SPAGHETTI...

...this is my new favorite food and I am a hoot to watch eat it. I grab it by the handfulls and slurp it down so fast mom really had to work fast to get any pictures of me eating it. When I get full I start throwing it and I think it is OH SO funny.

So it is time for my nine month debut...

...yup I am already nine months (well I will be Saturday)

So what do I like?
Exploring Grandma Greats house
The fire places...not sure what the fasination is with them, but they are the first things I go for when I am set free...they are quickly blocked though
Cherrios
Sweet Potatoes
Elmo
Dax and Jacey making me laugh...they really get me going
My bottle and blanky I have to have the blanky in my left hand and rub my cheek as I drink my bottle
My left hand...dad denies it, but mom thinks I will be a lefty (she always has been a grandpa's girl) :)
People...the shy bug has not bit me yet I like the attention of others and will play it up!

What don't I like?
Being cold...I like to sleep with 2 sets of jammies on perferably the fuzzy ones with the feet
Being ignored...I will let you know when I don't feel I am getting the attention I deserve
Waiting for food...like mom :) actually I will scream as loud as I can in this deep scream when I am waiting for my food especially in the middle of the night

Still not sleeping through the night yet. I usually wake up around midnight and 3:00 then I am up for the day at 6:30 sometimes at 5:30 or earlier, if I get up too early mom and dad will put in Elmo so they can sleep in...those sleepy-heads. I am the alarm clock though. Mom and Dad actually rely on me to wake up the house in time for Jacey to go to school or for us to go to church.

So what else...did I mention I crawl all over the place and pull myself up on everything. I get into anything left in my path.

Here are my nine month pictures... aren't I the cutest?





I am even cute whn I cry :)

Mom really should be packing...

...but hello it is almost my 6 month birhtday...good enough excuse for me :)

So my likes:
FOOD:I love baby food my favorite has to be sweet potatoes (grandma that is from you)
ELMO: Jacey, Dax and I watch this together and I squeel and get so excited when I see my furry little friend (watch out Crystal when I find your room...)
DAX'S CURLS: but doesn't every one. He has this one curl in the front that I love to pull on
ALIGATOR: My little plastic toy, it has bumps on it and feels good to my gums
WHAT EVER IS IN FRONT OF ME: no matter what it is I want it
SINGING: My mom calls me her morning song bird. I wake her and dad up around 6:00 every morning singing.
MUSIC:
BOOKS:
MUSIC BOOKS: You should see me with the hymn book on Sunday's I get so excited when mom pulls that out
EXPLORING: I love to go new places and am very allert

My dislikes:
PEAS: I am not a fan of peas you should see the faces I pull
NAPS: Nope I still am not a fan of sleeping, although I do pretty well through the night, nap times are just a waste of exploring time. I might miss something if I have a nap.

~You can click on the images to see them bigger~


:LOVE: this one!










Every session has to have a few out-takes...this is what photographers call PCS or photographers child syndrome. It is somuch harder to take my own kids pictures then other kids pictures.







These were not my official 6 month pictures, but they will hold us over until next week when mom plans to get a bunch more.

3 Months Already...

...the days just keep flying by into weeks and now 3 months. WOW! So lets see what is new with me...
My Likes:
~To be worn mostly in the pack these days as I am out growing the sling more and more
~Mornings
~Jacey and Dax of course
~Loud Music...namely Jacey and Dax's cleaning music. The only time in the evening my mom can lay me down is if we are upstairs in the toy room with the cleaning music blaring and Mom or Dad, Jacey and Dax singing along to all the songs.
~Eating
~My Binky, Jacey and Dax had given up on the thing by now, but I still like it
~Snuggling

My Dislikes
~NAPPING! I have a hard time with this one Mom and Dad are really trying to work with me. I will go a whole day with maybe 1-2 20-30 min. naps. I know I need them cause I am much happier if I have one, and I actually sleep better at night too, but I just get so tired that I can't sleep
~Evenings. Come about 4:00 I get fussy and will stay that way until 8:00ish unless the cleaning music is on
~Being held like a baby unless it is for snuggling and I am tired. I want to sit up and see all that is going on
~Letting Mom and Dad cook or clean. So if you drop by without at least a 2 day warning beware...the house will probably not be very clean. But I am such a fun, sweet, cute, lovable girl that my parents have learned that it is not that important to have a super clean house, it is lived in.

