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Tada, new header. I like it...

do you?

Changin' it up...

So some may notice that my header looks different, I want to switch it up and took a risk by replacing my old header, and cannot get it back. Hopefully I will figure out how to make it look good, sometimes I feel limited with blogger as to my options for headers and what not, any one else feel that way?

Oh well, the only way I'll learn is through trial and error, right? For now I am trying to get google to help me out...

and if you have any tips or ticks feel free to help me out, as long as they are free options. Thanks

Three Years and Happier Than ever.

Today was our anniversary...

Now that I look back and think that I was married at 19 (and a half) it is crazy, not that Im much older than that now. But Riley turned 19 today (yes we got married on his birthday) and he seems way to young to get married. I just feel like there is so much to do at that age other than get married.

in Waterton summer of 2008

Now we have a new addition to our family, a pretty cute one if I do say so myself, it feels weird sometimes but it's my whole world right now and I love it I wouldn't trade it for anything.


We went out for dinner last night just the two of us, and it was pretty hard, I had lost some sleep the nights before in anticipation of leaving Mr.Magoo at home without me. I had only done it once before for like 20min with Jared while I went to grab some groceries. We had Jared's mom come watch him, someone I trust completely which made it a bit easier. Once we were at the restaurant it was a bit easier and kind of nice being able to go out not worried about having to find a semi-private place to feed a hungry baby.

There is so much to look forward to in the next 3 years, hopefully by that point Jared will just about be done school (crossing my fingers) and we will be looking at new adventures.

Another fun trick

I got him to put his pacifier in his mouth a few times. He doesn't really like his pacifier, which isn't a bad thing, he will take it once in awhile.

Photo and video editing at www.OneTrueMedia.com

He Rolls!

Okay so it's only from tummy to back, but we think it's pretty awesome.
He hit the 7 week mark yesterday, and this is his 4th time rolling like that, the first time was on Saturday.

Photo and video editing at www.OneTrueMedia.com

Some call her Jo Jo but I call her Mom

So I wanted to do up a post about my Mom, it was her birthday yesterday and it always seems that on her birthday I tend to reflect on all the great things my mom has done for me, and just in the past year there were alot.

Well I got pregnant in February and told my parents in May the good news and my Mom was so happy for us. One thing I really love about my Mom is her patients, she would never call me to see if I had my appointment yet, or to ask how the baby was doing (I hated that question while I was pregnant and everyone seemed to ask it all the time. How am I suppose to know how it was doing, it was inside of me...anyways), if I was in Labour,or any other such question. She would always just wait for me to call her cause she knew she would hear about it sooner than later.

So somewhere between my 25th and 30th week of labour I watched a video of a birth, but one of those ones where you see EVERYTHING! And it was actually unintentional, I had just intended to watch and epidural be put in, got distracted looked back and she was in full on pushing, and I could not take my eyes off. All this I watched by myself while Jared had his brother over. Well to say the least I got very upset about what I had just watched, so I went to a private place and called my Mom, and woke her up (it was 10:30pm). She wasn't upset that I woke her she was just very consoling. She listened to me sobbing about how I didn't think I could do what I just saw, that my body could not look like that, and that I just wanted her to make it stop (all this while I laid on my bed in the fetal position). Then she consoled me and told me that I would do great, that I was strong and that my body would go back to the way it should be, and that really it was too late and she could not make it stop... (tough luck right, haha).

She told me I was beautiful while I carried around a big old belly, she was proud of the time I spent researching what I was going through and what kind of options I had for labour.

And then it came time for me to have my baby, and she didn't care if I did or didn't want her there. Of course I wanted her there though. And when she came I was waiting for my cervix to ripen up a bit so they could break my water, and she made me laugh and kept my mind off of what was coming. After they broke my water she comforted my and told me what I was experiencing was normal, she sat on the sidelines so that my Jared could comfort me and be my husband, she never tried to take over that. She came and rubbed my head at just the right moment and encouraged me all along the way.

When it came time when I did not think I could do it anymore and the pain was so incredibly bad, she told me I would not be any less of a person if I decided to get an epidural, it didn't make me a failure, or less strong.

And when I was pushing my baby out she sat in the corner where I would have privacy to experience that great blessing with my husband (she had told me before that she would be there until I pushed cause she thought it was a special thing to have with my husband). But when it came down to it, it was special to have my husband stand beside me, but I also wanted to give my mom the opportunity to at least watch. So I invited her to see what was going on, and she in the end expressed her gratitude to me, it was something she had never seen from that end before and she thought it was so neat.

In the week following my Mom stayed with us and cooked us awesome healthy food never mind the fact that she also went out in terrible weather and bought all our groceries and did any errands I needed, she supported me when I was frustrated with breastfeeding, she held my baby when I just needed to sleep, she also gave us space when we just needed to learn ourselves.

And now she spoils my little guy and gets him whatever he needs, and I love it. She is able to give him little things that we are not able to right now (we didn't really get him anything other than diapers for christmas...). I could go on and on about my awesome Mom, and maybe another day I will.

But I just want to say Happy Birthday Mom, I love ya.

The last week of 2010

So after Christmas we headed to my parents house up by Edmonton and got to spend almost a whole week there. Jared and I got to see some friends and family who still hadn't met our little Magoo.

Like Father...

Like Son.

This picture of him makes me laugh so hard, he looks like a troll just not a very happy one.

While I was up a close friend threw me a baby shower. It was really awesome and so good to see the people who were able to make it. There were lots I was hoping to see who weren't able to come.

Emily did these awesome cake pop monkeys from the Bakerella cookbook jumping on the bed for the shower. It was so cute, and Robyn and Bevan helped out too


I had to add this great picture of Emily with Mr.Magoo up, isn't she so gorgeous.


I hope everyone can look back at 2010 with wonderful memories and look forward to 2011 to hold many great adventures.