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Friday, March 23, 2012

And now, the rest of the story...

Figured I'd fill in a few more details surrounding the birth of our little buddy.

1. Mark is funny and really good looking which provides for good blog posts and cute babies.
2. Hutchison is not a family name. I wish I could tell you it was meaningful...but, it's not.
3. This birth was not my favorite. Besides that day, everything has been pretty delightful.

The day started out full of promise. Here's my last belly shot before I got all suited up in that sweet, air conditioned robe. (Not trying to top the jumpsuit. Clearly that was the winner of the day.) I had a similar picture with Reese, except I was brunette that day. You just never know with me.
But quickly my makeup and hair went from that, to this. (and the last picture in the previous post. yikes.) It all started with that miserable IV and them not letting me eat. I puked somewhere in the neighborhood of 10 times after he was born. Also-if you're going to throw up red popsicle, I highly recommend doing it somewhere where they change your sheets for you. Just a little tip.
Proud Grandma and Grandpa! They have 6 other grandsons, but had 6 girls in between the last boy-so he was a welcome change. :)
Then the darlings came! It was so much fun.
This girl is OVER THE MOON about this baby. It's so cute. She's like me when I was little. Can't get enough of him!
This is Ava very frustrated with Mark for taking so many flash pictures of him. She covered his face in order to protect. :)


Kaiya was happy to hold him.
Then eat goldfish and play with the iPad. :)
I'm not sure whether I prefer the hair, or the smile.
Great Grandma Betsy. So special!



Sisters. And a brother. And a daughter and a niece. And some moms.
Mark getting our little man ready to go home in the same outfit all our girls AND Mark wore home from the hospital. When Ava was born I almost cried bringing my baby girl home in a green terry cloth outfit, but now I love it and want to inhale it because it's so special.
Love him looking at his Daddy.
Sweet boy on the way home. I tried to make it in sepia because I was hoping it would not show the filth of our carseat after three other kids. Did it work? Not really. :) Also, I got a head support after we got home. You just forget to do stuff like get head supports and wash car seats when there are all these other kids that expect things from you. Like food. And clean underwear.

More to come of our new little family. We are so grateful for this boy!!!!

Sunday, March 11, 2012

The Once-A-Baby Post....

I know, I know, this post is really late......2 weeks late to be precise. But better late than never. Want to be sure and kick off this post with the last picture taken of the 5-some.



This is my once-a-baby and last-ever blog post......how do I know? I took all the TV ad's advice and talked to my doctor......not about Predaxa, but about getting my proverbial tubes tied. The only problem is that my doctor is part of a Catholic hospital so they do not perform these on-site....so he told me to call him on his cell and he would do it at his buddy's office that happens to be a Podiatrist. Hmmmmm. Not sure I want that procedure done at the foot doctor.....not that it's not clean or anything, but it just doesn't seem right is all. (To be clear, I am not against Catholics OR Podiatrists, just want you all to know what's up.) I may just try to find a nice Urologist.

So I would love to give you a great narrative on a dramatic water breaking at our house, high-speed drive to the hospital, premature crowning, etc., but none of that happened this time. We pretty much went to the hospital at 9am, and a couple hours later we had a baby.

Heidi was excited to see me in some sweet blue scrubs again.

The problem is that the sweet blue scrubs ended up being a tight little blue jumpsuit. Not sure when this changed, but buyer beware. Last time I was in the O.R. I felt like one of the boys....just operating on the patient, wearing the same thing as the docs, you know. This time I was clearly the odd person out, wearing something similar to what I would wear if I was going to paint the side of a barn. You decide.




Enough about the blue jumpsuit. Let's talk about IV's. Heidi claims that the IV is the worst part of the whole thing. But don't worry, it does not affect her ability to text. (Note the phone still within reach.) Just a side note about Heidi and txting: If you can't get a hold of her on the phone, text her. She is physically unable to not return texts. So, you know if she does not text you back one of our kids is painting Sheriff or something.


This is the Dad chair. The Dad basically sits here in this chair for the first part of the operation because they don't feel you can handle your wife getting sliced open with a knife. Trust me, I looked really good sitting here in my little blue suit.


Baby out, Heidi getting stapled up.


I think most of you have seen pics on FB that were taken right after Hutch was born, so I will end the post with a pic of the 6 of us.....


The Stats:
Jack Hutchison DeKorne
3/6/12 11:30am
7 lbs, 14 oz, 21 in.

Well friends, this is it. You won't be hearing from me again unless the foot doctor screws up the surgery. Love to you all!!

Mark

Friday, February 24, 2012

Final days of the trio....






Wednesday, February 15, 2012

let's talk about love

this outfit. (my girl's sense of style is really kind of baffling. but i'm trying not to stifle.)
this weather.

those cowgirl boots.
this guy.


pictures like these that seem great but never quite work.

this baby boy. and those daisies.

Hope everyone had a great Valentine's Day!!!

Thursday, February 9, 2012

oh what a beautiful morning

one girl played dress up
one girl suffered from a severe case of bed head

and one girl smells like a fish hatchery/dirty diaper. or maybe that's just my nose association. and i'm afraid it may never. go. away.


hope your day is as lovely as ours!

Friday, February 3, 2012

A list

1. Let's talk about being messy
I am. I'm trying to combat it. I'm not dirty. There's a difference. But I've been trying to just keep our house at maintenance level, and it's hard! And we don't have a very big house! Laundry, toys, dishes, more dishes, more laundry, and more toys take up like, 12 of my 14 waking hours. Thus making blogging a little tricky. I don't do resolutions because I don't do them...but I'd really like to be less of a domestic mess in 2012. (this should be easy with the addition of a newborn).
2. Jesus knew what he was doing associating with the Eastern people
Our friends from the East came to visit (thankful they could find us after all these places we've lived.) Christina brought a real delicacy called dolma that is a huge giant pain for her to make. And one of my favorite things to eat. Mark helped with the final reveal.
Mmmmmmm.
Had fun hanging out with our buddies!!

3. I love food
I've been OBSESSED with these sandwiches. There is this yummy eggless, sugarless awesome sourdough around here and I've been making goat cheese and tomato and spinach paninis. And serving with this balsamic dressing. So yummy. I can't even talk about it or I'm gonna have to go make one again.
Another one of my obsessions from waaaay back is an Entenmann's raspberry coffee cake. (hi college friends :)) My friend Bree found this cute little mini Ente-man. Yum. They didn't sell this delicacy in Louisiana-so boy was it a special treat. (i realize this has every possibly horrible ingredient. high fructose hydrogenated preservatives. i don't eat them that often so just leave me alone.)
4. Polka anyone?
Ok, this was funny. We went to gymnastics and my girls were wearing brand new polka dotted outfits from their cousins-then Natalie walked in wearing a-black and pink polka dotted outfit, and then Annie and Paige were ALSO wearing pink polka dotted outfits!!!! We were very amused at the irony. Except Reese. She wasn't much amused about anything.
5. Horsey is always fun.
5. I need an alarm on my makeup drawer.


6. Marriage
I love this post by Ann Voskamp on marriage. It made me all weepy. Thanks, Laurie.

7. Children
We don't often dress all alike, but we do always all hold hands on the way into stores and this day I was tickled by how much I like these girls. :)