So here are my 3 month pictures. My blessing dress was made by my mom with help from my grandma!









My love for music started really early. This is what Dax calls my baby and when I was in mommies tummy he would play this right by me and I would go CRAZY!! It was always a way to get me moving. Mom thought it was cute for a while, but then my dancing got harder and harder on her.

Three weeks already...

...hard to believe that 3 weeks has already gone by. I am getting a routine down, and mostly letting my mom get some sleep at night. I will usually get up around 11:00 then again around 2 or 3 then again around 6:00.

My brother and sister are taking such good care of me. Dax has to check up on me at least every 5 min., he loves to hold me and pat me. He always asks my mom if what he is doing is making me happy. He is all about making me happy. He is 50/50 on my name, but I have not heard Jacey call me Skyelynn yet. To her I am a Sarah and will probably be forever. She too is always watching out for me and tells my mom at my first whimper that I am hungry. She loves to help my mom change my diaper too.

Well here are some more pictures of cute little me...
sorry for the annoying copyright there has been problems with people stealing images lately and claiming them as their own...I don't understand either.

Yup I am a binky baby...love it!










PS) I am being blessed soon. It will most likely be the first Sunday in May, the time is yet unknown. We are being sent to a different church building soon and they have not told us the time yet. My mom will find out hopefully on Sunday and then let everyone know.

I am here!

So the world became a lot brighter on 3/22/07 at 2:10 am when I was born! I weighed 7 lbs even and was 19 inches long.



here is one that kind of shows how much hair she has, which is a TON compared to Jacey and Dax. What little hair they had was so light and fine you could hardly see it. She has hair all over too, her legs, ears, back...so cute!



Trust me more pictures will come the more mom feels like crawling on the floor to take them.



So the long story for those that want to continue to read...if you have no interest in how I came into this world then skip this part and just enjoy my cute pictures :) Oh by the way this is mom telling the story, I would tell it differently...

It actually started around 8:30 pm Wednesday night. I had just got the kids settled and was watching Crossing Jordan. I went to stand up and it was unmistakable that my water had broken, I called Greg who of course was by himself at work and would have to wait 15-20 min. for the other manager to get there. I called my mom who came and picked the kids up to have a sleep over at her house.

Greg got home around 9:00 Greg, but since I was not having contractions yet I really didn't want to head to the hopsital yet. Don't tell the nurses, but I had to eat something knowing that it would be a while before they would let me eat.

We got to the hospital and changed into a gown by about 9:45. The nurse came in and checked me. I was dilated to a 4 and 80% so not much had changed since my dr. appt the week before. Because it was my plan to go as far as I could without an epidural and hopefully make it all the way I told the nurse that I didn’t want the pit. She talked to my Dr. who agreed that we could wait until 4:00 am before we started it. YAY. So she left and the contractions started just after, around 10:00 pm. They continued about 7-10 min. for the next 2 hours.

The nurse came in at 11:45 to check me and I had progressed to 5 cm so yay again the contractions were doing something which gave me more hope of not having pit. The contractions at this point were pretty manageable without much thought and I was able to tolerate them with simple pain management (which I am so grateful for Lisa from water aerobics for telling me some of her favorite ones. The one I used the most at this time was the focus on the edge of the pain. Or the one where you focus on everything around you, the humming of the lights, the music in the background of the tv, the people talking in the hall…) and breathing. The contractions started to come more frequently and had become more intense every 5 min. or so.

1 hour later at 12:45 she came to check me again and told me I was at a 6. The nurse asked me if I needed any pain meds and I gladly accepted some Nubain. It was given through my IV and although I don’t think it helped much with the pain, it allowed me to relax so much more in between the contractions. Up until this time I had not realized how tense I would hold myself after each contraction.

