La Smala de Muche: 2013

Sunday, December 22, 2013

It's great to be eight

Nicky turned 8. He decided to get baptized on December 21st.

New cleats to start soccer

I had kept Alex's shirt, I even found it after all theses years! No way BSA is going to get any of my money.

Auntie Kim still got the touch!

Saint Nicolas

December 6th brought Saint Nicolas back from Belgium again this year.

He left the little Elf to help Santa, his good friend, check on the kids

Liam was excited about it, well no, he only likes boobies

The Elf was named Lucky and got right to work

Papy et Granny

My parents came to meet their 8th grandchild.

I have a pix of my dad doing this with all my children, what you cannot hear is that most of the time, he is singing. Now my dad is NOT a good singer, but he signs for them, and it's most the time the song from his Army Regiment back in 1967, priceless :) They all fall asleep to the tune of their Belgian Papy singing.

My mom has always knitted. Growing up, we always had sweaters. She made those booties and hat in no time, like a pro that she always was

Do you love Freddy's? I love Freddy's, so we showed my parents why we love Freddy's, yum!!!

And our AZ sun is such a plus (nice dead plant there!)

One more nap and it was time to go back to Belgium :(((

Saturday, December 21, 2013

I'm behind and so time to load up

I am a little behind...okay wait, that didn't come out right, I don't have a little behind really, well it's not that big, what I mean (geeezzzee) is that I haven't had the time to blog much lately. I'd say that the little munchkin we have been blogging about lately is the guilty part here. So let's catch up, shall we:

I am not even sure where to start, so I think I'll just post random pictures with comments.

We love Bucca, yummmm

Uno burrito por favor!

Have you seen my neck?

I can't believe I didn't put a Halloween Picture, really???

Future engineer

Our new toy...nah, only fun neighbors!

See how the bench is half broken, well my genius dog didn't notice it at first and jumped to come sit next to me, duhhhh!! Oh and no, I am not all skin and bones, that's a fake skeleton there!

Look at that face, not sure I'd wanna meet that shark in the water!

Monday, November 4, 2013

William Timothee Inman

It has now been two weeks since I finished being pregnant. I have this perfect little boy, falling asleep in his little bouncer in front of me. The kids are at school and Reed went back to work today, after a very enjoyable layed back 2 week vacation/paternal leave. My heart is so full of love for this little one, I feel so blessed beyond measures, almost unworthy to have yet another perfect being in my home. And he is absolutely gorgeous too. He sleeps like a newborn, but I did get 2 times 4 hours last night. He loves our arms best though and would rather sleep near us then in any other contraption the world has invented to sooth babies...and I don't blame him :)

So here is the story of how he decided to come into this world: after hoping I would go in labor on my own, I had to give up and go in to be induced, on the 21st. My due date was the 22, I would have waited longer, except that my babies are sumo size and I didn't dare to wait for the extra 1/2 lbs they put on per week. I walked in the hospital on Monday at 7:00am, got registered, paid in advance for my fancy hotel room (for the price, you'd think I stayed at the Ritz!).
The nurse came to get me...and my water broke a little! I had mild contractions too, but they still gave me Pitocin which brought full on labor way fast. After an hour or so of hard contractions every 2-3 minutes, I realized that my super hero moments were enough and I got an epidural at 11. I think the anesthesiologist gave me the elephant dose because I was so numb from the boobs down that my butt felt like a blimp (think of how you feel with your face after the dentist if you are unfamiliar with epidural!). I usually can still move my legs a little but they were dead this time! Which worried me a little since I didn't know if I could feel anything to push when the time would come.
Around 3, the nurse called the doctor, I was ready to have this baby. I had had my two doses of penicillin to protect baby from any potential harm from that Strep B bacteria. Dr. Seal came in, he went and changed into "his birthday suit" as he called it (scrubs, no worries, I didn't have a weird birth with everyone naked or anything). By the time he came back in, baby was beyond crowning. I was told not to sneeze, laugh, cough or push.! The doc was trying to get dressed while holding Liam's head in. I had a mirror so I saw it all, which is kinda gross and kinda amazing at the same time. It's amazing to see your child being born, but it's freaky to see HOW he comes out, ouch, hello, who's idea was it to make 'em come out from there, it doesn't stretch that way, it's not made for that, come one!!!!
When the bed was ready and the doc too, he pretty much let the baby slide out, no one needed my help. I gave half a push for the football shoulders to come out (oh yeahhhh, no episiotomy...only rip tore, ugh!!!). He came out, followed by all the amniotic fluid he was plugging (and that's why when I got there and my water broke, it wasn't a flood like on TV). And there he was, perfect.
It felt a little unreal since I really didn't have to do anything and the epidural took all of the pain away. He looked just like his other brothers, since we just clone babies. They put him on me right away, and he warmed up against me for quite a while. Then the big moment came when they have to weigh him: 9 lbs 9 oz, 21 1/2 inches, 14 inches for the head. I had done it again, I had a giant baby, but so stinkin' cute again!

Last family picture without Liam! I looked totally stoned, but really, I was excited...and I love Maddy too, even if it looks like she's just behind me like a stranger!