We're Getting There

So...sleep has been going a bit better. I've begun topping off S with a few ounces of formula after every feeding. It takes a bit of time, but I'm finding a full belly all day long helps with the sleep at night more than just a top off in the evening. After some feedings he takes an extra ounce, after others he takes 3. It just depends. But, the important thing is we are back to sleeping til 5:30 or 6...and on 2 occasions a little bit later. Phew.

Sleeeeeeep...I miss it.

So. Sawyer will be 6 months in less than a week. And I hate to admit it, but I am still up once for feeding with him each night. Yes, there have been 3 days in the past 175 that he has slept until after 6 a.m. but they are few and far between.

This is new ground for me. Grayson was sleeping through the night every couple nights at 2 1/2 months. Then at 4 months I did a little tough love and over the course of 3 nights he cried it out and dropped it. Night 1 - 20 minutes, Night 2 - 10 minutes, Night 3 - 3 minutes. Pssht. Easy peasy.

Sawyer, well he's got a whoooole different attitude. Crying it out simply doesn't work. Or maybe I'm just not letting him go long enough. I've let him go up to 1:15 minutes before. Boy was that tough. And the end result was only me being up for that whole hour and fifteen minutes and listening to him wail...then tagging on another 30 minutes of no sleep to feed him. So lately, yes, I've gotten a bit softer. I let him go 30 minutes tops and I get in there and feed him, cause let's be honest. I. want. to. sleep. And once he's fed, he's happy and will go back to sleep til anywhere between 7 and 8:30.

But I'm tired. And I'm done. And I've tried it all. He's been topped off with formula. Been given rice cereal. We've played paci tag. None of it seems to work. He's quite stubborn.

Honestly I'm half tempted to just stop breastfeeding altogether to see if a few days of full on formula make his belly nice and full and make him happier and sleepier. (And i love breastfeeding...so this is saying a lot).

Now....I will say this - he goes to bed super early. I've tried keeping him up later to see if it makes a difference and it doesn't. So he has kept his 6:30/7:00 bedtime going down at the same time as his big brother. So this is nice. No complaints there since I get a few hours of quiet adult time each evening. But, depending on the night, he will be up screaming anytime from 3:30 to 5:30. There really is no consistency. And 5:30 I really don't mind. At all. But he seems to be rarely making it there these days. A little regression perhaps? He knows his mama is a little bit of a softy in her older age?

Any advice for a fellow mama here? I just want some sleep.

(oh and p.s. - as i'm typing this he also has totally boycotted naptime today. arghhhhhh!!!!)

Travel Week Highs and Lows

We spent a week on the road and in the air....traveling first by plane to Michigan for a cousin's wedding and then by car to Ocean City, MD. Sunday of Labor Day weekend was quite the day as we woke up in Detroit, flew to Virginia and drove to the beach - with an ER stop for Grayson - he had a bad cough that they diagnosed as pertussis. Which ended up being a misdiagnosis. On Wednesday we were back at the ER because he was getting worse and had a 103 fever. Chest xrays revealed a mild case of pneumonia. An antibiotic shot and prescription in hand, we were sent on our way. Thankfully he started to immediately improve and was even able to enjoy the sand at the beach on our last day.

Here are the highs...and lows of the trip....

doing his "funny face"

whatchyou lookin at mommy?

even the dog enjoyed sunbathing on the deck

the entire town was sold out of plastic or inflatable pools - so we improvised with an underbed storage container - and he didn't know the difference!

At the ER...passed out and sweetly pathetic

so sick he couldn't even bring himself to eat his donut

failed attempt at matching pj's pic....grayson wouldn't stay still

sawyer!

cutest lil footprints ever

playing in the sand

Chasing the birds

Jump!

Lining up his shot

He really didn't want to leave putt putt

enjoying the sunset on our last night

Goodbye ocean city! Hope to see you again soon!

I'm sure this will backfire on me, but....

I know that me speaking of this will backfire on me, but I just have to say I'm so proud of my little fella. He slept 10 hours straight last night! 1-0. Wow! He went down at 7:30 and didn't wake up til 5:30. Momma went down at 9:30 and slept til 5:30 (8 hours of sleep? unheard of for me!). It was a dream.

When he went back down at 6 I was actually rested enough to stay up and get some stuff down around the house before Grayson woke up. Heavenly is the only word to describe it.

And now that I've spoken of it, I'm prepared for a night of every hour on the hour feedings tonight. ;-)

Bros

All About Sawyer

Hard to believe my little dude is 1 month old. Let me tell you a little more about my mini man and what I know about him after a wonderful month.

