I finally feel like I'm a functioning adult women again, well, at least most of the time. Heck, it's only taken me 7 1/2 weeks. Adjusting to life with an infant is hard and yet so wonderful. She makes me cry most days (in a I'm so crazy blessed how'd I end up with you) kinda way. I love Abby more than I ever imagined I could. She truly is such a blessing in our lives and I am so grateful she's finally here. Here's a few pics of the beauty that I'm lucky enough to lay my eyes on everyday and night...
Monday, November 30, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
A few things we've been up to...
A very Happy Halloween! Our little monkey looked so cute in her stripped leggings and spider onsie!
A lot of lovin and kisses. Does Abby look like she's had enough?
And a WHOLE lot of these...
Abby also had her 2 week check-up. The verdict- Weight:64% she weighed 8.14, height:73%, and head circ:60%. She is healthy, striving (thank goodness) and doing great!

Nate carved a pumpkin that looked just like our other baby Harley. It looked great! (Don't judge the shriveled mess that it has become- still sitting on our porch)

Having our first family Jazz party at home! I made Abby and I a comfy bed in front of the fireplace. She loves to be toasty just like her Mommy!
Lauren and Abby

Our first family outing. Isn't her pumpkin hat adorable?

Yes, Lauren did break the rules and did in fact feed her finger to the horse. I haven't laughed that hard in about oh, (how olds Abby?)...4 weeks
Our first family outing. Isn't her pumpkin hat adorable?
Yes, Lauren did break the rules and did in fact feed her finger to the horse. I haven't laughed that hard in about oh, (how olds Abby?)...4 weeks
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Humble Pie
Adjusting to life with a newborn is amazing and yet much more difficult then I imagined! Alot of things have been pouring through my mind since we've been home, so forgive me and this post if I seem to be all over the place. I love my baby Abby so much and she really is a great baby. A few things I've been thinking about...
-Why is there NOT a breastfeeding mothers support group? Usually I'm not all about the whole 'therapy thing,' but WOW! Why didn't anyone tell me how absolutely hard breastfeeding is? I signed up, and attended the "breastfeeding class" at my hospital...why did they make me feel like this was the most natural thing in the world, that since I had attended I was nothing short from a pro, like if I did everything right FOR INSTANCE made sure she was correctly latched, that my nipples should only be a little sore? Like after trying for 10 minutes to get her to latch on, I don't care how bad it hurts-I'm not breaking that latch! How about why she loves my right side and fights me every time on my left-it's the same thing right? How I morph my body in a very awkward position so she can lay comfortably while I (break the rule) and bring my boob to her. That I can't count the number of uncontrollable tear fests I've had while feeding or trying to feed my baby. Why I have so much freaking milk that my boobs are engorged 15 minutes after I feed then pump? Why I've already filled 35 6ounce breastfeeding storage bags at $10 bucks a box and now we are looking at buying a deep freeze. I didn't know we would be making investments along with this feeding stuff! Why my husband left the pot of soup and the bag of fruit out of the fridge and I angrily put it in tupperware and quietly (yeah right) held a grudge. Who cares if he had just fixed me lunch, cleaned by breast pump, started laundry, changed Abby's diaper and onsie, made the bed, straightened the family room, cleaned my car and the garage, emptied the garbage, filled up my water mug for the 50th time, told me what a great Mom I am, thanked me (yeah I know) for feeding our baby. Mowed the lawn, emptied out all my dead flower pots, ran to costco to get me fruit, ran to Smith's to get me breast pads, given me pep talk after pep talk about how things will get easier, hugged me while I cried, gets up every night for every feeding to help and makes sure I have everything that I need...
THEN I ATE SOME HUMBLE PIE...
Something seemed to have clicked. I realized how lucky I am!
I have a beautiful, healthy, perfect in every way baby
I have enough milk to feed my baby girl and keep her little belly plump and full and a fantastic pump to keep my freezer fully stalked
I have the most wonderful husband who works so hard, does so much and loves me and Abby more than anything
I have an amazing family, in-laws, and friends who will do anything for me and my family
I have a Heavenly Father who hears and answers my prayers. I love him.
Abby is now 14 days old and she is doing so well. Things only get better and easier. She is becoming quit the good eater (we're still working on becoming a master) she sleeps and always has all through the night (can you believe I have to wake her up to eat just so the things on my chest don't pop) in her bassinet next to Mommy. She's only had 3 blow outs-this is really good considering the amount of poopy diapers. She loves when I sing to her and rock her in her glider. I swear she likes her nursery-she's always so content in her room. She loves her Daddy and recognizes his voice. She's beautiful and I can't get enough of her. She's perfect.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Meet the Love of our lives...
Welcoming Abigail Faith Rizley
Born October 7th, 2009
Born October 7th, 2009at 7:37 a.m.
8 lbs 2 ounces
21 1/2 inches long
Absolutely beautiful! Looks like her Daddy! Small amount of soft dark hair with blue eyes. We couldn't even have imagined how much we could love this little girl, we're crazy about her and she has Daddy wrapped around her perfect little finger already!
Ever so beautiful...
These are so her daddy's hands
I love to kiss my girl on her soft little head.
We both were overwhelmed with joy to finally meet our baby!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
life saver
I've never had a problem with heartburn, Nate always did (until he started his new diet when I became pregnant and lost 35lbs) but now I have sympathy! I guess eating a cheeseburger from Apollo Burger isn't a wise choice, but it was delicious and I surely paid for that sinfully delicious dinner all night long! Thank you tums. My throat stopped burning and I only had to taste my burger until around 2am. Thank you pregnancy, without you my food would have somewhere to go other than just hanging out in my throat.

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