Going from 3 to 4

So would it be cliche of me to say that this pregnancy is going by really fast?

I’m already half way through. In another 4 short months, I am going to meet this little bundle of joy sleep deprivation and count ounces of liquid gold and hear the whoosh whoosh sounds of the pump – a sound that is permanently burned in my mind.

This little girl has a big brother just waiting here to meet her. Hearing BabyBird talk about he is going to have a sister and that the baby is growing in mommy’s belly brings tears to my eyes. I know at the ripe age of 2 he cannot fully grasp the concept of a sibling and how much his world is going to change. We talk about her constantly to get him used to the idea that he is now the big boy and there will be a new baby in our family.


I stare at these baby pictures of BabyBird when he was just 8 months old and all I can see is this little boy looking back at me negotiating his snack choice or asking to stay at the park for 5 more minutes.

I also can’t help myself but try to imagine just what this little girl is going to look like. You see, I never imagined in my wildest dreams that I would have a son with dirty blonde hair like his daddy. I always just assumed that I would have dark hair babies that looked more asian – because my genes are supposed to be the dominate ones. But instead I am looking at a miniature version of my husband.


My hopes for this new bundle is to cherish the newborn moments, because they are fleeting. I will be exhausted, this is a given. But now that I look over at my 2 year old, I miss those baby days and the snuggles. I stare at baby pictures and wonder how time moved so quickly and yet so slowly at times. So remind me in 4 months from now when I am writing about the struggles of how to get my 4, 6, or 8 week old to sleep longer stretches that those days and weeks will pass. Sleep will come – eventually.

Soon enough I will have two little people running around my house, chasing each other no less. The sound of two sets of feet on the hardwood floor and two little mouths to feed. And I will be exhausted beyond words but oh so blessed at the same time.



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Memorial Day Weekend

We had an amazing and exhausting memorial day weekend.

The weekend started out with a birthday pool bash. We haven’t been to the pool since last summer and at first I was a bit hesitant on how BabyBird was going to do, but the moment we got to the pool he was so excited and had a great time.

This kid is absolutely fearless.

See that big yellow slide? He went down that about a dozen times with Daddy and loved it. And see that other green one? Yeah you go down that with an inner tube and it spins you around in a tube (it’s completely dark for half the ride) and then spits you out at the bottom. He saw some bigger kids go down and asked to do it too (with Daddy, of course). Like I said, this kid is fearless.





We were there at the pool for almost 4 hours and he loved every minute. The other big achievement was that he kept his swim trunks “dry” and we used the potty each time he had to go.

On Sunday, we went into Boulder to hang out at the annual Boulder Creek Festival. We walked around and ended up at the kid section with a train ride, firetrucks and of course street food.



He loved this little train ride that went around in a circle and then looped through the festival and came back.





Airbrush tattoo of a dinosaur, turtle balloon animal and passed out on Daddy’s shoulder on the walk back to the car.

On Memorial Day, Daddy ran the Bolder Boulder 10k race. We all (yawn) got up at 5:30am and headed into Boulder to drop Daddy off at the start line and we made our way to campus to the stadium where the finish line was. With the sad events at the Boston Marathon security at this race was a lot stricter than in previous years. The entire area where you can greet finishers was blocked off and they had metal detectors and screenings before you could enter the stadium. After dropping Daddy off, we went and got bagels on campus.







Daddy rocked the race and achieved a personal best!

It was a great weekend and we capped it all off with some pizza at our local pizza joint and ice cream. Each night this kid passed out in his bed not to be heard from until 8am the next day. Guess we wore someone out.


Baby #2 is…

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BabyBird is going to have a sister. Yay!!

The ultrasound went great, and our tech was super super nice (and also a mom of a 1yr old & 3yr old) and we peeked at the gender first before all of the regular measurements and sure enough, this little one showed that she was indeed a she.

We are over the moon happy and so excited to be bringing in this little girl into the world and can’t wait to meet her come this October.


Going to the Zoo

A few weekends ago, Grandmama & Papa joined us on a fun filled day at the Denver Zoo.


Sweetest photo of BabyBird walking with Grandmama. We brought our BOB stroller, but he didn’t ride in it much and preferred to walk instead.




My, what big ears you have.



Best seat in the house.



Best part of the zoo? The train ride of course! He was so excited to hand the conductor his token to ride the little train.

After the zoo we all headed over to Chipotle, otherwise known as BabyBird’s favorite place to eat, and gobbled up tacos & burritos.



going… going… Gone.

Needless to say with a full tummy and a day at the zoo he passed out pretty quickly on the way home.