The contractions continued and were becoming even more intense and every 3-4 min. I started to doubt myself and my ability to take much more. I told my self that the next time she came to check me if I was not complete and ready to go I would probably have to have an epidural. Still not sure I really wanted one, I could convince myself I didn’t until a contraction hit and then it was VERY easy to convince myself that I wanted one. At this time I had to have Greg come sit by the bed (he thought he was going to be able to sleep…ha!) and squeeze my hand as hard as I squeezed his. This helped quite a bit in that there was something coming back to take my mind off the contractions. I also tried another pain management of slowly while breathing in for 4 seconds and out for 6-8 seconds thinking of the colors of the rainbow. ROY G BIV. Who would have thought it would be so hard to focus on what red looked like. This technique worked so well by the time I got to purple the contraction would be close to the end. At this time I don’t think there was much of a break in between the contractions.

The nurse came back at 1:45 and was at an 8. 2 cm in 1 hour meant that I had another hour to go, plus the pushing and all. I gave in and told the nurse I needed an epidural. She said she would go let the anesthesiologist know.

She left and the next contraction I had was so intense I thought I felt the urge to push. I knew I couldn’t push until I was to a 10, but it still felt that it was close. The next contraction came right after that and I indeed felt the urge to push. A sensation I did not feel with Jacey and not near this intense with dax (had epidurals with them). During the contraction I yelled to the nurse that I was pushing. She came running in yelling “no no don’t push yet, you are not ready, and your Dr. will be here in 10 min.” She came over to check me and told me that I was complete and sure enough the baby was coming. She ran around getting ready to deliver the baby herself. Another nurse came in stating that there was a mid wife there checking another pt, my nurse told the other nurse to get him in here. There was no mistaking the need to push now. It was time and there was no time for an epidural.

Words cannot describe the next few minutes with a mixture of shear pain, pressure and burning mixed with the feeling of my baby being born naturally and actually aware of all that was going on. Awesome is not a strong enough word. I am very grateful for the support and encouragement of Greg, the mid wife and the nurses in the room (I think there might have been a student in there as well)

Our baby GIRL was born at 2:10 am, weighing 7 lbs even and 19 inches long with lots of dark black hair, very different then Jacey and Dax who had so little hair until they were 18 months). My Dr. showed up after the baby was all clean and in her Dad's arms.

Although I tortured Greg with not finding out the sex of the baby, Greg admitted to me that he actually really enjoyed not knowing what we were having and said that it was so much fun to find out at the birth.

I am so happy with the way things worked out with the delivery of my little bundle.


Jacey and Dax were the first to see their new baby sister and Jacey walked into the room with the biggest smile on her face and I don’t think that smile left her face the entire time. She was so in love with her little sister. Dax was also very happy and pleased with her.

So how did she get her name?

Well Greg and I were having such a hard time even coming up with names that I finally found a list of about 500 boy and girl names which we both had a copy of and chose the names that we did like. We then compiled our list of about 100 boy/girl names into one and then scratched off the ones we didn't like off that list. Then it came down to the meaning of the name. I liked the name Avery for a girl, but hated the fact that it meant elf counsel. Jacey and Dax have strong meanings and so I wanted to make sure that this one did too. We took a list of about 20 boy/girl names to the hospital to decide after the baby was born. Well obviously we were able to scratch off all the boy names (good thing, I didn't love any of them). Right after the baby was born the Dr. asked us what we were going to name her. The only name I or Greg could think of was Skyelynn.

Since before I was pregnant Jacey wanted to name our girl Sarah, I love the name Sarah, but didn’t really want it for a first name. There are just too many baby Sarah’s these days. When we told Jacey we wanted to name her Skyelynn she was sad and I thought she might cry so quickly we told her we would think about it some more. Jacey called me later and told me that she would think of the name Skyelynn, but that it was not her favorite and that I needed to think of the name Sarah because that was her favorite.

We compromised and named our new little girl Skyelynn Sarah, when Greg told Jacey this she again became sad until he told her that she could call her Sarah if she wanted to. Her smile grew and she threw her arms around her dad.

So her name is Skyelynn, meaning cloud (which my family knows how much I love clouds) and Sarah meaning princess. It will be fun to tell the kids later in life how Skyelynn became Skyelynn Sarah.

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY!! Just like 4/21/02 and 6/8/04!