So this Sunday I will officially be 8 months pregnant! I will be a mom in eight or less weeks . . that's a reality check if I ever heard one if you ask me. But today I experienced what people have told me what will eventually happen when you are pregnant: forgetfulness, loss of balance, not being able to touch your toes. Well, today I can sympathize and share my own stories that new pregnant girls just smile and nod at. It started when my shower was finished. Sometimes our shower door gets stuck, and it will only open a little. Well, today it happened, but for the first time I couldn't squeeze through the opened shower door. What is this?! So a scrape on my belly later, I got out. Getting dressed, I realized my favorite maternity jeans are probably a little too small, or a lot small, and today was my farewell to those lovely jeans. And socks. Who thought they would become the article of clothing that makes you frustrated and make you think about crying! As I attempted to put those stupid socks on, I couldn't reach my feet, despite my grunting and trying different "put your sock on positions." All failed, and then a humbled pregnant lady calls for her husband, and gives him the "don't laugh or I'll cry/kill you look." Kudos to Grant, he quietly put my socks on with only a slight smile on his face. That was not the case when I got home from work and attempted to change into sweats. My jeans somehow got tangled on my foot, and over I fell. If this is only the beginning, I need some more chocolate milk and brownies.
Jeffrey was blessed on May 2, 2010 , almost two months old. It was a wonderful blessing and a wonderful meeting. Thanks everyone who came! We really enjoyed everyone being there.
My family except for Steph, Ty, and Bristol who were missed while they are in Canada for the smmer. Also there were my Grandma, Aunt Jenny, and my cousins: Bre, her husband Jon and their Olivia, Scott and his wife Sarah.
Grant's family. Wish you were here Autumn! (You need to move to Idaho someday soon. :)
Jeffrey was geting hungry :)
At my parents house with my Nana, my mom's mom later that day for dinner. That's four generations right there!
Jeffrey James is now a month old! At one month he weighted 6 lbs. 7 1/2 oz. He is getting bigger! We are enjoying having him home and beginning to get used to the new schedule. Grant is a great help and Jeff is actually a really good baby. Time is flying and I have no idea here March went!
2 days old. They have him "surfing." Inside the burp cloth underneath him is a gel cool pack that helps him not get too hot under the heated light that is above him.
5 days old. Dad finally gets to hold his son for the first time and the ventilator is removed! A feeding tube is added in through his nose to his stomach to finally begin to eat food! Previously nutrients were just added through his IV.
6 days old. Enjoying life breathing without any assistance! He kept pulling his breathing tube that just stuck in his nose. You can see it there in front of his face. the orange tube is his feeding tube. 
1 week old! Ten minutes before we got to the hospital his IV went bad. Instead of his IV putting liquids into his bloodstream, it was leaking into his arm, resulting with severe swelling from his elbow to fingertips. They had to prick holes in the back of his hand to manually drain liquid from his arm. It was sad, but he was tough and didn't complain at all except when they were pushing the liquid out of his arm.
Jeff after the horrible ordeal. He slept pretty much the rest of the day.
