The Peak of Cuteness

My amazing friend Jennifer Bryner was so sweet to take pictures of me and Porter when he was just a couple weeks old.  Thanks Jen!

Drumroll, Please.......... Presenting the newest member of our family...

Porter Owen Nielsen

 Can you believe all this fit in there?...

We took this picture the day before he was born.

Labor was... well, labor.  My doctor decided to induce me at 39 weeks since Porter hadn't really been growing much since 35 weeks and we wanted to get him out sooner rather than later so he could grow and thrive better.

After 7 failed IV attempts up and down my arms, 5 hours of waiting and waiting, an epidural that only worked on half of my body and a single push, Baby Porter was born January 20, 2011 at 1:42 pm (the day after his daddy's birthday so it should be easy for us to remember).

He was 5 lbs 10 oz and 19 in. and so handsome.

Life started out kind of rough for our little guy. Just a few hours after he was born they ran some routine blood tests and found out he had low blood sugar levels. He was whisked off to the NICU and they had to put an IV in his head to get his sugar levels up and keep him stabilized.  I thought it would be an easy fix but when he wouldn't nurse hardly at all for the first couple days I realized that he wasn't going to get to come home as quickly as I was hoping.  We tried everything to get him to eat but he was stubborn.  Little by little he improved each day but he still had to stay in the NICU until he could prove that he could eat enough on his own to stay healthy and grow.  They had to keep running blood tests every few hours to check his sugar levels.  It's hard enough watching your kids get shots at the doctor's office but I had to watch them poke his little heels for blood sample about 8 times a day.  Throw some nice post-pregnancy hormones on the whole situation and I was a little emotional.  Even though we live really close to the hospital, I didn't want to have to leave Porter there and figure a way to get there to nurse him at all hours of the day and night so I continued to stay at the hospital through their "hotel stay" program that allows moms of NICU babies to stay at the hospital so they can be near their baby.  Kole and our parents were super helpful to run back and forth to get me what I needed and still be there for the kids.  That was really great but I missed Eve and Jack and they couldn't even come visit since flu season had the hospital on defense and no one under 14 was allowed in.  I tried to come home for a couple hours in the evenings between feedings but it's just not the same as really being home.  Finally after 6 very long days, his doctor allowed him to come home.



So now he's home and he's doing great.  He's happy and healthy and eating like a pig all day long.  Too bad all that eating is just going to make him grow.  I love the tiny baby stage and it ends all too quickly. 

We are all so excited to have him home but I think Eve and Jack are especially thrilled...

 

What a proud big sister.



Jack just can't wait until Porter can play.  They are going to have so much fun.



Amazing that something so tiny and peaceful makes life more crazy! 

I'll try to keep things up-to-date amidst the many sleepless nights to come.

Hello 2011

Happy New Year (almost a week late)! We hope you did something exciting to bring in the change- perhaps exciting enough to give balance to the universe since we lived it up like the old married couple we are...  we actually got a babysitter and went out to dinner with Kole's family pretty early in the evening, we ate ourselves almost into a coma, we got home by 9 and watched some tv and then went to bed by a little after 10ish.  Totally exciting, right?

Maybe our New Year's Eve was calm but 2011 is already shaping up to be a little crazy.  If this first week is any indication of how the year is going to go... well, let's just say I'm a little nervous.  On Sunday I was put in as the new primary president in our ward, Jack turned 3 on Monday, that same day our furnace got condemned by the gas company (yes, we have to get a new one ASAP), the kids and I have been sick all week, and the baby should be here in the next 3 weeks.  Truly I am just a tad bit stressed but really I'm not complaining- maybe it's a good thing that we're getting all the stressful things over with at one time.  We can hope.

My little baby boy is 3!  He is growing up to be so smart and funny and handsome.  We just love him so much.  We had a really simple birthday party for Jack.  Just cake and icecream with family.  One of the favorite things he got was a Spiderman costume.  Now he finally doesn't have to play dress up in Eve's princess clothes.  Yay for him!!!

Oh, and by the way, "different" (see last post) was not good!  I am blonde again (sigh of relief).  My hair decided to turn pink so it had to go.  It's nice to feel like myself again anyhow.

