Pages

Showing posts with label little brother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label little brother. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

exciting day!!

Today is exciting for multiple reasons. The first one is that Baby D is a full week old! That seems pretty crazy to me. I don't know that I would believe it, except for my handy hospital-issue breastfeeding chart that clearly shows that he is a week old.

Also, my little brother gets off his mission today! AH! So excited to see him! LDS missions are two years long for guys, and while they're out preaching the gospel they get 2 phone calls home per year, on Mother's Day and Christmas. They do get to write home on Mondays, though.

But my brother is coming home today! At 3:30 pm! I can't meet him at the airport, but the rest of my family is and I'm so excited for them all. Two years is a short time and a long time; a lot has changed. My other brother broke his hip and suffered a zillion complications, lost all mobility and contracted a serious disease shortly after Sam left: we had to finally install a wheelchair ramp into the house, and move a hospital bed permanently into the living room for James to live on, since he can no longer walk or crawl or even sit.

My sister graduated from high school and started college out in Idaho. She's now a sophomore. When Sam left she was a junior in high school (she ended up following in my footsteps and graduating early).

And obviously when he left I was in Utah, preparing for my graduation and anticipating an illustrious career in the soil sciences. And now after many unpredicted twists and turns, I am a SAHM to a rockin Godzilla baby! And Carl and I have a house!

And I'm sure Sam has changed a lot, too. You can see it in the letters he writes home. I'm so excited to see him again and catch up after all this time. <3

Thursday, March 17, 2011

communicating with Baby D

Baby Doozit is my ninja gangster child. Those pregnancy books say that eventually you'll start noticing a pattern of your baby sleeping and then being awake, and that's definitely true. He'll go for a while without doing anything, and then BAZAM he's all like ::kickkick punch roundhouse kick::. I told Carl we should name him Chuck Doozit, after his fetal hero, who is apparently Chuck Norris.

This kid is seriously hardcore. Carl can attest to his one-two punches, where it's like BAM BAM right in a row. And while you're apparently just supposed to feel your kid on one side, Baby D definitely likes to do this thing where he like kicks and punches simultaneously. So on my lower left side I get a whomp and then on the upper right side I get two little punches, all at the same time.

We will have to invest in martial arts lessons for our blooming ninja master.



I always tell Carl and my little missionary brother that Baby D says hi to them in Morse Code. This morning I got an email for Baby D from my brother:

I've been under the impression that morse code is braille, and if that's the case, then this should translate:

.... . .-.. .-.. --- -- -.-- -.. . .- .-. -. . .--. .... . .-- .. .... .- ...- . -. .----. - -- . - -.-- --- ..- .. -. .--. . .-. ... --- -. -.-- . - --..-- -... ..- - .. .- .-.. .-. . .- -.. -.-- -.- -. --- .-- -.-- --- ..- .- .-. . --. --- .. -. --. - --- -... . - .... . -.-. --- --- .-.. . ... - -.- .. -.. . ...- . .-. .-.-.- -.-- --- ..- .- .-.. ... --- .... .- .--. .--. . -. - --- .... .- ...- . - .... . -... . ... - -- --- -- --- ..-. .- .-.. .-.. - .. -- . .-.-.- .-- .... . -. -.-- --- ..- --. . - .... . .-. . --..-- .-. . -- . -- -... . .-. - --- .- .-.. .-- .- -.-- ... .-.. .. ... - . -. - --- .... . .-. .-.-.- .-.. --- ...- . -.-- .- --..-- -....- -....- ..- -. -.-. .-.. . ... .- --

He'll know what it means :D