Baby Blessing pictures

A: This is Everett in his blessing outfit. The tag on it called it a "romper". It came with a vest but Dallin preferred it without. I brought the vest with us just in case Everett spit up on his outfit and we needed to hide the stain with the vest. We also kept him in a bib most of the morning. Despite having a blowout through his pajamas that morning, he kept his blessing outfit clean all day. My friend Rachel bought this blanket in Bethlehem when she spent a semester studying at the BYU Jerusalem Center.

When Dallin's family headed home after church and were saying goodbye to Everett, he was being super cute and smiley.

I like to go on walks with Everett to go see his daddy working on the farm. Everett often falls asleep in the process. One time after our walk, I didn't want to wake him so I slipped out of the baby carrier and left him in it on the couch.

A: I love this outfit: it's my favorite color, has elephants (my favorite animal) on the shirt and socks, and I love that it comes with so many matching pieces. I am sad that he has grown too big for it.
D: Nevermind that he looks like an escaped convict.
A: You say that with all of his striped outfits.
D: Sometimes I say they look like old time swimsuits.
A: I can see it. Either way, he's cute.

 

We're learning!

A: We are getting better at being able to tell why Everett is crying, especially when he's tired.

He has been sleeping really quite well. Last night and another night I woke to his cries at 4am and realized that it was the first time since I put him down at 8pm. That's 8 hours folks! Usually it's two times during the night and then at a decent hour of the morning like 7, but the couple times it's been only one time in the night have been really nice.

Because Everett is a bit big, we sometimes expect him to be as developmentally advanced as an older infant when he's not.

I've come up with some ways to make my life easier:
 I keep a spit rag in my pocket (when I have pockets!).
 In order to remember which side I last fed on during the night, I lay Everett down in his crib the same way he is in my arms after feeding him.
 To stay awake in the middle of the night, I read or play games on our tablet.
 I'm trying to be better at putting a cloth over Everett when I change him so as to not get peed on.

I never realized before having a baby that baby's get ear wax.

Some phrases said to Everett that I don't recall having heard before having a baby but now hear often from multiple sources:
Do you have a bubble?
Did you get a bone?
Did somebody pinch you?
Do you have the hiccumups?

I often find strands of my hair in Everett's fists and couple of times in his toes, and even a couple of times in his mouth. It's scary. I don't want to cut off his circulation or choke him. It's not like I put my hairs in these places on purpose, but as any long-haired person or parent/sibling/friend of one knows, despite best efforts, hairs just get everywhere. I got a hair cut, and it seems to have helped, but not enough.

Everett really likes his changing table and getting his diaper changed. Maybe he's secretly a nudist.

I like the mother's lounge at our church. It has a speaker system that allows us to still hear the talks, a changing table, two swivel rockers, a diaper pail, and a curtain for privacy. It does get smelly but our last ward's building didn't have one so I can't complain too much.

Chunky Baby

D: Everett has ninja skills. Namely, the skill of spitting up on me without me knowing. My poor shirts...

The babe's a chunk. He weighed in at 14 lbs 12 oz and measured 23 in at his two month appointment. We love his pediatrician: she's this older lady who talks a mile a minute. She just laughed while we went over our medical histories. Poor baby has family members who've been through a lot. His eye color hasn't changed much, so we think he's going to have my eye color. He'll probably have to wear sunglasses, too. Other than future possibilities, he's really healthy! I promise!

My dad snapped this picture as we were preparing for his (Everett's, not Dad's) bath. Look at his Popeye arms! And Alicia's adorable new haircut.

Here we observe the Everett in his natural habit: sleeping in the swing. The outfit he's wearing is a 3-6 month. The undershirt is actually the hospital shirt. The cheeks.

The night before Everett's blessing, my family and Daniel's family came over for dinner. Daniel grabbed Everett right when he came in. Hannah, sensing an opportunity, put Elise in his other arm. In their previous interactions, Elise had attempted to pull his hair (Hannah calls it her "hair envy"). Lo and behold, these two look the same size!