FLIP FLOPS
SWIMMING
GRABBING TOES
FOOTBALL
DISCOVERING
ROLLING OVER
SNUGGLING
LEMONADE
HOMEMADE CHINEESE FOOD
SMILES
FAMILY
Beach Photo Shoot
6 years ago
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Postcard
I wish instead of using Facebook, this generation used postcards.
These postcards would be sent to various friends with a hand written note and a stamp.
Instead of saying "it's time to change you profile picture", people would say "it's time to change your postcard picture."
All postcards would be collected in a Steve Madden shoe box under the bed.
Over time, the shoe box would be forgotten about because this generation would grow to old for the "postcard scene"
In 4o years the shoebox would be dusted off and opened.
The postcards would bring happiness.
If postcards ruled the world, this would be ours. At least for a short time.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Laughing
Liam has started laughing A LOT! There are three distinct things that make him laugh every time.
1. Thigh pinching with sound effects. (shown in video)
2 Thigh pinching without sound effects.
3. Bouncing on our knee while we sing a little tune.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Liam
Something happens to a couple when a baby comes into their life. Suddenly everything revolves around the child; conversations, pictures, schedules, etc. Even things that have nothing to do with baby, now include baby. Take shopping for example; instead of just going, you have to coordinate your trip with baby's happiest time of day, feeding schedule, and nap schedule. Then, hopefully the stores you visit have shopping carts that the car seat fits into. When this fails you use the stroller. In either case there's not a whole lot of extra room. When any of these elements falls short it can be a disasterous trip.
Another thing that universally becomes all about babies are blogs. My blog will be no exception. So from here on out I hope you are prepared for baby Liam! Here are some pictures to catch up. Liam is now 10 weeks.
2 and 3 weeks:
4 weeks:
5 and 6 weeks:
Friday, April 23, 2010
Our Baby Story
Due to medical reasons I was scheduled for an induction on Friday March 5th. I have known that I would be induced my whole pregnancy and was always a little bummed that I would never get the experience of going into labor on my own. However, even though I wanted to go into labor naturally, I had no intention of birthing naturally. I had always planned on an epidural.
The week of my induction had finally arrived. I was nesting away by mopping and cleaning the baseboards. I had put the important things off; like setting up the nursery and packing the hospital bag. Afterall, I had until Friday. (Fact about me: For much anticipated events, I put preparation off until last minute so I think about it less; the more I think about it, the more anxious I get.)
Tuesday night we were getting ready for bed and I was looking forward to a day at the salon for a new haircut. I was crawling into bed and reminding my husband that we only had three days left as a childless couple. As I was just about to drift off to sleep I had to get up to use the bathroom, of course.
While on the toilet, my water broke. It scared me. I let out a gasp and Anthony said, "What's wrong?!"
"I think I felt my water break." I explain rather calmly. I definitely heard a pop, and I definitely felt the baby drop.
Anthony and I just stared at each other for the next couple of minutes thinking, "This is scary. Let's just go back to bed and pretend it never happened." Finally Anthony broke the silence..."Are you sure it was your water breaking?"
Climing back into bed, "I'm pretty sure, but I'm not having contractions. I guess we will find out in the morning."
Silence... This is when I thought about the fact that I had not prepared for going into labor naturally. There was no way that this could be happening!
I tried my hardest to fall back asleep.
Minutes later...
"Yeah it was my water. You pack the bag, I'm taking a shower."
Half-way through my shower the contractions started. I finished the shower, cut my toenails, put on some lotion, and spent 10 minutes trying to decide what in the world you wear to the birth of your baby.
Anthony had finished packing the bag and was now loading the car. I was cleaning the kitchen. I wanted everything to be perfect when we returned home. At this point the contractions were getting intense, and I finally realized that this was the real deal. I was in labor and the sooner we got to the hospital, the sooner I'd get an epidural. I was planning on a long night and day before I was able to hold my baby boy, so I made sure to have books and crossword puzzles to keep me occupied. We finally took off in the car around 1:30 am. I threaten Anthony with his life if he hit a bump or pothole.
We got to the hospital, checked in, etc. By 2:30 am I had dialated to 4cm. The nurse explained that the anesthesiologist was on his way and that there should be no problem getting an epidural even though my last Lovenox shot was given at 8:30 pm. The Anesthesiologist finally showed up around 4:00am. I was ecstatic. He took one look at my file and abrubtly said, "You can't have an epidural."
"WHAT???!!!"
"We have to wait at least 12 hours from you last shot of Lovenox. I can't give you an epidural until 8:00 am."
Drama ensues and around 4:30 am; I'm 6cm. Forty-five minutes later I'm at 8cm and they're setting the room up for delivery. I couldn't believe this was all happening! Around 6:00 am my body started pushing and I couldn't help it. Luckily, my doctor walked in. She had me pushing before she even took her coat or sunglasses off. Twenty-five minutes later, this beautiful blue being was crying on my stomach. Anthony had scissors shoved into his hand and cut the cord. I was so glad that it was over. Anthony did the fun stuff like putting a diaper on Liam and watching Liam get weighed and measured. I did my thing which included delivering the placenta and having stiches put in my who-ha.
Next my doctor picked up the yucky stuff in the plastic bag. It ripped and everything
went all over the floor. Awesome.
