End of an Era

Ever since John and I were married (3 years, 8 months, 3 weeks and 5 days ago, thanks to my counter!) we have either been in classes together or working together. Today marks the official end of that era. Next Thursday John is quitting Energy Northwest to pursue his MBA. Unfortunately, during his last week I am in Cincinnati at a Cooling Tower conference. Thus today was the last day that we were together almost 24/7.

We were very lucky to be able to carpool to work together each morning and eat lunch together. Often when I was bored or just needed a quick break I'd hop over to his office to say hello. For about a year our cubicles were kitty corner from each other!

Almost 4 years we've been together basically all day every day and we're still not sick of each other. In fact I wish it didn't have to end.

Now I'm going to be the sugar mama and John will be with Tommy during the day and classes at night. What an adventure this will be...

Blessing Dance

After Tommy's mishap with his blessing outfit I took some pictures of him. I guess I went a little overboard because he was so happy and having fun. John while flipping through the pictures thought it looked like he was dancing. Here is the result:

Back to Work

Tomorrow I go back to work. I have mixed feelings about this. Right now though I'm not excited. This was Tommy's visit out to the plant a couple weeks ago. He got to see the place while outside my belly rather than just inside. Apparently the thought of going back there outside the womb was so terrifying that he pooped his pants on the way there. Or should I say pooped up his onesie. It was the worst blow out up to that time, mind you this was before his blessing day blowout. While pregnant I spent a lot of time in the bathroom out at work so it was fitting to spend the first 15 minutes in the bathroom scrubbing out his onesie.

Either way he charmed everyone he met while there. Now I go back without him tomorrow...

Baby Blessing

Tommy was blessed this Sunday, July 19th. My mother flew out a week early to help me with the baby as John and I still try to turn our house into a home. My mother was very helpful and even organized the kitchen for me! Even now she knows where things are better than I do. My father joined us late Friday evening and on Saturday helped me install our over the range microwave. It shouldn't have taken long, but like everything in this house problems arose as we went. But thankfully it is up and working now!

For his blessing Tommy wore an adorable outfit which Rick and Nicole purchased for their little boy, Caleb, and it will be used for any future blessings of the boy cousins. They also have the first little girl blessed so they are generous enough to get the dress for all the girls. The blessing was done after the sacrament, which worried me a little as Tommy had been very content up until that time and I thought he would be crying so loud you couldn't hear the blessing. Thankfully our little angel child was silent the whole time.

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After the blessing is said it is customary for the dad to hold up the baby so that everyone can get a good look at the baby. John, being the proud father he is, decided that simply holding the baby as you walk back to your seat wasn't quite enough for how adorable Tommy is. John held up Tommy in front of him and then raised him up high. Think Lion King.

After John sat back down Tommy was sleepy and was passed around from Maren to Keilani and then to Sherrie. Tommy has a habit of one large blow-out or near blow-out every morning so I brought a change of clothes for him. After sacrament was over Sherrie still had Tommy and John told me to bring my parents and aunt Johnnie and uncle Jim (who came down from Spokane for the occasion, featured in the picture above on the right, my parents are on the left) to Sunday School, therefore not getting a chance to change him. Poor Sherrie. Not only did Tommy leak all over his cute little suit, but he got it on Sherrie's skirt! I guess he knew it was a special occasion and celebrated in the only way he knew.

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Everything with Tommy is an adventure!

8 weeks

Yesterday Tommy celebrated his 8th week of life by sleeping from 9p until 7a!!! I of course woke up at 5a wondering when he was going to wake up to eat. Then this morning he didn't wake up until 8a!! I also discovered that he was sleeping and sucking on his thumb, what a silly little boy. I think he woke up only when the dream where milk was coming out of his thumb stopped. I have my fingers crossed that this sleeping through the night will continue...

Michigan Adventures

Tommy took his first out of utero trip to Michigan. He had been there twice before, Thanksgiving when we told my parents about him and in January after a business trip to Atlanta I surprised my mom and had a baby shower. While we were gone John and his family painted, fixed up and moved us into our new home. They did tons of work and I very much appreciate all their efforts.

Thomas got to meet my father for the first time while there.

My little brother, Benjamin, got his eagle scout while we were there. (The reason for the trip, congratulations Ben). All the family except for two spouses were able to make it. Unfortunately, mine was one who was unable to come. As my mom promised though, I had tons of help with Tommy. Being the youngest and cutest grandson, no offense Jasmin or Kelly, made for many willing hands.

We even took a shopping trip to Great Lakes Crossing. That was a nice change for Tommy because the majority of his shopping trips thus far have been either to Lowes or Home Depot. Lacey enjoyed being in the back with Tommy and Charlie. During the trip we made and gave my father his father's day gift. Jasmin and I had a tough time with the three youngest handprints, but surprisingly we got all the handprints without paint on clothes!

I enjoy traveling. It's just too bad that airlines make it a horrible experience. Tommy was very happy on all of the flights and I had no problems with him, thankfully. We left Michigan for Washington on Wednesday evening. The flight from Detroit to Salt Lake City was delayed, so of course we missed our connection, the last flight of the evening. Thankfully I had enough diapers and wipes in my diaper bag as this is all we had. We were offered a hotel, but instead we called up John's grandma who lives downtown SLC, Edna Wolfgramm, and spent the night with her.

We made it home on Thursday afternoon. It's interesting that my luggage spent all night in the airport yet couldn't make it on our flight in the morning. My mother-in-law, Sherrie, picked us up and brought us to our new house. I must admit, when I first walked in I was very overwhelmed by all the unpacking left to do. But I was impressed that all the painting was finished and progress was being made. Not that we had doors or working bathroom sinks, but who needs those right? Unfortunately, we will this weekend when my mother comes to visit...

John was very happy to have the two of us home and I know Tommy was glad to see him again. Tommy wanted to give his daddy a haircut when we got home, but since I wouldn't let him have the scissors he opted to brush his dad's hair instead.

Good Aim

I was very fortunate to find a nice diaper bag with many pockets. I've claimed only one pocket for my own stuff on the outside of the diaper bag. Usually there resides some lotion, my sunglasses, lipgloss and my cell phone. This morning Tommy woke up crying. He had a messy diaper when it's usually just wet. I was changing him on the floor since I'm at my parent's home and I turn around to grab the pacifier. I face Tommy and see that he is peeing directly into the diaper bag pocket with all my stuff in it.
Of course after he finished peeing and pooping again (don't worry, that was into the messy diaper) he was all smiles. He knew that he peed where he shouldn't. What a silly boy.