Growin Boy

My good friend Kasie Birdwell is so talented. She keeps Noah for me while I go to work each day and when she finds the time, usually when her little 2yr old Kate is sleeping, she takes some pictures of Noah. They were so beautiful I thought I would share them with you.

Are YOU talkin to ME?


I have a surprise for you!


Sweet dreams

Its hard to believe that he is now 2 1/2 months old (10weeks). He is getting bigger up to 9lbs. 8oz and 22inches long. I think he will be a good basketball player he definately has the feet for it! Check these out. Its hard to tell but trust me he has his mamma's feet!

Evolution of Writing

This morning I set out to clean the garage. I know that is usually the man's job, but since my job sends me package after package after package, 99% of the garage is full of my stuff. Today I got more packages and to make room, I needed to do a little purging of useless stuff. You know the garage is where things go to die and if you don't go through it, next thing you know you have stuff where cars should be. So on this hot and humid day, I set out to get rid of a few things.

What I didn't expect was to find two boxes full of happy memories that made me smile. The first box was from High School. Those who know me well know I'm a social butterfly and in high school I was no different. I found old pictures from my senior year and old notes from boyfriends. Now why did i save those boyfriend note I will never know other than my mom said that one day it would be cool to share them with my daughter...although after reading some of them, if i ever have a girl, she would probably laugh her head off. Not because the boys said silly things, but because at that age you really don't know how to write or express yourself well. Heck, even now at 32 its still difficult. In the HS box was also all my journals. I started really writing in a journal when I was in 5th grade and Mrs. Fox made us write in a spiral notebook daily and since i had her for two years, she taught 5th and 6th grade English, I got into the habit of writing in them. So after i didn't have to write, i kept writing and have about 5years of journals detailing my daily life as a teen. One day I'm sure ill really sit down to read them but just glancing at them made me smile. Blogs for the most part have replaced writing in journals and although blogs give your friends and family a chance to see what your up to and your thoughts, it is to public to sometimes share your deep thoughts. But just looking into this box and organizing it made me smile.

The next box not only made me smile and laugh, but it also gave me huge encouragement. It was my college box. This box reminded me of what good friends I had at Harding. I ran across old Squire letters from the boys in Knights, some of which made me crack up, especially the attempts at poetry because their Sir Knight made them do it. I also found a bunch of pictures from different times in my Harding life. Freshman dorm pictures, wedding pictures from all the weddings I had been in, Knight function pictures and some pictures from different trips to Pinnacle Mt. and Heber.

But the most treasured things I found in that box were several notes of encouragement from friends over the years. One thing i loved about Harding was you could take a few seconds, write a quick note to someone and drop it in the mail. It's a Pre-facebook way of chatting with friends and letting them know you love them. Some were written to me when I was having a bad day. Some where just friends letting me know what they think of me or how my actions encouraged them. But ALL of them made me smile. Two of them suck out from two of my good friends in college. When I read them it encouraged me in my daily walk with the Lord and reminded me that I'm a child of God who is deeply loved. Those two friends I have lost touch with over the years but they still are encouraging me with notes that are over 7 years old.

My trip down memory lane was so fun that I hardly realized that I was cleaning the garage. But it reminded me that I need to do better about writing notes of encouragement to those I love. Now with e-mail, text messaging, facebook and blogs, most of us don't take the time to hand write anything other than maybe a grocery list. But if you get a chance, send a note to someone you love, better yet...MAIL a note to someone you love and encourage them. You never know when they need it, even if it is 7 years later in a hot humid garage.

Not getting lost

It's late. Not late for most people but im typing on about 4hrs of sleep which is the least amount i have had in several weeks. Noah didn't sleep well last night, up at 11apm/4am then i was up at 5:30am for work and not a chance for a nap today. Usually i can get more than that each night so if i start on tangents, please forgive me.

Tonight i caught up on Ambers blogg(Seth's wife) and read about a weeks worth of posts. It always makes me happy to read them for several reasons. First and foremost, because it gives me a chance to hear what is going on with them. Amber and I talk from time to time, more lately because I just had a baby and who better to talk to then someone who has had 3, but it gives me a chance to see snapshots into their lives as well as see what cute thing my little nephews have done. Secondly, reminds me of how artistic and creative she is. She is artsy and i LOVE IT! I try to be artsy, want to be artsy, but im more of a sporty gal with artistic edges. I don't draw, i don't write poetry, and i can't really tell you of a movie or recording artist that is not main stream and please don't look at my spelling or sentence structure(sometimes i think my mom and amber cringe).

