Sunday, March 24, 2013

the makings of a monthly photo shoot

We did monthly pics with Ashton and now with Ava. They have both gone pretty much the same so far. Start off easy and stress free and slowly moves into capture the squirmy baby who thinks what you're trying to do is one big joke. We have hit that stage and let me tell you, it's a battle of epic proportions trying to snap ONE good shot. The outtakes definitely speak for themselves.

And then for the one I love the most (yes it was hard because those last two about were melting my heart).

Thursday, March 21, 2013

instagram lovin'

On most days I want to throw my phone through a window. I went from a 32gb to a 16gb iphone. Dumbest.thing.ever. I am constantly taking pictures of the kids and this POS doesn't hold hardly anything. Never again! So, whenever my phone is full I can usually rely on instagram to save me. I'm already obsessed but it also helps to have when my phone keeps telling me I can't take pictures (jerk). So here's a little instagram photo dump from the last couple weeks.

We took the kids to feed the ducks in Blackhawk for the first time. Ashton couldn't get enough. And seeing Ava's face light up at the ducks was hilarious.

With Ashton's HORRIBLE sleeping lately we decided to take the advice of some and transition him into a a "big boy" bed. I'm pretty sure it was the worst idea ever. He sleeps in it now, but not without throwing a few stuffed animals at the door and screaming for a little bit like we're the worst parents on earth for putting him through this. Ava sleeps awesome in her bed and one of Ashton's favorite things to do on the weekends is go get her when she wakes up. Melts my heart.

Spent St. Patty's Day weekend in my hometown. The kids had so much fun at the festival and were on their best behavior. This was Ashton's first time out of the house all day without a diaper or pull up. No accidents! (I am not counting the awesome poop accident he had 10 minutes before we left of course)

Sunny days have been frequent around here! That means park days! Can't wait for more. It truly keeps Ashton and myself sane to get out of the house.

Since Ava decided she was going to grow up, we had to lower her crib aka break my back ever time I put her in it now. Ashton is such a little helper and was all over it. Kid loves him some tools!

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

monthly chalkboard

With some inspiration from pinterest, I decided I wanted to track Ava's monthly pictures with a chalkboard. I took a frame we already had, spray painted it white and painted the board with chalkboard paint. She's 9 months tomorrow so I obviously have failed miserably to post the current 8 here. But here they are in all their glory.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

first birthday sneak peak

Ava's birthday is in 3.5 months! This party is just making a tad bit giddy. Pink ombre goodness with some fancy schmancy gold glitter accents. Fabulous I tell you!!


ava's nursery

After much planning we got Ava's nursery completed and almost completely before she came! We still have some things to do which will eventually get done....I think. It was so much fun planning. I wanted to have a room that was girly but not typical pink, lace, and ruffles. I like modern clean lines and I think we hit the nail on the head with her room. I couldn't be happier with the turnout.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

maternity pics

Before Ava was born I was diagnosed with Bell's Palsy. I woke up one morning with the entire left side of my face paralysed. It was the scariest thing I had ever been through. I was devastated thinking this would be permanent. Well, it is not completely permanent and I have a great deal of permanent damage. I had the most severe form which meant 100% recovery wasn't likely. To this day, I still don't have a full smile and my eye closes when I try to smile, talk, eat, and yawn. It's extremely saddening and taking pictures blows. And speaking of pictures, this of course happened like two weeks before our maternity pictures. Pictures I had been planning for months. Luckily I have an awesome photographer who was able to get some great shots that I don't look too angry in.

Friday, March 1, 2013

a looong break

Yeah, that's right. A loooog break. I lost focus and got busy. And I'm sure the two readers I have were super bummed. Hah! Well, I'm trying to get back on. At least as an easy way for family to stay up to date. Nana doesn't have facebook (I know right, craziness!). Everyone else is far. So, we'll rewind a little, get some quick updates on here over the next few posts and we'll be right back on track. Just in time to start some hardcore 1st birthday party planning! Who am I kidding, we've been planning for months now. Party planning is like crack for me. And I'm a self proclaimed addict.

So we'll start off with Ava. She's almost 9 months old and man this sweet girl is amazing. She is amazing in everything she does and she was amazing when she came into this world. And for those who don't know the story, amazing is a GIANT understatement. This girl thought she was some sort of superstar entering the world via the big screen.

It was a Wednesday evening. June 6th. Laying in bed trying to catch some Zs (at this point it was rare I ever got a good night's sleep). Jeff was next to me passed out. I felt some tightness in my stomach and a little cramping. Could this be a contraction? My biggest fear was not knowing I was in labor. I never had braxton hicks with Ashton and because I was induced with him and got my epi after a couple contractions, I was damn near clueless about them. So I thought, what the hell, and started timing. They started off 10 or so minutes apart, were painful and I was extremely uncomfortable. About an hour later they were around 7-8 minutes apart and growing in pain. Shortly after that I called the doc. She promptly told me that I needed to wait until they were 5 minutes apart for 2 hours. Is this chic crazy!? I'm 40 minutes from the hospital, one my second kid and know this is not a psych out. So I waited a little longer. They became around 6-7 minutes apart. I called my mom and she was pretty quick to tell me I needed to get my butt to the hospital ASAP. Coming from the baby factory herself, I trusted her knowledge and my gut. Called the doc again and basically told her I was going in. Got up, threw the stuff in the car and drove Ashton to our friend's house. God bless her for getting up at 3am to watch Ashton for us. Pulled up to her house and texted her we were there. It was 3:21 am. Then we hauled ass to the hospital. Looking back I am scared to think what would have happened should we have had to leave around commute time. Going around 90mph down highway 4, we were making excellent time. Until of course we pass a highway patrol. Yup, we knew it, we were being pulled over. Telling us to go the speed limit and asking if I needed an ambulance, the cop was very nice and let us go. Speed limit? I was about to have a car baby. No speed limit for us. Jeff raced off and about a half block from the hospital my body started to push. This kid was coming no matter where I was. Made it to labor and delivery (barely) and in 15 minutes and 2.5 pushes later, our sweet baby girl was here. At 4:21 am. Yup, exactly a hour after dropping Ashton off. She was the spitting image of Ashton. She was perfect and we were in love.