saw the Declaration of Independence, the Bill of Rights, and the Constitution. It was quick and cool. 

We went to Georgetown Cupcake. Twice. Don't judge, we like to eat. Our first time was in the rain with four kids. Isaac barfed on their floor like three times. I felt so bad. Then while we were waiting for our cupcakes the rest of the kiddos had a melt down. Which is normal, but crazy. If you ever go to DC just visit Georgetown Cupcake. The cupcakes are a bit expensive, but they are so good. After eating sweets we ran to Chipotle in the rain. Where Isaac lost his only binky. I had a melt down of my own and made Brett go back and find it. Life without a binky is not something I would like to experience.

Of course we had to have a night out without the kids. Thanks go out to Krista's babysitters. Because of them we were able to make it to the Washington DC Temple. When I was little I always thought that this temple looked like a hospital. The thing is huge and so pretty. I love how each temple is so different. Even inside, they are so similar yet so individual too. It was fantastic. We also enjoyed a yummy Cheesecake Factory meal following a session. And then more Georgetown Cupcake for dessert.

Krista found some baseball tickets on Groupon. We took the metro to a National's game. I don't know who was playing. I just like to go so I can people watch. It was actually my third baseball park. Each park is so cool. We took all the kids and fed them popcorn and cotton candy. Then got back on the metro and headed home. Getting on and off the metro with five kids is crazy. I can't wait for teleportation.

(The image is small cause my hair looked bad)

(I love his t-shirt)

(We love Aunt Krista)

Poor Andy missed out on some of our trips around town. He had to work while we were there. But, we did get to see him play his trumpet. He participated in the Spirit of America show. It was pretty cool. Lots of music and some US history. At the beginning of the show they fired off a canon. Then they kept doing it throughout the show. The kids didn't like that so much. Lots of crying involved.

Krista forced me to paint Addy's bedroom. Okay, I pretty much begged her to let me paint it. She had some ideas for a cute little girl nursery and I was all for it. We got Andy on board with the plans and I made Brett help me spend his vacation with a paint brush and power tools. Check out my project blog for the details on that. It came out so good. It was time well spent.

(Just a sample of the finished look)

The rest of our time we spent eating. Brett and I went to Noodles and Company three times. They have fantastic macaroni and cheese. We had lots of chocolate. Lots of soda. I had lots and lots of soda. 

Isaac got to spend time with is cousins. I can't wait for him to get big enough to play with Addy and the boys. We were so exhausted each day but we had so much fun.

(Isaac beating up Addy)

(One)

(Two)

(Three)

It was a fantastic vacation. So good that when we left I told Brett. I could handle being in the DC area if I had do. I could even handle it if I had to be there forever. Maybe. I'm not saying anything big like we are moving. I am just saying I could love Washington DC/Virginia.

Four Months

Age: 4 months

Height: 25 1/2 inches (unofficially)

Weight: 18 pounds (unofficially)

My child is huge. According to most men, after hearing his weight and height percentiles, Isaac will be a linebacker someday.

Isaac is sleeping normally, kind of. We visited Krista and her family in Washington DC and it messed up his sleeping schedule. So as of late, he has been a little grumpy. 

My baby boy is eating solids now! Yippe! I think I was more excited about this than I should be. He has liked everything we have given him so far except for carrots and rice cereal. But they were gross anyways. I can't wait for the good stuff like pizza and Chipotle.

Isaac has discovered his own spit. So on top of being a drool bucket to begin with, he makes spit bubbles. It makes for very wet kisses. He giggles now too. Constantly. All day long. It has to be the best sound in the world. I love making him laugh. I love seeing him happy. He is such a happy baby.

Three Months

Age: 3 months

Height: 25 inches (unofficially)

Weight: 16 pounds (unofficially)

Babies are so little. It is crazy because they learn and grow so fast. Of course like any mom, I love to watch my baby learn new things. However, according to my husband, I am teaching my baby Isaac bad manners. Apparently teaching Isaac to stick his tongue out is considered rude. Oh well.

He is learning others things too though. When I walk into his room at 7:00 AM, I am usually saying something along the lines of good morning, and he turns his heard towards my voice. It makes me feel all tingly inside. He also loves to have conversations. The baby talk lasts forever now. It used to happen every now and then, but if he wants your attention he knows to start with the "a goos" and the "moos." The smiles come regularly now too.

He is an excellent sitter in your lap. He can sit on his own with some support and his newest endeavor is trying to pull himself up into sitting position. This is usually associated with a few toots.

The last biggest development is his control of those crazy spaztastic arms and hands. He has always loved to munch on his hands in attempt to find his thumb and now he can find it almost instantly. However, he prefers his binky. He can also bring his hands together, intertwine his fingers, and then tap his fingers against eachother. My brother referred to it as the evil mad scientist grip.

I am seriously blessed to have such an easy baby. He is now sleeping through the night, which means I am back to decent sleeping habits and that makes for a happy mommy. He is still barfing a bit after taking a bottle. Actually, I think we go through every burp rag and receiving blanket we have in two days. Lots of laundry.

With him getting so big I have been packing away all the newborn sizes and dressing him in three month clothes for a few weeks now. Did I mention I have a fantastic client from work named Heather? I do. She is amazing. She recently passed on to me ten boxes of baby boy clothes. Thanks Heather.

Anyways. We are looking forward to next month. Isaac will have his first plane ride, meet his cousins, and move on to baby food.