He LOVES to eat and is a little chunkster. He is 1 month old and already growing out of 0-3 month clothes. He only stayed in newborn diapers for about 10 days then moved on to 1's. And I haven't bought a ton of those, because I think 2's are on the horizon in the next few weeks. At his 1 month appt he is in the 75th percentile for weight.

He's not a bad sleeper. We've settled into a routine of him going down somewhere between 7 and 8 p.m. for the night. He then wakes up normally around 1...then again around 4:30 or 5. The other night he went 8 hours though from 7:45 to 3:45. Which was awesome. It would be great if that repeated itself...but I'm not holding my breath.

He's a well behaved little man. His general demeanor is pleasant. He's pretty happy just relaxing in the bouncy seat. Unless that is he's having stomach issues/gas, in which case, he's not happy unless he's being held.

He goes back and forth between bottle and boob just fine. This makes for one happy mama. I've been able to go out on a few dates and have the sitter do his last bottle for the evening. He takes it like a champ, and comes right back to the boob for the next feeding without any problems. He's also had 2 nights with dad as mom has had some girl time with her sisters/mom and with the MIL.

He has a serious case of baby acne. I won't lie. It bothers me. I wish he had a nice smooth complexion...but I'll get over my vanity on this one.

He's quite the sucker. He likes his fists, my fingers and his pacifier. We've already graduated from the green ones they give at the hospital to the Nuk. Thankfully I saved a whole bunch from Grayson and didn't need to purchase any new ones.

He actually likes taking a bath. This one is funny to me because Grayson absolutely hated it and screamed through it each time. Sawyer loves it and gets all calm and quiet. It's kind of sweet.

Here are some shots from his 1 month photo shoot at Pic.ture People. Enjoy!

Sawyer's Birth Story

The weekend of Sawyer's arrival, my BFF came into town for a quick visit. She was 26 weeks pregnant and we really wanted to see each other before Sawyer came so that we could get a belly pic together. She came into town Saturday and left Sunday evening. Meanwhile on Sunday morning I passed my plug and had a little bit of blood as well as contractions. I knew Sawyer was close...just didn't know how close. To the left is my last belly pic, taken 1 day before I went into labor.

We dropped my friend off at the train station at 7:30 p.m. and headed home. I sang to Grayson and tucked him in, cherishing what I figured was either the last night, or close to the last night, that it would be just us.

At 9, we headed to bed to watch True Blood before we went to sleep (we are early retirers at night, don't judge). As i headed up the stairs I felt some leakage. It wasn't much, but enough to change my underwear. As I climbed in bed I told David not to get too comfortable, that time would tell if it was my water starting to leak or not. It happened 2 more times in the next half hour and some mild contractions began. So, I texted the sitter arranged for Grayson and called the doc. She said to come on in to the hospital, so I got out of bed, tried to do something with my hair and makeup and made sure everything was in the hospital bag. Before we left we both went in to peek in at G sleeping and appreciate that last moment of just us 3. Amazingly enough I didn't cry...I was more excited than sad at that point.

By 10:15 sitter had arrived and we headed to the hospital. Unfortunately we hit a good bit of traffic on the way. (Brake lights pictured on right....not a sight a contracting girl wants to see) So it took us about 15 extra minutes to get there - and my contractions were starting to hurt by that point. So that was really annoying.

We were at the hospital before 10:45 - I got all checked in, and went to triage for them to check my water bag. I was 5cm when we got to triage and my water still hadn't ruptured, was just leaking. I encouraged them to hurry up and start my IV so I could get my epidural sooner rather than later. Contractions were coming close and were really hurting. They started my IV and sent me to my Labor and Delivery room. On the way, we saw my family in the hall (my younger sister, Mom, Grandma and Dad).

The next hour or so I just spent making it through each contraction as they got worse and worse waiting for the epidural. The anesthesiologist was in an emergency c-section so I had to wait. Finally he came in, and I breathed a sigh of relief that the pain was about to be over. I'd gone way past the pain level I was at with G's labor before getting the epidural and was ready to be done. Unfortunately he had a booger of a time finding the right spot to put it in. He dug around my spine through 2 contractions before saying he'd have to switch to another vertebrae because the space was too tight. It. Was. Awful. Numbed or not....someone digging around your spine is painful. Finally he got it in and relief came.

