The Dogs

Everyone asks me how the dogs behave with the baby. For as big as the dogs are, it is so cute how gentle they are with Turkey. When we first came home from the hospital, we let them sniff a blanket first like the books tell you to do. They were oblivious to the baby in the car seat on the kitchen table and just thought mommy smelled funny. Mostly they were glad to have everyone home again and not to be in their room. Then Turkey made a little squawk. Suddenly their ears perked up and they had to find out what was in their house. The dogs have such individual personalities, and so they had very individual reactions. When I showed the baby to them, Gimli seemed annoyed. If a dog could roll his eyes, Gimli would have. He had this look that said, "Great! Another one to protect. I have to protect mom and dad and the puppy and now this funny smelling thing?!" But he has been vigilant in his protection; never letting the baby get too far out of sight. One day I moved the baby onto the bed with me. Along came Gimli on his patrol. He looked in the cradle next to our bed to check on the baby--no baby. I've never seen a dog panic like that. He couldn't see the baby sleeping on the bed. I listened to him run across the hall to the nursery, through the kitchen, down the stairs...but no baby. Finally, a very frantic dog dashed back into the bedroom. I moved some blankets so that Gimli could see the baby. If looks could kill! Gimli glared at me and seemed to say, "Do not move the baby without reporting to me!"
Gus, on the other hand, has decided that we got a boy just for him. He is so excited to play with the baby. He keeps bringing his toys for Turkey to play with. I just know one day I'm going to reach into the cradle for the baby and find a crusty, slobbery stuffed animal! I think Turkey and Gus picked each other out in heaven because it was within the same week that we got Gus that I got pregnant and it was divine intervention that Hubs let me get another Mastiff in the first place!
I also realized the other day that I'm in trouble. A friend was visiting along with his 6 year old grandson and 3 year old grand-daughter. They were full of energy and Gus was having a hay-day chasing them around and playing hide-and-go-seek with them. Well, at some point, Gimli decided that they were getting a little too rambunctious. The girl was on the love sac and Gus was licking her face when Gimli lunged at them. I was freaked out what Gimli was going to do. But he was very careful not to step on the girl while he head butted Gus away from her and then checked to see if she was okay. A little later, our friend was getting after the little girl for something. He raised his voice a little and was trying to talk to her, but Gus revealed his own protective nature and got in between our friend and his grand-daughter. Gus wouldn't get out of the way for anything! Suddenly I had this picture in my head of one day in the future when Turkey does something naughty (probably with Gus as his sidekick) and I won't be able to do anything about it as long as Gus is around!
Our neighbors have sometimes have to call us because Gimli likes to escape and go gallavanting through the neighborhood. It usually goes like this, "Hey! Your dog is in our yard, peeing on our garden..." And even though the neighbors know Gimli is a big softie, no one really wants to go tell a 130 lb. dog what to do. Hubs and I joke now that someday we'll get the call, "Uh...hey! Your kid is in our yard wearing nothing but cowboy boots and a hat, and he's peeing on our garden. We would send him home but the dogs won't let us get near him..."
Life with a little boy and two big dogs is definitely an adventure!

Click here for a great article on the benefits of having pets in the family.

