M's Game

We went to the Mariners game last night! Most of the game went pretty welll...until Griffey hit a homerun and the whole stadium (which was PACKED) went nuts. Brian and I were cheering, and I looked down to see Wyatt FREAKING out. It was hilarious, and sad. Poor guy was totally scared of all the noise!

I don't really have much else to report...just thought these pictures were worth sharing!

12 weeks already....

This is just one of the hundreds of videos we have of Wyatt showing off his vocal skills. He "talked" like this the whole time we were getting camping stuff at Target today. Just as happy as could be! They say that three months is the magic turn-around time for babies who are colicky, and it is totally true.

We are leaving this week to my family reunion in Idaho. Every year my dad's side of the family gets together for a camping trip on the St. Joe River in Idaho. A great time is always had by all, and we are excited for them all to meet Wyatt. So far only my aunt and cousin Amber (aka - the best babysitter ever) are the only Whitesitt family that he has met. The hard part is fitting all of the extra baby gear AND camping gear in the Subaru.

The other night my cousin Amber watched Wyatt and Brian and I went out to dinner and a movie (hence the babysitter comment above). It was weird to be driving int he car without him in the back seat! But we had a great time and an amazing meal in Phinney Ridge. We went to the Stumbling Goat, this sweet little place that supports local farmer's. We sat outside in the nice weather and had good food and wine. We debated on getting a fancy dessert, but decided that we needed Sour Patch Kids and pop at the movie theater instead. After dinner Brian took me to the wrong theater. Classic Brian move. The movie we had planned to see - The Hangover - was not even showing there. So we just decided to go to the theater that we usually go to and is closest to our house over in Mountlake Terrace. Little did we know that it had changed over to the most genius place on earth. It is now called Cinnebarre. It is a cinema for 21 and older. It's a BAR. You can order food and drinks WHILE you watch the movie. You even have tables in front of you and can order whatever you want while the movie is going on. The people next to us had a bucket of Corona and a pitcher of some kind of Dacquiri. We were like little kids because we called everyone and told them the amazingness we had just stumbled upon. Not that we wanted to join in on all the alcohol (we both would have just fallen asleep during the movie!)- we were thrilled you could order stuff like BURGERS AND FRIES!! All of the excitement almost made us forget that we never got our Sour Patch Kids. Almost. :)

Alright - I need to get to sleep. Nothing else is really happening with us....just waiting around for Tami to have that baby!!

10 Weeks

Well - Today is a big day....Wyatt has officially been napping in his crib for about an hour! This is HUGE people!

He has been sleeping in his swing since about 2 weeks of age, and I can see it getting a bit ridiculous if we don't begin breaking that habbit soon. When he is crying at night we wake up and notice that he is practially hanging his legs off the end of it because he has scooted down so much.

I am ready to say that the colic is GONE. He is a completely different baby then before. So happy and curious now. We can start having a life again! We are starting to talk about weaning him off all of the things that we are doing to keep him calm - like the swing, white noise, swaddling to get him sleep. Should be interesting!

He has started sleeping for about a 5 hour stretch before he wakes up, too. There IS a God! Ha! Especially because I am on my own for the majority of 3 nights a week.

These pictures are an example of how happy he is now - as are mom and dad!

Nothing else is really going on with us - my cousin Amber is coming to babysit tonight and we are going out, I just hope my cuter clothes will fit....The ab video hasn't begun to get rid of my killer muffin top quite yet....

2 Months!

Wyatt will be two months tomorrow....CRAZY. He is getting so big, but is still such a tiny little guy.

The colic is getting better each day and we couldn't be more relieved. He is so much more alert and happy these days. He loves the morning times and is smiling so much - WHEN he is in the right mood. He still has his dramatic moments when he flails his arms and legs and squeezes the tiniest tears out like he is being tortured, but we are definately on the downhill slope of all the fussy-ness. He is totally different than even 2 weeks ago - Yay!

That being said....I attempted to go for a walk around the lake today. Notice I used the word "attempted." This walk was very planned out and I timed it when he would normally being going down for a nap. We got half way around the lake and I started thinking to myself, "Wow, I have this thing down! What a great baby I have! And what a great mother I am!" Then he woke up. He proceeded to cry, no WAIL uncontrollably. I immediately headed for the car, and took him out of the carrier. He cried the entire walk back to the car, which took about 30 minutes. When we got to the car, the little guy stopped and smiled. Hmmm...