At that point they checked me and I was at 7cm. They broke my water the rest of the way and guesstimated that I'd be ready to go in about an hour. At this point the family came back in and we had a fun little party for a bit while we waited. My in-law's arrived by this point too.

Sure enough, an hour later my cervix was gone and I was ready to push. Everyone left the room at this point except David, my mom, my grandma and my sister.

I only had to push through 5 or 6 contractions over 20 minutes. This is a HUGE improvement over last time. Towards the end, Sawyer's heart rate was dropping just a bit (to about 96), so they wanted to get him out. The doc used the vacuum for 2 pushes at the end to help out a little.

At 2:56 we finally met Sawyer. My first thought was that he looked just like Grayson, minus the forceps horns. They let me hold him right away which was amazing. Somehow I didn't cry - I just smiled and laughed and was so happy to meet him. They took him away to clean him up and do his weight (8lbs 13 oz - a whole lb bigger than G) and 20.5 inches long (a half inch bigger than G). Once all the formalities were done, he came back to my arms all wrapped up in his cute little hate and blanket. We cuddled a bit, then passed him around to Daddy and the other visitors. It was so nice to have that experience. I have all the happy pics of this moment that I didn't get to have last time.

After the family had all met Sawyer and gotten their photo op, they all said their goodbyes and left us alone. I put Sawyer to my boob to see what would happen and he began eating like a champ. No latch issues or anything. The boy was a natural eater! (Not surprising since I am too!).

At 5:30 a.m. we were finally in the post-partum room and it was time for some rest. I was soooo exhausted. David went home to relieve the sitter, and was coming back with G when visiting hours began around lunchtime.

So from start to finish the whole labor only lasted less than 6 hours from the uncertain start to the finish. Not bad.

And we have a beautiful healthy baby boy. I am one extremely thankful mama for an experience with Sawyer that was smooth and exactly as it should be - from 2 pink lines to "it's a boy!".

Introducing Sawyer!

Sawyer is Here

We welcomed an 8lb 13 oz 20.5 inches beautiful baby boy early this morning at 2:56 a.m. Birth went smoothly and we are both doing well. Pics to come when we get home and have a computer.

Birth Story

So...I never really realized I never posted my Grayson birth story. I started this post on 7/5/08 - 2 years and 1 day ago. For some reason, I never finished it. Thanks to Katie for pointing that out...so here it is, and I've wrapped it up for you guys too. I promise it won't take as long to post about Sawyer's arrival when he comes.

On Saturday, May 31st we decided to go to a movie as we do most Saturdays. We saw "The Strangers" - a great scary movie with Liv Tyler and that guy who played Ben on "Felicity". About 1/2 way through - at 2 p.m. - I had to pee super bad, so I left. Unfortunately there was a line in the bathroom. So while I waited in line squirming because my bladder was too full, I felt some definite leakage. Hmmmm. Was this me peeing my pants a bit cause Grayson kicked me down there? Or was my water breaking? I've talked to people who had the slow trickle, not the big gush when it came to water breaking, so I was suspicious. I finally got into a stall and did my business and my underwear were pretty darn wet. I sniffed them (I know...gross) to see if it smelled like pee or not...and it definitely did not. So I preceded out to call my sister to ask her how I would know difference between peeing and leaking water. She told me to call doctor. So I did... There's an answering service I leave a message with, then I sit and wait in the hall for the doc to call back. Some significant time has passed at this point so the husband comes out to see what I could possibly be doing. I catch him up on situation, and while being excited about what could be going on, he really wants to finish the movie which was just starting to get all scary and good. Unfortunately, the doc calls back and tells us it's probably best to come in so he can check and see if my water broke or not.

So...we leave for the hospital. As we are walking out through the food court, I start leaking some more. I am now pretty sure it's the real thing. As we drive to hospital I get my first crampings. I was not prepared to head to hospital from the friggin mall, so I had to call my mom and have her pick up my hospital bag from my house. Luckily I was prepared and all she had to do was pick up the bag and find the last minute items I had on a list in the bag.

Husband dropped me off at the door while he went to park and I checked in at the registration desk. Let me just tell you, for having already been preregistered, it sure took a long time to fill out more forms and get checked in. Luckily my crampings were still manageable at this point. I feel bad for those who are in all-out labor and have to wait through that.

We then went up to Labor and Delivery where we sat and wait about 15 minutes longer before there is a curtained area for us to go to. As I sat there, I leaked more and more on that poor chair and my contractions started to take my breath away. When they finally led me back to a cot to change into a gown, it fluid was running down my legs. It was such a crazy gross feeling. As more contractions came as I laid on the cot while they started my IV and such I started gushing. So so gross. It was obvious I was in labor so they admitted me and sent me on to a labor and delivery room.