Amber and Seth have three boys. Isaac turns 4 this October so you can imagine the crazy ciaos that surrounds their house. And although she probably watches more Veggie Tales or other kid movies and spends most of her time teaching her boys how to tie their shoe, not to eat buggs or where milk comes from she still, in my opinion, has not lost the essence of Amber. Her artistic side is still alive and even though she is surrounded by sometimes screeming boys, she still takes time to express herself artistically. She has not lost who she is even though at times im sure she doesn't think so.

That is something that I like to copy as I raise Noah. Yes I am a mom. Yes I change diapers, read Brown Bear and spend most of my time talking to others about Noah and how much he has grown or what new things he is doing but one thing i don't want to loose, is ME. I think many moms get totally engrossed in their kids and forget the importance of rejuvenating themselves and taking time to do something that is just for them. I want to be that Mom that doesn't feel guilty about going to the book store and gets some random book and sits and drinks a latte or finds the newest cool shop or food joint(im a foodie) and just take it all in. At 32, i'm still trying to figure out what my thing is, what I will do to keep ME alive even with kids. I'm still exploring what that is but I do know one thing, i'm going to look for it till i find it.

4hr. day

This will be nothing new to anyone who has a baby. It seems my days are 4hour rotations. In 4hours this is what happens. First, Noah cries because it has been 4 or more hours since he has had something to eat. So we sit down for a bite. This used to take about 20min, but since he is going longer between meals, sometimes 6 hours, he eats for 30min or more. Somewhere in between he burps and his diaper is changed. Then he eats some more. Eating is usually followed by a nap for about 30min before he wakes up and wants to look around. Sometimes you can get in his face and make him smile, but usually its staring at his angels and if you get in his way, the will just look around you. Then, if I'm lucky he will fall asleep for about 2hours and then we rinse and repeat.

So why is it that my days are in 4 hour rotations? Thats because you have to plan the next 4hours before you start. If you need to go to the store or just want to get out of the house for a few hours, its all planned around when its time for Noah to eat. For example, right now he has been asleep since about 4 and any moment he will be up ready to eat. Paul wanted us to go out but I knew that if I wake him up...he will be cranky and ready to eat. So we decided not to go. Now if we had thought about going out earlier, I could have planned it so that he wakes up we eat and then go out. But its so late and its Sunday that by the time I fed him things would be closed.

Now this is not a complaint and not by any stretch of the imagination. Life has changed. For the better but changed. Paul and I are spontaneous adventurers. We like to just decide at a moment to do something, go somewhere, see something new. With Noah its planned spontaneity. And yes i knew it would be this way. During my pregnancy if i heard it once i hear it 10,000x, "Life as you know it will change...FOREVER"! That statement was about as annoying as the questions on when I was due because I looked like I was about to bust or the questions on how well was I sleeping. Like anyone who is over 6months pregnate sleeps well. DUH

So we plan our days in 4hour stints. Its not that bad and he is defiantly worth the change in our habits and spontaneity. But some days I would just like to take a few hours to go to Starbucks, read a book, work out, eat and take a nap without looking at the clock and thinking..."Has it been 4hours yet?"

Noah is here!

Ok, so as you have noticed...i stink at blogging. For anyone who actually reads this...Noah Alan Gower was born May 7th at 7:47 am. He was 5lbs. 11oz. and 19 inches long. He came on his due date, but just long and lean...which was ok by me! :) I have been back to work now for about 2 weeks and its not fun. I miss that little guy everyday. Fortunately, Kasie Birdwell watches him while I work and has kept me from worrying all day. She is GREAT and I would not know what to do without her. Not only does she play with him and take care of him, but her right had gal, Kate, makes sure Noah doesn't want for a clean diaper or his passy. With such great help, how can you not have more peace of mind.

Its still feels weird to have a child. People ask me, "So how does it feel to be a Mom?", and my usual reply is "I'm not sure yet". Its strange at how fast you adjust, learn cries and such, but i still can fall into a deep sleep and when I wake up to a cry, it takes me a few seconds to realize...oh its Noah wanting to eat. But I love him dearly and when he smiles it melts my heart but when he frowns...it cracks me up!!!