Today Guy is 8 weeks old. I can't believe how quickly it's gone by! He's gotten so big already and gets easier everyday. (Those gassy nights are slowing down a bit)
   My thoughts on being a mother/having a baby:
      I feel a new confidence, less self doubt. I feel I'm doing what I'm supposed to do. I don't have to think about the next big adventure, the next big project, I can just be. (And I have great company to just BE with) This isn't to say I don't worry about the future, money and some big questions about being a parent, but I suddenly don't care if everyone hears me singing off key, I don't feel like I have to talk/entertain unless I want too, etc.
   My postnatal Bod is less than fit but it's getting better. Some days better than others, some days I think I'm going to stay fat and I'm doomed to have love handles forever. Other days I'm optimistic and feel great about doing lunges and lifting my pathetic 5 pound weights.

Thanksgiving was good. Bretts two brothers and their girlfriends along with Sally came out and we had dinner at his Uncle Dannys place. Dinner was delicious, Aarons girl Kaitlin really came through to help us out with our veggie thanksgiving. Scott, the youngest brother made the switch too, so we needed it to be convincing so we can keep him on our side. Muhahaha. Resist the bacon brussel sprouts!! Resist!

Ready for his walk. 

John and Cassandra came out to visit for a weekend. 

Uncle Aaron

Uncle Scott

Bearded Brothers

Baby mustache

Thanksgiving

Cruise Ship, Mila wanted to be the captain. Perfect!

The baby is waking, time to eat!

The many faces of Guy Atlas

                                                  

A christmas gift?

Birth Story

Hello everyone! I'm finally feeling semi-normal so I wanted to share our birth story with you all.
 
     So I hit 42 weeks on October 2nd and legally I can no longer deliver at home after 42 weeks. I tried everything once I hit 41 weeks to get him to come out; herbs, walking, sex, primrose oil, castor oil etc... but to my dismay he just would not come. So I had to go into the hospital and be induced. We went in at 6 pm. I'll admit I was very disappointed and frankly afraid. They hooked me to all the machines and there I sat. Waiting. I tried to go to sleep but since I had the Pitocin they had to check my vitals every hour, not the most comfortable thing. They were tracking my contractions and I couldn't feel any of them, this went on until about 6pm Wednesday. Wednesday night we decided to let me sleep so we took everything off and I got to sleep, however the next morning at 7am they hooked me up again.
    I sat around, read, listened to music and then at 6pm on Thursday I began to feelpain in my back. I was trying not to get to excited just in case this wasn't it. Pretty quickly after the pain started in my back i got into the tub and there i labored quietly with Brett for the next 5 hours or so, drinking cranberry juice from the hodpitals "thirstbuster". I got out of the tub and walked around for a minute saying "I dont know where to be?!" All the midwives smiled and said "You've hit transition!!" I finally ended up pushing on the bed. I pushed for about 45 minutes and my Baby Guy came at 3:37am on October 7th.
   Although, I did end up at the hospital I was really happy with my birth experience, it was truly incredible and Brett proved to be great support. (Not that I ever doubted it ;)

Party Animal!

He's Here!!!!

October 7th at 3:37am

8lbs - 12oz

21" Tall

Diaper Free?

So, Diapers... (sigh)

It seems there are so many ways to deal with things in the area of diapers; the latest?


Elimination Communication.

Hey, if babies in China can do it, so can mine right?

Midnight in Paris

                                                    Just the inspiration I needed.

Green Tea

                Last night I had a dream about my little boy and woke up in the most incredible mood. I've been feeling very tired lately and almost unmotivated because of it, however this morning I'm on top of the world. In my dream, Baby Guy breastfed like a champ, was the cutest baby I've ever seen. I was holding him and it just felt so real, I cannot wait to meet this little one.
   In other news, Brett turned 28 this last week, hence the new camera.  Happy Birthday to the Big Man! I love him and he knows it.
   We went to our friends wedding in San Jose. (Shout out to the Melameds!) It was great, a block party wedding with so many beautiful details, taco truck included stock full of the exclusive vegetarian menu. (You just had to ask about it ;)
    We received our birth kit in the mail, with all the little things we'll be needed to have the baby at home, even came with a tiny little hat! Brett is determined to catch the baby and has been very upfront with Judi (our midwive) about it more than once, haha. Poor Judi. I think she gets it, Brett. The baby is enormous, I feel at time as if he is truly going to explode out of my belly. I can feel my skin stretching these last few weeks, its quite uncomfortable.
  Robyn and Cole are going to be able to come out for a few in the beginning of October which is really exciting! Haven't had any family visit yet so to have a sis AND a nephew is great. My mom will be coming out a little later to meet her 10th Grand baby, yes her 10th!
   I am feeling incredibly grateful today.
            Grateful for this baby and all the love he's brought to our home already.
            Grateful for this pregnancy in terms of how uncomplicated and fairly comfortable it's been.
            Grateful for a husband who dotes on me daily, who works so hard and still manages to maintain  a great mood.
            Grateful for Art Mahoney, a man who has been taking contracts that he might not otherwise take to give Brett more work.
            Grateful for Sally, Bretts mother and all the help she has given us this year.
            Grateful for the beautiful weather and all the little things.

Here's to a great September Month! Happy Birthday to David and Alisha... hope I'm not missing anyone with all the new ones running around.

A new camera

Now let's just hope we can figure how to use it...

The Twits

1 Month

Things are well...  I can't breathe, can't sleep and can't really move at all either, I guess that means I'm nearing the end!!


Don't get me wrong my spirits are high, but it's the final count down!

I tend to be a little out of the loop so maybe this is old news but that doesn't make it any less ridiculous. 

Enjoy.