I must say, I was a wus. Very shortly after I was in the L&D room I got my epidural. The contractions hurt like the dickens....I could only imagine how much worse they would've gotten. The anesthesiolgist was so my best friend when he came in. I didn't look at the needle on purpose...didn't want to see it. It was certainly uncomfortable getting it put in, but the relief was almost immediately thankfully. After that, the party started. I was at 6 cm at this point and didn't have too awful far to go.

Present for the party were my husband (duh), mom, dad, 2 sisters,brother and sis in law and niece and nephew. What a parade! (Don't worry...they weren't all in there for the main event...just for the previews). The next couple hours were quite fun as I had no pain and just kind of hung out enjoying my last moments with him in my belly. At one point I kicked everyone out of the room so husband and I could have a few last moments together before our lives changed forever. (Something I highly suggest for all you expectant ladies - in the rush of things it could be easy to miss).

By 9 p.m. I was fully dilated and it was time to push. Unfortunately, this pushing went nowhere. In the frustrating 2 hours that followed I pushed and pushed and he didn't budge. At one point his heart level dropped crazy low and they quickly rolled me onto my side and gave me oxygen to help him along. Thankfully that fixed things fairly quickly. Throughout the pushing his heartrate continued to dip low, then get too high. Not dangerously so, but enough to make me a nervous wreck. And then I spiked a fever of almost 102. Now, I don't get fevers. My temp is normally so low that a temp of 99 is high for me. So that was kind of freaky too. I could feel the fever too. I was so hot and I had that headache you get with fevers. Plus I was exhausted from pushing. They gave me tylenol for the fever, and antibiotics in my IV as a precautionary measure in case I picked up an infection of some kind. Thankfully the fever came down fairly quickly, and we still don't quite know what that was all about.

In the room at this point were my mom, my 2 sisters and my husband. Let me just say the my husband was amazing. Holding my hand, The doc came in and saw my progress had not changed in the last couple hours.

Note: This is where my 2008 draft ends, and I pick up in 2010. :-)

So...doc comes in, I'm full dilated, been pushing for over 2 hours with L&D nurse, had a fever, had oxygen issues with G. He knows that I would prefer not to have a c-section from my birth plan, and asks if I'd like some assistance. I asked what that would mean, and he said forceps. At this point, I was so ready to meet our little guy, that I would've said yes to anything. So I said "yes".

Things happened very quickly then as everyone moved into place. They also gave me a little extra in my epidural, because I sure didn't want to feel the forceps. If you've never seen them, think salad tongs, only GINORMOUS. Seriously...they are huge. Up until this point the epidural had been working nicely. I could tell when I was contracting, and it was uncomfortable, but not painful. But, as soon as he put those forceps in me, all that changed. I felt excruciating pain. I thought he was ripping me in two. I screamed and screamed and cried, he attempted to get G out and he still wouldn't quite budge. This went on for what seemed like eternity but probably was only 90 seconds to 2 minutes. Finally the doc gave me some more assistance with an episiotomy. At that point I felt instant relief and could breathe again and out came Grayson.

Now, due to the forceps he had quite the "horns" on his head. And my first thought was he looked like the aliens in Indiana Jones Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. But I didn't care, he was out, he looked healthy, he was crying, he was beautiful.

They whisked him away to clean him up, and I could breathe again. My doc told me my episiotomy was quite intense....a level 4 is I believe what they call it. Yep...that means I was snipped hole to hole. Not something that was fun to recover from. While I was getting stitched up things started to get dramatic on the other side of the room. All the sudden there was a bunch of action on the other side of the room where Grayson was and they whisked the curtain closed and called David over there. He said he was as blue as a smurf when he got to the other side. He was having problems breathing and the nurses worked to get him going again. He started breathing again, and they were going to be taking him to the NICU. I'm of course crying by now because I don't really know what's going on and I really just want to hold my baby. They consent to letting me hold him for just a few moments before they steal him away. Words cannot explain what I felt in that moment. Such love for this little dude I'd just met, such fear that he was not going to be ok, and such sadness that things were not going at all how I'd imagined.


This is the one photo I got to take with him before he went to the NICU. I hate that I don't have any of those smiling delivery room pictures with him and me and David and my family.

David got to go down with him to the NICU and was able to take a few more photos of him to bring to me to see. When he got back, I again kicked everyone out of the room and I just cried and cried with him wondering why nothing can ever go smoothly for us. It was a rough night.

