Monday, February 28, 2011
Plans didn't go exactly as hoped for...
The Cupcake Debacle
I had a few brief moments in between dinner and bedtime routine while Clint was working in his man-cave Thursday evening to make some birthday cupcakes. Nothing fancy mind you, just the box cake in paper cups, with store bought white icing. But when the 20 minutes it takes to make these lil' beauties is all you have until after the little man is fast asleep, they are worth their weight in GOLD!
Though I tried to make it a surprise, Clint caught a wiff of what was coming out of the oven and I was "made". I went ahead and let the pre-birthday boy have a taste of one fresh from the oven. After they cooled I packed them up to take to work for the next day. So good so far...
The next morning (Clint's birthday) I was loading Cole in the car, and the rubbermaid container slid out of my hands and into the driveway. Thankfully, I had a few left over on a plate inside (only 12 would fit in my container). After all that, he only ate 1 cupcake. I should have just went to Gigi's. **sigh**
I'm not sure about everyone, but I know Clint and I find ourselves stuck very often with the question, " What do you want to eat?" Only to be followed immediately by the slightly more annoying, "I don't know, What do you want to eat?" Add to the mix a stressful day, oh say, like a 31st birthday, and you have a recipe for a bad lunch.
In hopes that it may cheer Clint up, I offered him lunch from Toot's. Nothing like deep fried chicken basted in hot sauce to brighten a dreary day! But he didn't have the five minutes it would have taken to enjoy the meal. Clint didn't get to eat lunch on his special day.
Earlier in the week, I had spoken to Sarah Gill and made arrangements to eat together on Friday evening. Unfortunately, Clint had to work late and we were unable to make those plans. We opted for an evening in at home where the delicacy of choice was Honey Nut Cheerios and Frosted Flakes. Not exactly the meal I was hoping to have for my special guy. :(
All in all, it seemed Clint's day was a disaster, but at the last moment, Cole saved the whole thing. While laying on the bed, Daddy got a few minutes of play time in with the munchkin. Cole giggled outloud while Clint made funny noises. Clint laughed just as hard. If anyhting from Clint's 31st birthday will be remembered, it will be the sound of pure joy from a three month old. Gotta love Cole!!
Check out my facebook page for the video of Cole laughing while Clint makes funny noises. Priceless!
Monday, February 21, 2011
Ready to Roll!
If you have seen pictures of our little man, you already know he likes to eat! Cole eats almost every 2 hours during the day except during extra long naps. You can tell too. At his 2 month checkup his official weight was 14 lbs 9 oz and his height was 25 inches! He is in the 93rd percentile. Such a big boy, and healthy too! We love our good little eater!
3 month play photo shoot with Mom!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Happy Valentines Day from the Wiles
(Sorry the hair was looking a bit rough in this one!)
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Family Pic! Dressed up and ready to head out the door for our date night!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Clint and Cole ran off to the nursery so they could have skin-to-skin time, and they finsihed me up in the OR.
The entire procedure took less than 15 minutes! Then came the hard past of waiting in recovery for an hour. It wasn't too bad, there were two nurses in recovery and I was the only patient in the entire wing. I guess all the other mothers had already delivered or were getting ready to. The ladies in recovery gave me warm blankets and talked to me for the entire hour. They talked about what it would be like to see little Cole in the nursery window when we rolled by. Time went by extremely fast, and the next thing I knew I was on my way to see Cole!
As we rolled down the long hallway to the nursery window, the nurses told me we were going to play a little joke on my family. They told me they wouldn't even notice we were in the hallway until we were right up on them. They were staring into the nursery as they bathed Cole. Sure enough no one knew I existed until I was a few steps away. My Dad looked up and said, "Oh, there's Brenna."
Everyone moved out of the way so I could see my little man in the window. My heart stood still. This was the first good look I had gotten of Cole. Still groggy while in the OR I hadn't been able to see much. I just stared at his toes and fingers. Every bit of him was so perfect. I couldn't believe our little boy was finally out for everyone to see!
I didn't want to leave but htey had to take me to my post partum room and get ready for Cole to come in. I would have to wait another hour for him, but my Dad came with me to wait. It was a sweet moment, talking ot my Dad about being a parent and how my life was about to change. He prayed with me for Cole and the journey that we were all getting ready to set out on.