Here is what I learned -

1. It's a crapshoot on whether he will be an angel or a terror. (So I need to plan for the latter)

2. People are stupid.

Don't say to someone with a screaming child - "Oh, someone's not happy." You friggin think so? Wow, thanks for letting me know because I was not aware that he was yelling in my ear. And if you see a situation like this, do not attempt to stop them and talk with them. Someone actually wanted to stop me and ask how old he was and crap. I just kept walking. They probably thought, "Well, she is a bad mother and rude!"

The three of us (4, sorry Lily) were in Wenatchee this week for Brian's grandpa's memorial. It was a sad time and a good time all in one. His family did a great job of coming together and remembering him. He was 96 years old and made such an impact on Brian's entire family's lives. It was nice to be a part of it all.

one month, already

It is crazy to think that we have had Wyatt home for a whole month already! We have all changed so much it seems.

Today was Brian's first day back at work....and so far, so good. Wyatt and I have sat in the rocking chair and listened to the beautiful sounds of the vacuum cleaner a couple of times, and bounced around the house countless times as well. All in attempt to calm the little guy from the bouts of screaming that seem to consume our days at times.

We went back to Wenatchee this past week and it was great to have parents around. It was so nice to be with my mom and have her help with Wyatt. It is hard to have him around others because he will most likely wail uncontrollably and it makes me so anxious and uncomfortable. But with grandparents, its okay! My mom is a pro with a crying baby, too. Sean had Colic and Nick, well, he was just a big crybaby if I remember right :) I felt better being around her and hearing all of the things she went through. Most of all, her and Chet helped us feel that we were doing a good job and that Wyatt was alright - nothing is wrong with him!

I don't know why I never prepared myself for the possibility of him having Colic, but we are learning quick! I love the times of the day when he is alert and happy, just wish they happened more often! He is just starting to look at stuff around the house and seem interested in his surroundings. I need to get some pictures of the incredibly confused faces he makes at stuff - so cute.

Alright, there is somewhat of an explanation of why we have been M.I.A. for the past few weeks! Once I get a picture of him at one month of age, I will post more....

Bath Time!

Wyatt had his first bath yesterday! He seemed to really like it! We have been continuing to adjust to our new life and it still seems to be a balancing act between feeding Wyatt and sleeping. The past few days he has been crying quite a bit more than before and I think last night we slept a total of three hours. He had his 2 week check-up today and the pediatrician thinks he has Colic. She was great about giving us a lot of tips on how to deal with it and to help soothe him, all the while admitting that her own kids were colicky and there isn't much you can do at times. It is looking like we are going to start sleeping in shifts and taking lots of car rides around the block! We keep saying to each other "Good thing he's cute!" :)

Happy Easter!

Here is Wyatt in his bunny hat from Liz. We are not doing anything for Easter this year....too soon to think about packing him up and taking him somewhere! So we stayed home and Wyatt is watching the Master's and the M's with Daddy while I take a nap and catch up on some laundry. Hope all of you have a great Easter!

He's Here!

It has been a crazy week! Wyatt Evan McKinney was born on April 3rd at 11:58 PM. We were scheduled to go in for some form of induction that day at 7:00 AM, but were told to stay home because there was no room for us and we could come back at 3:00....we were a little heart-broken but made the best of it and took a nap and washed the car.

When we finally got to our hospital room at 3:00, we found out that I was already in labor! No induction needed! It seemed like we waited around for a while and all the sudden my doctor checked me and said to the nurse, "Get the kit ready, she's complete!" After that my dad and Brian's dad were sent out of the room and 45 minutes later Wyatt was born.

We brought him home on Sunday afternoon and have been adjusting to life as parents. My mom has been here since then and went home today. She was such a big help and it was great to have her here. Just to have someone tell me that everything we were going through was "normal" was nice. Like with feeding....he has been a really sleepy baby and didn't want to wake up to eat for a long time. Therefore, he lost too much of his body weight. After MUCH persistence, things have figured themselves out and Wyatt is eating like a champ!

Anyway, he is currently the cutest baby ever and we love being with him everyday. We are even functioning fairly well on no sleep!

Friday!

Ok, so it looks like the "nudging" that the doctor was talking about will be Friday morning at 7:00! We are going in and he is doing....something. We don't exactly know. He thinks the extreme swelling and weight gain is reason enough to not let me sit around and wait to give birth. I am not sure how extensive the methods will be, but hopefully the baby will be here this weekend! YAY! We'll let you all know what is going on when we find out more!

Tomorrow?

Alright, people have been calling and emailing so I thought I would just post that tomorrow is the due date! Well, one of the due dates....we have been given three dates during the first couple of visits. Since there is no progress in the labor department I am guessing that April 1st was not accurate! Let's hope for the next date - April 4th, which is this Saturday.