As we all know now, Grayson is fine. He ended up in the NICU for 9 nights. Which was 9 nights of hell. I kept a crazy schedule of visiting him all day, then waking up in the night to pump so he'd have breastmilk. It was exhausting and we were so relieved when he finally was able to come home. You can read a few more details on all that over here....although I was quite the bad blogger when he was an infant, because I was so overwhelmed by everything. Add to that the recovery from my delivery which was just awful. In hindsight, I wish I had a c-section instead. I couldn't sit or walk or sneeze or breathe without pain for weeks and weeks. Plus I couldn't properly rest with all that back and forth to the NICU the first 9 days.

At my 6 week check up I was still in pain. Really, it was awful. Just say no to forceps is my advice.

That about wraps it up. I'm sure I'm forgetting some details as it was over 2 years ago now, but that's the basics. Sorry for the long post, but it's a long story to tell.

I really am believing that Sawyer's arrival is going to be totally totally different. It's going to be easy and smooth, he's gonna just pop right out as he's supposed to, I'm going to not tare at all (or barely) and he's going to be able to stay with me for happy pics post-delivery.

And hopefully, all of this will be happening very very soon.

All Quiet on the Uterine Front

Well, since my big "4" news on Friday, all has been pretty quiet. I must admit, I'm kind of glad I made it through the weekend without having this baby. I am off of work all this week, and was kind of looking forward to one last week of just me and G. Movies, shopping, lunches, pool, playing - all the good stuff we never get to do cause I'm at work. My ideal time to have this baby is this upcoming weekend. We'll see...

I did have some decent contractions on Sunday. They were fairly intense for about an hour - every 10 minutes. I was so sure that "this was it" that I even put my hospital bag in the car before heading to my parent's house for a BBQ. But as suddenly as they came on, they just stopped.

Oh.... and I'm crazy nesting and cleaning. Over past couple of days I've cleaned all my carpets on my bottom 2 floors with my new biss.ell steam cleaner too. No easy task for someone almost 50 lbs overweight with swollen feet. So, I'm doing anything but taking it easy. Amazing how I can be 4cm dilated and working this hard and still nada. But, I am appreciating the time I have. Every night as I put G to bed I think it could be the last of just me and him and I spend just a little more time cuddling.

I'll be sure to keep you all posted, but for now, all quiet on the uterine front!

Photos Galore

I hate to admit I've been pretty bad at printing photos of Grayson and getting them in albums. I did really well up to about a year. The first year of his life is nice and organized in a series of 4 matching photo albums.

Now, the 2nd year, is a different story. We have them all in the computer, but have been slacking in the area of ordering prints and putting them in albums. In an effort to have everything totally up to date by the time Sawyer arrives, I've just placed in order with apple for over 700 photos.

Oy vey!

They will arrive in the next week and my goal is to have them all organized and albumed up (is that a word? albumed?), before S gets here. I need a fresh start and don't want to be behind when #2 arrives.

Plus, this weekend we bit the bullet and joined the digital slr club. Our camera was seriously lacking and old and took pretty crappy pics. It was time. New camera = desire to take lots of new pics = must get caught up now with the backlog so that I can stay current with new photos.

I have a few other projects to finish up before we meet Sawyer, but I'd say this is the biggest one to date. I'm tired just thinking about it!

Wondering What My Balance Is

I work full time. Most of the time I love it, other times I dream of being a stay at home mom. Then there are times like last week when I was stuck in the house for a week with the G-man because he picked up hand/foot/mouth disease. And I realize, I may not quite be wired for the full time staying home thing. I have never been so excited to go back to work as I was this past Tuesday when we were past the contagious phase. But then by Wednesday afternoon when Grayson learned to climb out of his pack n play at my mom's house (she watches him 1 day a week) and wouldn't nap, I just wanted to not have to worry about work and put G and his needs first. I wonder if there is any way to feel like I'm doing the 100% total right thing for me and our growing family.

I do have a dream situation with my job. I have full time child care on site...with people I trust. I can go visit him whenever I want. I get to eat lunch with him every day. And, the price point is way affordable compared to full-time child care centers. When Sawyer arrives, he will be in this child care as well. I guess you could say it's really the best of both worlds. But there are still days where I feel like I only get 30 minutes of quality time with G. We get up, and bond a little in the morning before things get busy and we have to get out the door. I drop him off for the morning, pick him up at noon and have lunch with him, drop him back off for the afternoon, then pick him up when work is over. Once we get home, I cook dinner - not much attention being able to be given to him during this time. We eat as a family, then daddy does bath time and he goes to bed. There are nights I wonder if I cuddled him enough, loved him enough, played with him enough. If I gave him my best at all - or if that went to a million different other tasks instead.