Baby's First Christmas

I can't believe Christmas has already come and gone! I also can't believe that my little Turkey is already a month old. Wow! Time seriously goes by so quickly! As usual, Hubs and I were doing our Christmas shopping two days before the big day, and doing Christmas deliveries (very few this year) Christmas Eve. Every year, I tell myself that I'm going to be on top of things. Christmas cards will be sent out Dec. 1st (though I do have to pat myself on the back that I did get some Christmas cards out this year which is better than the no Christmas cards of former years but not to everyone that I wanted to send them to--sorry if I missed you, but I'll be new and improved come next Christmas (I hope!)), home-made Christmas presents will be started now, store-bought Christmas presents will be bought by November, and Christmas goodies will be made and delivered, complete with some cute holiday cheer saying, at least one week before Christmas...who knows, maybe Christmas 2010 will see these miracles happen! Or maybe I should lay off the eggnog! Anyway, here are some super cute pictures of baby's first Christmas. I had forgotten how much joy children bring to Christmas. Even though Turkey's only a month old, he reminded all of us of the Christmas Spirit and the fun of the holiday!"Well, Santa, for Christmas I would like a jeep, a pony, some teeth...you know, just the basic necessities! I promise I've been good. After all, I've only been around for a month!"
I love this picture of Turkey with Santa Claus! Especially because of who is in the suit. Anyone who knows Hubs very well would be surprised! =)Our Christmas tradition is to spend Christmas eve at my parents' house. Traditionally, we all camp out in the same room--that includes three dogs, my brother, my sister, Hubs, the baby, and me. This year, though, my sister is on a mission and my brother elected to sleep in the basement (he didn't want to spoon with the dogs again this year!). But it was plenty crowded with all of the dogs-Tinkerbell, Gimli, and Gus-especially because two of the dogs are rather large! It is also tradition that we all get to open one present on Christmas eve--pajamas. In this picture you can see Hubs in his new Jazz jammies. Christmas morning, us kids get up and go wake up my parents by singing 'We wish you a Merry Christmas' which is a real treat in the morning seeing how none us can really carry a tune! This year we were all lazy and didn't wake up until 7 a.m. when my sister called from Alabama. So we had to skip the Christmas morning caroling, but, instead, got to talk to Nanny and hear how things are going on her mission. She sounded good and was so excited to hear about her new little nephew. After opening presents, we headed off to Hub's family to spend Christmas day with them. This part of the tradition includes family, watching movies we got for Christmas, napping, and lots of eating!
It was also Gus' first Christmas with us (he turned 1 year-old on November 23rd), and he was just like a little kid. He was just so excited about everything. He got a new bone and a stuffed animal for Christmas and was so ecstatic! He had to show me his new bear a hundred times! Gimli was like a teenager. He just got his bone, gave a quick nod to say 'thank you', and went in a corner to enjoy his present.
What a spoiled baby! Great grandparents think alike. Grandpa and Grandma M got Turkey a cute little rocking horse. His feet don't quite reach the stirrups yet, but Turkey had a good time on his new pony and had us all laughing with his expressions! He even grabbed hold of the reins. Then Papa and Grandma J got him a cute little rocking bull. Again, Turkey proved to be absolutely adorable as he rode his bucking bull. Now Turkey can have his very own rodeo!
And last of all, I had to include a couple of pictures of Turkey with his grandpas!
It was such a wonderful Christmas! As we were driving home, Hubs and I talked about how good our lives are right now. We have been so blessed this year!

A First Time Mother's First Night Prayer

Dear Lord,
I'm lying here in my own bed instead of that hospital one
with a thousand thoughts running through my head,
My newborn is sleeping peacefully
in his handmade cradle next to my bed,
And I'm realizing there are no doctors or nurses now,
and as a new mother I haven't got a clue!
So I'm doing what I've learned is best--
I'm turning my anxieties and fears over to You.
In the distance I can hear a siren wailing,
and strange noises in the dark that set off my mind's alarm;
The world suddenly seems such a dangerous place,
O, Lord, please keep my baby safe from harm.
Then in a quiet moment, I wonder if my baby is breathing;
I anxiously watch for his chest to rise and fall but suddenly I can't tell...
Please, Lord, bless him with health and strength,
And bless me to know that all is well.
Then I hear a cry, the third one of the night,
And I know that it's time to eat.
Please, Lord, bless me with Thy strength to stay awake,
Because, to be honest, I'm feeling beat!
Through out the night concerns and fears
Parade in and out of my mind:
Is he warm enough? Fed enough? Comfortable enough?
And a hundred other worries of this kind.
But before I know it, the first rays of sunlight are peeking through the shades;
My baby looks up at me with eyes so trusting, alert, and bright.
And I whisper one more prayer with a gentle sigh of relief--
Dear Lord, I thank Thee for helping us to make it through this night!