Family = Happiness

Enough said.

Two Months

Age: 2 months
Height: 23 inches
Weight: 12 pounds 9 ounces

My baby is so squishy! His cheeks and his thighs. I love to munch on them, especially when it makes him smile. Isaac is sleeping very well now. He is still getting up once for a quick bottle, but he goes right back to sleep.

He is in this funky spit up stage. Almost after every bottle he is letting something back up. At first we thought it was cause we were feeding him too much each time, but I think it is just more of a chugging thing. The doctor suggested feeding him more often, but we were getting the same results. Kinda lost on on that one.

Isaac is so strong. At his last appointment his doctor said he was holding his head up like a four month old! I was very impressed with my kid. He has great control of that giant head. He loves sitting up and watching what is going on, and even loves to try standing in your lap.

And finally, Isaac smiles and talks now. Well, baby talks, but it is so stinkin' cute. He loves listening to songs we sing to him, especially the Hockey Pockey, and he loves when you make the chugga chugga choo choo train sounds.

That's it for two months.

Isaac Marciano Day

My baby boy is almost two months old and even though two months is nothing compared to my 23 years of life, I can't imagine life without Isaac.

We had Isaac blessed at church this past Sunday. I am so thankful for the family and friends that showed up to this occasion to support our little family. You have no idea how much that means to me. Knowing that you guys are behind us makes me confident that Brett and I can be good parents. And, when we make mistakes and need help we have so many people to turn to.

Since I am busy thinking about how wonderful my little family is, I think it is about time to tell you the story of baby Isaac. Having a baby at a hospital is kinda gross, and I spared the gross details, but if you don't want the regular details of my delivery either, feel free to stop reading now. I had Isaac ten days early. Which was fantastic for me. I pretty much worked myself into labor and with some help of Aunt Lenor, had Isaac on May 16th.

Sunday night, on the 15th, we had family home evening over at Lenor's house. Brett and I arrived a bit early so that Lenor could work some reflexology on my feet to help with the whole being pregnant thing. About an hour after Lenor had worked on my feet, I was sitting on the couch and my water started to leak, not on the couch though. At the time I wasn't entirely sure that is was my water though. My fluid wasn't the right color. After we got home from family night we called the doctor to make sure coming in for a possibly broken water was the right thing to do or not. The doctors said to come in and get evaluated. I decided to take my time, get in the shower, grab a few things. Well, right before I got in the shower, my water broke, it wasn't leaking, it was definitely broken.

We got to the hospital, Ironwood, at about 10:30 PM, Sunday night. They checked me in and got me ready for an evaluation. The concern at the time was the color of my amniotic fluid, it was pink. The hospital tested the fluid to make sure it was actually my water that broke, and strangely enough the test they ran said that my water hadn't broken. So they tested me again only to find the same results. So they checked my cervix, which two people could not get to. After obtaining a urine sample, they were sure that is was my water that had broken, despite the previously ran tests. I would be staying at the hospital to have my baby.

I got sent to my delivery room, which was huge and fantastic, and got hooked up to a few machines. Then I was left there so that my contractions, that were not regular, could be monitored. Eventually they decided that my contractions needed some help and they put me on pitocin. At this point it was maybe two or three in the morning, I was very hungry and sleepy. I had had very small snacks over the previous twenty-four hours and only a two hour nap after church. By the time my excitement had worn down and I wanted to sleep, my contractions were too present for any real sleep. I dealt with them. At about six in the morning I asked for some pain medication. I wasn't ready for the epidural because I was worried it wouldn't last since I was only dilated to a three. However, they recommended that I take the epidural and get some sleep. It was fantastic sleep.

I woke up at about three hours later. At this point I was dilated to a nine and they were going to get me ready to have my baby. At 9:30 AM, I was fully dilated and I started pushing... over and over again. At some point Isaac got stuck cause his hand was in the way. I was so sleepy that I tried to sleep between my contractions. This went on for what seemed to be forever. I asked for ice chips over and over again. I wanted toast and apple juice, which I obviously couldn't have. Eventually, it seemed like I was feeling more and more of this delivery, which made me started to panic a bit. There was a bit of crying involved, some barfing, an episiotomy, and finally at 12:48 PM, Isaac Marciano Day was born. He weighed 7 pounds and 13 ounces, and was 20 1/2 inches long.

Seeing him for the first time was absolutely amazing and I fell instantly in love. I am so grateful for the opportunity I have to be a mother. It is the best job in the world. Looking at him makes me so happy. Loving Isaac is indescribable.

One Month

Age: 1 month

Height: 21 inches

Weight: 10 pounds 2 ounces

Isaac is a month old. I've been doing this mom thing for a month now. Right now Isaac sleeps most of the time and sleeps at night too. Which is great cause I get sleep and have time to get things done around the house. He eats every two the three hours and puts down three to four ounces each time. I have opted to nurse and bottle feed him. I am also pumping which I do prefer. When he gets hungry and is too impatient for us to get him a bottle or for me to get ready for a feeding, he makes this funny munchy sound with his binky. He loves car rides, his boppy, and cuddling. He hates getting his diaper changed and often pees on something or someone. And sometimes if we are lucky, we get a spontaneous smile out of him, which means he is probably pooping.

On Memorial Day, May 30th, Isaac made it to his first Diamondbacks Baseball game.