Different

Where is my beautiful blond hair?  It's gone and it has been replaced by this! Yes, I did this willingly to myself.  I wanted something different for the new year and this is definitely different.  Probably not the best idea to go from bright blond to red without the help of a professional.  It wasn't until I was about half way through that I realized just how difficult and stupid this decision was.  Now I don't dare dye it back right away because I am sure it would turn out bright pink.  I am not sure my exact feelings about it at this time.  Everyone who has seen it has been super nice and hasn't told me they hate it... except for Eve.  She keeps telling me she doesn't like it and she wants it blond again.  Oh, the sweet honesty of a child!  It's only been a day so I'm still surprised every time I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.  I've never been anything but a blond... and it is all too true that dying your hair doesn't make you any smarter.  I'm proof of that.  I blame this whole fiasco on pregnancy brain.  I'm pretty sure the reason they tell pregnant women not to dye their hair is not because it is unsafe but simply because all the hormones cause you to make weird decisions.  For the next month I am going to refrain from making any big decisions- and during that time if I am tempted to do something new and exciting on the spur of the moment I will just go look in the mirror!     

I'm Still Dreaming of a White Christmas

I can't believe Christmas is over!!!  Am I the only one who feels a little blindsided by how quickly time flies?  I know I had a whole year to prepare myself but it still seems it came and went too fast.  Like I've said again and again, as I get older, time units become a smaller and smaller percentage of my life and I just can't seem to keep up.  But I'm still clinging to the season for these last few days when it still seems socially acceptable.  I still have my tree and decorations up but it just doesn't feel the same somehow.  I have a neighbor that keeps her Christmas lights up and on all year- but Kole says that we can't do that.  Bah humbug! 

I am still disappointed that the ground was brown, barren and soggy for the majority of December.  Where was my white Christmas?!?  I read in the newspaper that Logan was rated the #1 city in the US for kids during Christmas.  We got this rating based on several criteria including the likelihood of there being a white Christmas.  How ironic.  And to make matters worse, as I look out the window today there is a blizzard going on.  Something is just not right here.

Despite the lack of the white fluffy cold stuff, Christmas was amazing for so many reasons.  Firstly, we had so many family members around this year- All of Kole's brothers were in town and my Grandma Louise too. I hadn't spent Christmas with my Grandma since I was a child so it was really nice to have her around here.

Even though both our families live only 10 minutes away from us, we try to keep from rushing back and forth between them on holidays. Thus we spend Christmas Eve with one side of the family and Christmas day with the other and switch off every other year. This year it was Kole's family's turn for Christmas Eve and my family's turn for Christmas day.  The kids think it is especially great to get to open presents twice (and by kids I am including Kole too. My "big kid" is probably even more giddy about gifts than the kids). Kole could hardly handle it that the kids slept in until 9:30 on Christmas morning.  I got up early to ensure that the kids didn't rip into the gifts before it was time but instead of holding back the savages I ended up having a nice relaxing morning as we waited for them to finally rouse.  There was a small discussion as to whether they were dead in their room but we decided we still didn't want to risk going in to check on them just in case they were fine and we ended up waking them up. 

Now, if people are anything like me, they read blogs like they are reading a picture book.  All the words are supposed to just be commentary on the pictures.  So in that light, I know I should have taken more pictures but I just got so wrapped up in all the chaos that I pretty much forgot to do my "job." Kole did his best to pick up my slack- but... well, this is what we got.  But good news, I got a new camera for Christmas (my old one has been dying for the last year).  It was the last thing I opened on Christmas morning so none of these pictures were taken with it but I am super excited to use it now.

Here is Jack with the super cute tool bench Santa delivered to Grandma Deb's and Grandpa Dave's.  Of course he loves this thing.  It was the first thing he opened so everything else became such a chore for him to unwrap.  Whenever we go somewhere he always wants to come home right away so he can play with it.  It has all these little gadgets and tools that make realistic noise and he can pretend to do real manly work.  It's super cute but I'm "patiently" waiting for the batteries to run out.  Santa might find this gift sitting in his living room soon.

My little fashionista.  I don't know many 5 years olds that love getting clothes but Eve is the exception.  A couple days before Christmas I had to take her shopping along with me and we found a cute skirt that she wanted to use for princess dress up.  I got it for her but told her that she had to wait until Christmas to wear it.  This resulted in tears and a good sized tantrum until I told her that I talked to Santa and he told me I had to give it to him so he could make it "princess approved."  She was so excited that I talked to Santa.  Now mommy is so cool because I have an "in" with Santa.

There's nothing like waiting 10 hours for a cookie.

