...INTRODUCING...

Creed Jared Condie

March 27, 2009

10:33 p.m.

7 pounds 3 ounces

19 inches long

This morning while I lay dreamy eyed on my pillow, I heard Jared preparing to go to work. I then heard a door creak, tiny footsteps and a soft "good morning Easton" followed by the sound of a kiss.

The next thing I realized was Jared gently laying a sleepy boy onto the pillow that he had vacated a little while earlier.

Neither Easton nor I were ready to start the day so we both laid there and pretended to sleep. He put his blanket on my shoulder and I put my arm around his waist and we laid there head to head, cheek to cheek and enjoyed a few more minutes of non-existent sleep.  

As the sun shone in the window and the minutes ticked on, we held each other like we both knew and realized that change is in the air.  My baby boy is about to be a big brother. My lap that always has room for him and Gibson will now need to be shared and divided with a third brother. Snuggle time, play time and "our" time will have some adjustments and a large learning curve.

But for a few minutes this morning, we both put that aside and we snuggled. We closed our eyes hiding our eyes from Mr. Sun and we had a tender moment which I won't soon forget.

Eventually we did get up. Breakfast was eaten, beds were made, clothes were changed and out the door we went. We had smiles, a few negotiations, a tantrum {or two}, soaked diaper= soaked pants, carseat wars, and a lunch fiasco.  

Then, it was nap time {which I am trying to reinstate around our house}.

Once again I laid with my sweet boy, he on his side, me on mine. Forehead to forehead, almost nose to nose. He uttered sweet statements like "mom, I love you" over and over and I in turn, said "I love you too". His breathing eventually got deeper and the words soon turned to snores and my little man was sound asleep.

As I lay there trying to once again soak in the moment, I heard Gibson putting together a massive jumbo puzzle and giving himself a pep talk the entire time! It's hard to believe that not too long ago he was Easton's age and I was soaking up the last few days with him before the arrival of Easton. 

Time. Why is it going so fast when it comes to my little guys growing up?

I'm glad for tender moments like I was able to share with Easton today. Not once but twice.  I needed those moments to soak in my baby boy.  I know that he's suddenly going to seem so much bigger once we have a newborn in the house again.

I hope that as we laid there sharing the same air, he'll know that no matter the change, he'll always be my baby boy.

JUST ME, at 36 weeks

The waiting game has officially begun, and while we wait I'd thought I'd share some photos that I had taken a few weeks ago. My immensely talented friend was nice enough to take some photos of my growing belly on frigid Saturday afternoon.

I don't know where the guilt comes into play but with Easton, I had no pictures taken. Well, I take that back, I set my camera up on my kitchen counter and set the timer, stood back and posed. My striped curtains and my kitchen table were a fabulous backdrop not to mention my choice of attire! 

Ugh, the memories and those pictures! So with this babe I really wanted to document the process.  Thank you Kati for making it happen for me.

Ironically, the above picture is mine and Kati's favorite! It's also one of the first ones we took. We could have called it a day and went for ice cream instead of freezing  ourselves out for another 30 minutes!

I am so, so excited to meet our little guy.  The bag is packed, the list of names is ready and the excitement is building......any day little man, any day!

My very talented friend who had a very colicky baby invented a new seat to help moms soothe their child. 

It looks super cool and very comfortable and sure beats bouncing on an exercise ball {which I hear is a common solution}

There's nothing on the market like it to help soothe a fussy baby. With free shipping and a 2 week money back guarantee, what's to loose?

I'm crossing my finger that this baby isn't colicky but if he is, I'll be purchasing this product! My friend knows colic and I'm pretty sure it's the best on the market!

Check it out. www.soodleseat.com and http://soodleseat.blogspot.com

The solution for that fussy baby is finally here! 

TOP of the Mornin to YA

St. Patricks day started early at our house, 4 days early to be exact.

Why?

It all began when Gibson attended preschool the Friday before. His teacher reminded them as they were leaving that they needed to wear green the next time they met. She gave a brief description of St. Patrick's Day and the mention of receiving a "pinch" if one didn't wear green.