Not complaining here. Just pondering. And wondering how I will feel once Sawyer arrives and my love, time and affection and spread even more thin. I'm familiar with mommy guilt and sure don't like living there. I guess I'm just wondering what my perfect balance is. Do I keep working full time? Cut to part time? Bite the bullet and take a sabbatical for a year or two? (Choice C here is quite unrealistic financially). I guess I won't really know what's best for our family until S arrives in July. But for now, I'm wondering.

Less than 10 weeks to go! Well...hopefully more like 8. I'm ready. And then again I'm not. :-)

Today...

I am 26 weeks along...

I have 98 days to go (woohoo! broke into the double digits!)...

I have already peed 37 times (ok...slight embellishment)....

I am 30 pounds up. Ugh....

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and am more excited than ever to meet Sawyer!

Bath Time Preparedness

Let the brothers bath time fun begin!

Coming Attractions

I hit 20 weeks tomorrow. Halfway there! To say that time is crawling by is an understatement. Everyone said second pregnancies fly by. They lied. There are moments it feels as though time is standing still; that I've been pregnant forever already and that it is forever and ever until July 21st. So, to help myself pass the time, I've decided to set myself some other mile markers in the form of my favorite past time.

It's no secret I love movies. My water broke with Grayson at the movies, and he was out to see his first one at 2 weeks old. Now granted, since his birth I don't get to see all the movies I'd like, but for the most part we get in one a week still, which ain't bad. So, here is a list of movies I can't wait for, along with a countdown to Sawyer. I need shorter goals here than the one 20 weeks away. For some odd reason, I feel like this will help.

Alice In Wonderland
1 week (well, 4 days really) 'til movie release
20 weeks from Sawyer's due date
Why I Can't Wait: Disney film + Johnny Depp playing a trippy character - which is what he does best



Date Night
6 weeks 'til movie release
Just shy of 15 weeks from Sawyer's due date
Why I Can't Wait: Tina Fey and Steve Carrell are 2 of the funniest people on the planet. So glad they are finally teaming up.



Death at a Funeral
7 weeks 'til movie release
Just shy of 14 weeks from Sawyer's Due Date
Why I Can't Wait: I LOVED the British version and even own it. The casting in this one looks great and I can't wait to see what they do with the remake.



Sex & The City 2
13 weeks 'til movie release
Just shy of 8 weeks from Sawyer's Due Date
Why I Can't Wait: I LOVED this series. I own all the seasons, have watched every episode at least 5 times. And, it's good luck. My water broke with Grayson the day after seeing the 1st movie.



The A-Team
15 weeks 'til movie release
Just shy of 6 weeks til Sawyer's due date
Why I Can't Wait: Freeze frame the trailer at exactly 1:00. That's why I can't wait.



The Twilight Saga: Eclipse
17 1/2 weeks til movie release (Wednesday opening)
3 weeks from Sawyer's due date (wooohooo! we're getting closer!)
Why I Can't Wait: To say I'm obsessed with these books and movies doesn't cut it. I've been to midnight book releases and movie openings, and I'm sure this one is no exception. I even have plans already to host a twilight themed pampered chef party on the midnight release night!

Sigh...no trailer to show yet, but it comes out in the next week or so and I will post.

After Eclipse, I'm in the home stretch...the month of July. Here's to hoping I go 10 days early with Sawyer, like I did with Grayson!

First Personalized Purchase

I am OBSESSED with getting things personalized and monogrammed. Grayson has his name and/or initials on so much of his stuff. I'm trying to scale back a bit for the next little guy, so that some more items have some resale value. But, I couldn't resist on the day I found out he is indeed a boy, to make just one personalized purchase.

I ordered these personalized pacifier and bottle/cup labels for the little guy. I have them for Grayson and they are great! They are easy to get off if necessary, but stay where they are put, even in the dishwasher. This is a definite must have item in my opinion for the little one, especially if they will be in day care, a mommy and me group, the church nursery, or anywhere else where their stuff could be mistaken for someone else's. And they are cheap!

What name will these labels have on them you ask? This little guy's name will be "Sawyer".

Mommy can't wait to meet you Sawyer and she is going to buy you so much crapola that everyone will know is yours!