The "Blue People Movie" was one of her first gift requests. 

This little pop-gun is Jack's first toy gun.   Grandpa is still trying to turn Jack into a hunter. I think he is too much like me to kill anything cute and fuzzy but he does like to pretend to shoot bad guys on TV.

It has a little string attached to the cork so supposedly he can't shoot anyone's eye out (at least that's what Grandma Wendy figured)... nevertheless, that didn't stop him from shooting Eve in the ear.  I have mixed feelings about toy guns.  I really don't like the idea but I've come to realize that boys will pretend anything is a weapon so it's basically a loosing battle to resist completely.

We really did have a wonderful Christmas! We were spoiled above and beyond in so many ways.  We all received so many wonderful things I couldn't keep up with all the pictures nor try to name everything.  We've had a rough last half of the year and I can't believe how many people went out of their way to make our Christmas special. We just want to say THANK YOU SO MUCH to everyone who has been so amazingly kind and generous to us recently and always- parents, grandparents, siblings, friends and secret Santas.  You have no idea how much it means to us. It makes us feel so loved. We know you've sacrificed your time, money and more. All that everyone has done has been truly priceless and we can't thank you enough. We hope to be able to pay it forwards and backwards soon. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I always get a little blue after the holidays. But I find that I feel the same after birthdays or any other yearly event. I think it mostly has to do with anticipating something for so long and then not having it there to anticipate anymore. It's like there is this missing mental piece from not having something exciting to obsess over day after day. I know it's not like I have nothing to look forward to in the near future- in fact we'll be pretty busy during the month of January: New Years is only a couple days away, Jack's 3rd birthday is in less than a week and Kole's 30 something'th birthday is on the 19th of January, I'm teaching primary all month long and the new baby should be here in less than a month!!!  I can hardly wait!  When I think about it, I'm almost too busy to miss Christmas... almost.

'Tis the Season

Can you believe there are only 17 days left until Christmas???!!! I suppose some people have been feeling bombarded by the Christmas season since October when the stores started putting out all the seasonal decor but I always feel like the Christmas season never lasts quite long enough. Maybe it was the subliminal messaging of the Wal-Mart Christmas aisle nestled next to the Halloween decor, but I felt anxious to get the season started well before the rest of my family. I held off celebrating one holiday before another- much to Kole's pleasure- and Turkey day was great. Nevertheless, my tree went up the day after Thanksgiving and it will stay up until New Year's Day. Still, with only 17 days left until the Big Day, I feel the impending doom and everything being over and done with before I’ve really gotten into the swing of things... but that seems to be the story of my life.

Now, I have to admit I love Christmas day just like everyone else but even more than the main event, I love everything that leads up to it. I love putting up the decorations, the music, the busy people rushing everywhere, the snow (yes, Christmas time is the only time I actually want snow around and it's all melted this year! Blah!), I love starting new family traditions and building upon the ones Kole and I experienced as children, I love the heavy anticipation that seems to hang in the air, racking my brain and scouring the stores to find the “right” gift (A skill I still have yet to master and probably never will), and I especially love the way Jesus Christ is honored openly all over the world. There is a sign at Deseret Book that I want- it says “The magic of the season is not in the presents but in His presence.” I think that’s so true!

I think the Christmas season has definitely gotten better (more expensive but better) since we had kids. Christmas can be pressure filled for adults but it's mostly just fun for kids and it's nice to remember to slow down and enjoy the little things right along with them. Every day they are so excited about everything. We go out to run errands and they see all the Christmas stuff and they act like it is Christmas morning. Perhaps my kids are just easily entertained and satisfied but it's refreshing to glimpse Christmas through their little eyes. What a blessing to have the opportunity to experience the awesomeness of Christmas with them. I wish these childhood years would last forever. 

I decided not to do a Christmas letter this year. I figure our friends and family can just look on here if they want to know what we've been up to. Most of you probably already know this year we've had our ups and downs, our good news and bad- the famed opposition in all things was an on going theme much of the latter half. Nevertheless, we've still been blessed all along the way. Somehow everything seems to work out in the end and we end up feeling in awe of our blessings. I am happy and thankful to have such amazing family and friends, a wonderful husband that I'm still crazy about after all these years and kids that I love beyond compare. It's great to live so close to those we love and get to celebrate this Christmas season together.  Like our Christmas card says, “Being together is the best gift ever."

May your days be merry and bright and may you enjoy every last minute of this special season.