Gibson didn't fully grasp the green concept of being a one day event. Being that green is Gibson's favorite color, he took this literally and proceeded to make sure he had green on until they met again. This included underwear and pajamas.

Gibson had a fantastic day at preschool as you can imagine. A day focused on his favorite color! He was all smiles al day.

We celebrated St. Patrick's Day at my parents house the night before. We had corn beef and cabbage which wasn't too bad. It could be that a pregnant gal was given food she didn't have to prepare and it overcame the taste but I'll take it! I made some Irish Soda Bread and some yummy pistachio bundt cake we served with mint chocolate chip ice cream. 

The actual day of St. Patricks Day was a little hum drum. I made some mint chocolate brownies for the office- THE best brownies ever! Gibson asked if I'd make him some green jello and I served green beans with dinner. I know, I know, crazy girl.

On Wednesday {the day after St. Patricks Day} I had to ask Gibson's preschool teacher to inform him that he could stop wearing green. We had had a huge debate that morning on his pick of clothing and it took me forever to convince him he could wear a shirt another color other than green! 

It was a fun holiday at our house, we hope you had just as wonderful of a day!

Summertime Flashback

Playing hard while camping over Labor Day.

A GREAT day.....

I've been wanting to take the boys to the Draper Utah LDS Temple Open House for several months. I've attempted to get tickets for the whole family just to have to cancel them once the weekend actually came. So with the final days approaching I decided that I'd just "do it" and take the boys. As much as I knew we'd miss Jared, I really wanted Gibson to experience the temple.

We had a GREAT day! Aunt Lori came with us which was very nice. She kept her eyes on Gibson and I kept my eyes on Easton. The two adult paired with two children really worked!

I kept telling Gibson how reverent he would need to be once we entered the temple. If you've met Gibson you KNOW that this is often an impossible feat. The kid can talk! He gets it from his Aunt Erin and rarely stops talking and talks in a very loud voice.

I was so impressed with him. As soon as we entered the temple, he never spoke another word until we exited! Truly- he was that silent! He held onto his brochure and kept comparing the pictures on the brochure with the rooms we were going through. He would point to pictures of Jesus and his eyes smiled when he was held up to look in the mirrors in the sealing room.

It's amazing to me how strong the spirit was. Even with hundreds of people walking through, children crying, and the whispering of voices- the spirit spoke to my little guys and I know they felt it. 

It was a great day. Do you know how I know? My boys were still talking about it when they went to bed. Gibson asked that the brochure be read to him again and they couldn't wait to tell their dad about what they saw. For a 4 year old and a 2 year old, that's just the impression I was going for as we entered the beauty and serenity of the Draper Temple.

Can you say "delicious"?

I ordered 10 boxes of girl scout cookies this year. I'm all about supporting a great organization:) Sadly, I only ordered one box of these. I ate one and then another, and then another and then had to restrain myself because I only had one box. I am currently scheduling my Saturday's to include drivebys of nearby supermarkets to buy a few more boxes for a later date.

They are pure shortbread heaven, I highly recommend them!

Some Orange, a Gun and a few hundred Pheasants

The Mighty Hunter

Jared's First Pheasant hunt {insert Tim Allen laugh from TV show Home Improvement}: Place Fayette Utah (Pheasant Run Outfitters) (80 miles south of Provo) on 600 acres of land. Jared and a few other dentists headed out Friday to Fayette Utah, they stopped by some gun place (Christensen arms) and learned how some custom guns were made, then they were set up in a 5000 sq ft cabin with everything you could think of (ie. Food/large TV to watch the Jazz game) was provided. 

They woke up Saturday had breakfast and shot a little over 70 birds. Jared said, he killed "six birds, but probably killed a few others that were also blasted by the army of dentists." Jared had a great time and HOPES to have more hunting experiences like this one.

Lucky for him my dad eats Pheasant and cooked it for him. I hear it was good, I didn't try any due to the fact that it sounds disgusting but he enjoyed it and that's all that matters.

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