We head to the Doc today and he promised he would start "nudging" things along if I had not made any more progress. I plan on holding him to that! My last day of work will be this Thursday. Thank goodness - it is getting harder and harder to get myself down the hallway. And, it is really difficult to stay focused on teaching when everyone on staff is constantly reminding me of the fact that I AM STILL HERE!? :)

Latest News....

I know it's been a while! Seems like we have been so busy taking care of odds and ends that time has flown by! As of now we have less than 2 weeks to go until the baby is born. Some of you are thinking - Wow, only 2 weeks! And we are thinking - Ugh, 2 more weeks!? I can currently be referred to as State-Puff Marshmallow woman. I no longer have legs, the are more like stumps and I have some KILLER "cankles" going on. My mom and I actually had to get me some flip flops at Target the other day because I could no longer wear my shoes. So embarassing.

The baby shower was so great! Thank you to everyone who made the trip to come! It meant a lot having everyone there - and we got so much great stuff!

I have been busy finishing up a classes from UW and SPU - what a pain! Getting ready for this baby makes research papers so much less important but they sure have both been taking up tons of my time.

Last week was 5th grade Outdoor Ed and I went with the kids up to camp on Wednesday. The place is up by Arlington so I had planned on going up for the day on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. I only made it Wednesday...Thursday Brian and I spent 12 hours at NW Hospital. To make a long story short, I got pretty sick early Thursday morning and after Brian paged the doctor, they admitted me into the labor and delivery. I was on an IV the entire day while Brian layed on the couch and watched college basketball. I woke up to him yelling at the tv - "Come on! Rebound!!" I think he was in heaven. I said to him, "Well, this is a wasted day, huh?" And he responded, "Speak for yourself! This is great!" After the long day we went home and all is fine - baby is fine and I am feeling much better. No sign of labor yet....Sucked to be in Labor and Delivery and not leave with a baby, though!

We have an ultrasound on Wednesday morning - our last one! The doctor wants to check on just how big the baby is, then we can talk about possibly getting this show on the road! If he is still in the 80th-90th percentile we might have a good chance of getting him out early.....But I sort of doubt it. This kid seems pretty happy to stay in there.

Alright, until next time! Hope things are going well with everyone!

No, There Isn't 2 in There!

Alright, this post is a long time coming. Especially because at this point I am used to it and have just come to expect these sorts of comments from people. Since the very first moment you could even tell I was pregnant, I have been getting comments from people at work, people at the mall, gym - everywhere - that have really made me aware of the etiquette that needs to be taught to the general public regarding women (and one pregnant man) who are "with child." So let me take a second to fill you in on what I mean...

1 - When you see a pregnant woman and think to yourself, "Wow, she is really pregnant!" Before you express your thoughts to this poor girl, stop, there is no way on earth she is as far along as you think she is. Here is a tip - take the number of months you think she is, and immediately subtract 2 months. I will be having a great day thinking, "Hey! I look good!" and all it takes is someone to say - "Whoa! Don't pop that thing out right here!" This doozie I heard when I was a mere 5 months pregnant. Ouch.

2 - Comments like, "Hey, that kid is coming early!" and my personal favorite, "Wow, that is a BIG baby!" are really unnecessary. The size of one's belly has nothing to do with the size of the baby, or when he/she will be born. Hearing these comments only makes the mom-to-be think, "Good God, I am huge." And contrary to the popular belief that women should just accept the fact that they are packing on the pounds simply because they are growing a human, it is still hard to get fat. Yes, we accept it eventually, but it is still an off limits subject to discuss unless you are married to the preggo woman. (And even then....be careful)

3 - Final tip - Never, yes, NEVER assume that the woman is incubating more than one kid! This seems to happen to most of us as we near the end. It's like people think that there is no way to explain the gigantic ball of belly that we are carrying around unless we are preparing to birth multiple children. Pregnant people have an actual child in them, not a barbie-size doll or a beanie baby - a HUMAN. And mistaking this one baby for two is ...... well, insulting. Someone actually said to me, "Are you sure there aren't two in there?" Really? You're right, I am so huge that I better check with my doctor to see if by mistake I am having twins. Thank you for noticing!

Really, just tell the pregnant ladies that you come across that they are "looking great" or keep a lid on it. We know what we look like, no need for comments from the peanut gallery. Unless you are married to us, then we are the most beautiful beings in the world. Which, we are after all since we are carrying your child. And even if we look like complete hell, find a way to comment on this fact. Thank you, Brian for being that sort of husband, while helping me laugh at the comments about my size and occasionally yelling, "Look out! Incoming!" when I walk down the hall. :)