More pics

Nice thing about a 13-minute delivery, they let you leave the same day. Our new family leaving the hospital about 8 hours after she was born. The Munchkin has chosen to do funny faces in pictures lately. More evidence of this below.

She's Here!

Charlotte Ruby Smith
June 9th, 2009
7 lbs. 15 oz.
18 1/2 inches


Barely made it to the hospital and I mean barely:
Went through ER doors at 6:00am she was in my arms at 6:13. But that is another story.

These pics are just from Austins phone, more to come.

Blond Hair And My Dorothy Hamill Haircut

All photos of the Munchkin by Kali Leenstra
http://kalileenstraphoto.com/blog/

The Munchkin turned two in March. Which is crazy, and exciting. My friend Kali came over, hung out in the Munchkins room with me and snapped some "I'm two now" and "here's my Easter dress" shots. She seems to be more opinionated lately, the Munchkin, not my friend Kali, and has no problems telling me what she thinks. Sometimes the advice is good (slamming my laptop shut while I was watching a reality TV show ) and sometimes it is so-so (telling me time after time we should name this baby Wally).

Anywho, we get many comments from people saying that our child looks nothing like us. So here is proof that I was a blond child. Austin was too, but I can't find his baby pictures right now.

Moi, with popsicle of course

Munchkin. Some resemblance, no?

Austin and I are curious to see if Wally will look like the Munchkin. And then I saw this thing where you can put two pictures together to see what your child will look like.
And of course that led me to thinking what would my children look like if I had married some of my old celebrity crushes. That is the natural thought pattern for most of you isn't it?

First up: Jonathan Brandis. I don't want to hear any grief about this one.





Or of course Legolas, not Orlando Bloom, but Legolas.





And then there is Christian Bale, who lost some points with his angry actor rant. But just a few.




Honestly, they all look pretty creepy to me. I'll take the Munchkin any day.


Just about a month left to see what nugget #2 looks like.

It's Official

We are having another girl. Whoohoo! I didn't have a preference, although I couldn't stop laughing when they told us. Austin was hoping for this outcome, so we are excited.


After we picked up the Munchkin from our friends house we told her she was going to have a sister. She said she wanted to dance. So we went and got cupcakes to celebrate while she danced in her carseat.

The Hole in My Chin and the Bun in My Oven

So, I'm pregnant, which I wasn't going to put on here necessarily but there it is. I think that knowledge will help explain the rest of my story.


Thanksgiving was quite interesting this year. We had an impromptu trip to Utah. My nausea had died down so I thought, why not go running? That was not a good thing as right after I finished I encountered some problems that led to a call to my doctor which led to me on semi-bed rest. And no heavy lifting (the Munchkin qualifies as heavy lifting, a gallon of chocolate milk does not).
Caught a bit of a cold.
Then, Thanksgiving morning at my sister-in-laws home. I wake up to start getting some pies ready. Suddenly overwhelmed with ickiness I walk upstairs and wake up a few minutes later in the middle of the bedroom floor. There was some confusion, pain and blood. Long story short, I fainted and in the act of it sent my front teeth through the inside of my lip to the outside of my chin. And the right side of my face is covered in lovely carpet burn.

That is not me. That is a man. But that is kinda what my eye looked like. I'll spare you photos of the lip.

Who faints? (Seriously, has anyone ever fainted before? Do you get hurt when you do? I only know my cousin Julia who fainted after we got in the hot tub in 80+ degree weather then decided hot soup was a good choice for lunch. It was Bean with Bacon...whats not to love?) I did not enjoy fainting. Never done it before, never want to do it again. Anyway, I am in the process of healing now and besides the fact that I can't talk much (which has lead me to my blog) I'm okay. I tell this story not for sympathy or the such because I got plenty of that when it happened, but with all the usual things I am grateful for I had some very specific things that I was thankful for this Thanksgiving that I never thought I'd be thankful for in all my wee life. Why do I feel the need to post them on my blog? That is a question I can't answer. I often wonder why I feel the need to post anything to my blog. But here are the specifics of my thankfulness this year.

I'm so grateful that my two front teeth are still in place and not still in my chin, or on my niece Brenleys floor. If that wasn't clear before, my teeth are where they should be. I'm also grateful that I fell in the middle of the floor and narrowly avoided hitting a bed and chest which would probably have made me lose my two front teeth for sure.

Secondly, the human body is amazing. The first few days this happened I looked like I had been in a boxing ring. Now, I just look like I've been roughed up a little. Crazy how quickly our bodies heal themselves.

Third, grateful for modern medicine. So grateful.

Fourth, I've never been aware before that most of Thanksgiving food is soft and was still somewhat edible to me after "the fall."

And most importantly, little nugget numero 2 seems to be okay. Which is the best thing of all.

New York

The first time Austin and I went to New York was a bit awkward. We had known each other/been dating for a whopping 3 weeks when it happened. I told him my friend and I wanted to go to New York to see my sister. He said use Priceline. I said that scared me and I didn't know how. He said he'd show me. We sat at his work and he began taking me through it step by step. The plan was to go through the entire process, re-bids and all, with a ridiculously low starting price, just so I got the feel and could do it on my own. Imagine our surprise/shock/embarrassment when our $140 bid (that is including taxes people!) went through for two round-trip tickets to New York. One with my name, one with his. We both sat there just staring at the screen. Oh, hey, I'm so glad we are going to New York together, what was your last name again? Fun phone calls were placed after that to my parents and my sister. (That picture is of us in front of the World Trade Center about a month before 9/11)
Now, not so awkward. My sister was expecting me to arrive with Austin, as well as the Munchkin. She kept the Munchkin so Austin and I could enjoy the city for a couple days sans kiddo. I had to drag my straight, non-divaish husband to a musical of divas - Wicked. He hadn't seen it. He actually really liked it, do I say love it? Would that make him feel strange? Then, per tradition, dragged our sleepy selves to Serendipity's.


We had tickets to Conan O'Brien. As I was walking into NBC studios someone rushes past me brushing my shoulder. It's Brian Williams. He was whistling and he had glasses on. He was shorter than I expected him to be and he gave me a look like, I'm a nice guy, but I've got important things to work on so don't talk to me. What would I have said anyway? Hey Brian, hang out with me for three weeks and then we'll Priceline a trip to Hawaii together.
Conan was fun. I 'wooed' a lot during the taping so I could hear myself later on the show. Conan was shorter than I expected too. But no worries, his guests, Greg Kinnear and JJ Abrams looked pretty much as I expected them to. The band didn't look anything like I planned. I'd never seen them so I had a certain image in my head. But the keyboardist looked like Neil Diamond. I kept waiting for him to jump up and sing 'their coming to America....today!!!'

Nick Cave and his bad, bad seeds. Which one looks like Neil Diamond?

New York is re-energizing and exhausting. An amazing city.

Utah

We spent most of July in Utah, but I had a hard time getting some of the photos uploaded. A month late, but here are some pictures.

We celebrated Austin's 30th birthday with a grand fiesta. Que divertido!


What would a pinata be without candy, squirt guns and protractors? For all the little kids out there that dream of becoming engineers.


Went went to Lagoon twice. The Munchkin and cousin G had to be in matching outfits at all times, all days.


At Cherry Hill

My parents bought all the adults tickets to 'The Police' concert. We acted like 16-year old girls (even the guys) and enjoyed the giant gong onstage.

Baby Posh

Fun at the children's museum.


3 weeks was not long enough.