Image from: http://littledisciplesdaycare.com/ChristCuddlingBaby.jpg

My Thanksgiving List

Sorry, I've been a little out of it the past week or two (I don't even have any concept of time--how long has it been?!), and I've been wanting to post but just haven't had the energy. Well, Turkey is asleep, the dogs are asleep, and I have a minute or two to do some blogging! I didn't realize what an adjustment it would be having a baby. I never thought it would be a piece of cake, but I didn't realize how much work a little 7 lb. person can be! I'm totally loving it though. All of his little expressions and the way he just looks up at me with those bright eyes of his and curls his fingers around mine, I melt every time! Life is kind of surreal right now. I can't believe that this is really me and that this is really my life--that the baby lying on the bed next to me is really my baby. If I hadn't been there for the delivery, I would have my doubts! =) He's perfect and beautiful in every way. Well, except for the fact that he is a vampire baby that sleeps during the day and is alert and bright-eyed all through the night. (Any suggestions for that?)
Anyway, here's a little thing I wrote on Thanksgiving while I was in the hospital. I didn't have computer access, so I wrote it the old fashioned way--with a pen and paper! =)

Today is Thanksgiving and the most amazing Thanksgiving ever! How do you describe it when everything on your 'Greatest Dreams' list has suddenly moved over to your 'Things I'm Thankful For' list? My life is truly wonderful! So, in Thanksgiving tradition, here's my Gratitude List: 1. I'm thankful (beyond thankful) for the 7 lb. 4 oz., 20 in. tall, 2-day old miracle in my life. He is perfect and so very handsome. I am thankful for those moments when I'm holding him, and he looks up at me those big, trusting, loving eyes, and he just melts my heart.
He is so much more than I ever hoped for!


2. I am thankful for a loving Heavenly Father who heard my prayers and blessed me to be a mommy. I am overwhelmed, but so excited for this new calling in my life! I'm grateful for the 5 year struggle with infertility, the 9 months and 3 days pregnancy, and the 16 hour labor that it took to get him here. He's definitely worth it!


3. I am so thankful for the love Heavenly Father has for me. I know that He loves me and answers my prayers (though not always when and how I want, but always when and how I need), and I am so grateful for the guidance and comfort this knowledge gives me.
4. I am thankful for my husband, the love of my life, and my best friend. He never left my side during the labor which is just how he is--always there for me through thick and thin. He provides for me, he protects me, he puts up with me, and he loves me. I am so thankful for him! And he is already an AWESOME daddy!

5. I am thankful for my family. My mom and my mother-in-law were there pretty much the entire labor. They are saints! And even before the baby, my family has always been there for me. I am so thankful to have the temple blessings of being an eternal family with such amazing people.


6. I am thankful for so many good friends in my life. I'm not always that good of a friend, but my awesome, patient friends stick by me anyway. They share in my joys and my pains. Life wouldn't be the same without them!
7. I am thankful for my two anxious dogs waiting for me at home. They have been my dog-tourage, following me every where (including the bathroom) for the past few months. They are my boys! I'm thankful for how they love me no matter what and for how they look over me. When I went into labor Tuesday morning, they were so concerned and careful around me. You could just see it in their eyes that they wanted to do something to take the hurt away! Such good dogs!
8. I am thankful for Jordan Valley Hospital--for their wonderful, compassionate staff. I'm thankful for my doctor, for his expertise and especially for his calm, encouraging bed-side manner. I'm thankful for my two labor nurses, Dawnita and Autumn, who took such good care of me, and who stayed well after shift was over to see me through to the end. I love how we were strangers in the beginning and friends crying together in the end. They were angels sent just when I needed them the most! I'm thankful for the hospital's allowing us to stay while Turkey's in the NICU. I'm thankful for the guardian angel doctor and nurses who are taking care of him there.


9. I am thankful for not just a roof over my head, but a home. I thankful that the remodeling is pretty much finished. I love to just sit in the nursery, my new favorite place, where I know I'll be spending a lot of time very soon.

10. I am thankful for the opportunities that have been mine in my life so far. I'm thankful for the opportunity that I had to be a teacher and to interact for eight years with such amazing colleagues and students. I'm thankful for the opportunity I had to go to college and get not just a bachelor's degree but a master's also. What an experience! I'm thankful for the opportunity I had to serve a mission in Italy, an experience that still affects my daily decisions. And I'm thankful for the many opportunities I've had since I got married almost six years ago...going to all the rock-racing/crawling competitions with Clay and the boys, traveling and cruising all over the place with Hubs, meeting new people and finding new strengths through our battle with infertility, going through the adoption process...my life has been so full so far! And I think it's just the beginning! There are so many other things that I'm thankful for. This list could go on and on. Suffice it to say, I am so very blessed and so very grateful! Happy Thanksgiving!