Liam was wrapped and put into my arms. His eyes were wide open and his lips were permanently pursed into a little cheerio as he tried to make sense of what was going on in his world. It was 7 am. At this point no one except me, Anthony, and the hospital staff knew that Liam had arrived and was nestled in my arms. It was so surreal and we wanted it to stay this way for a little while. Just our little perfect family. We let a couple hours pass and decided to let our family know. It took a while to convince my mother that her grandson was already here. From beginning to end labor and delivery was a little over six hours.
Those first few hours it seemed as though Liam was growing and changing right before my eyes! I kept saying every couple minutes that it was impossible for him to look any cuter, but alas. This growth trend continues. At 6 weeks he fit comfortably into 3 month clothes. And now, at 8 weeks, I will occasionally wake him up from a nap and be completely blown away by how totally different he looks!
I love being a mom. I could never have imagined that I would have such a perfect child. Anthony was made to be a father. From the very first second of Liam's life I have witnessed a special father-son bond. I love my boys!
Liam Grant Rodebush
Born March 3, 2010 6:37 am
The week of my induction had finally arrived. I was nesting away by mopping and cleaning the baseboards. I had put the important things off; like setting up the nursery and packing the hospital bag. Afterall, I had until Friday. (Fact about me: For much anticipated events, I put preparation off until last minute so I think about it less; the more I think about it, the more anxious I get.)
Tuesday night we were getting ready for bed and I was looking forward to a day at the salon for a new haircut. I was crawling into bed and reminding my husband that we only had three days left as a childless couple. As I was just about to drift off to sleep I had to get up to use the bathroom, of course.
While on the toilet, my water broke. It scared me. I let out a gasp and Anthony said, "What's wrong?!"
"I think I felt my water break." I explain rather calmly. I definitely heard a pop, and I definitely felt the baby drop.
Anthony and I just stared at each other for the next couple of minutes thinking, "This is scary. Let's just go back to bed and pretend it never happened." Finally Anthony broke the silence..."Are you sure it was your water breaking?"
Climing back into bed, "I'm pretty sure, but I'm not having contractions. I guess we will find out in the morning."
Silence... This is when I thought about the fact that I had not prepared for going into labor naturally. There was no way that this could be happening!
I tried my hardest to fall back asleep.
Minutes later...
"Yeah it was my water. You pack the bag, I'm taking a shower."
Half-way through my shower the contractions started. I finished the shower, cut my toenails, put on some lotion, and spent 10 minutes trying to decide what in the world you wear to the birth of your baby.
Anthony had finished packing the bag and was now loading the car. I was cleaning the kitchen. I wanted everything to be perfect when we returned home. At this point the contractions were getting intense, and I finally realized that this was the real deal. I was in labor and the sooner we got to the hospital, the sooner I'd get an epidural. I was planning on a long night and day before I was able to hold my baby boy, so I made sure to have books and crossword puzzles to keep me occupied. We finally took off in the car around 1:30 am. I threaten Anthony with his life if he hit a bump or pothole.
We got to the hospital, checked in, etc. By 2:30 am I had dialated to 4cm. The nurse explained that the anesthesiologist was on his way and that there should be no problem getting an epidural even though my last Lovenox shot was given at 8:30 pm. The Anesthesiologist finally showed up around 4:00am. I was ecstatic. He took one look at my file and abrubtly said, "You can't have an epidural."
"WHAT???!!!"
"We have to wait at least 12 hours from you last shot of Lovenox. I can't give you an epidural until 8:00 am."
Drama ensues and around 4:30 am; I'm 6cm. Forty-five minutes later I'm at 8cm and they're setting the room up for delivery. I couldn't believe this was all happening! Around 6:00 am my body started pushing and I couldn't help it. Luckily, my doctor walked in. She had me pushing before she even took her coat or sunglasses off. Twenty-five minutes later, this beautiful blue being was crying on my stomach. Anthony had scissors shoved into his hand and cut the cord. I was so glad that it was over. Anthony did the fun stuff like putting a diaper on Liam and watching Liam get weighed and measured. I did my thing which included delivering the placenta and having stiches put in my who-ha.
Next my doctor picked up the yucky stuff in the plastic bag. It ripped and everything
went all over the floor. Awesome.
Liam was wrapped and put into my arms. His eyes were wide open and his lips were permanently pursed into a little cheerio as he tried to make sense of what was going on in his world. It was 7 am. At this point no one except me, Anthony, and the hospital staff knew that Liam had arrived and was nestled in my arms. It was so surreal and we wanted it to stay this way for a little while. Just our little perfect family. We let a couple hours pass and decided to let our family know. It took a while to convince my mother that her grandson was already here. From beginning to end labor and delivery was a little over six hours.
Those first few hours it seemed as though Liam was growing and changing right before my eyes! I kept saying every couple minutes that it was impossible for him to look any cuter, but alas. This growth trend continues. At 6 weeks he fit comfortably into 3 month clothes. And now, at 8 weeks, I will occasionally wake him up from a nap and be completely blown away by how totally different he looks!
I love being a mom. I could never have imagined that I would have such a perfect child. Anthony was made to be a father. From the very first second of Liam's life I have witnessed a special father-son bond. I love my boys!
Liam Grant Rodebush
Born March 3, 2010 6:37 am
8 pounds 5 ounces 21 inches
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Jessica's 24th Birthday!
Today is Jessica's Birthday; my favorite day of the year. I don't know what I was doing the day she was born, but I wonder if some part of me wasn't blissfully aware of her on Thursday, April 17, 1986. I was 4 years and 278 days old.
-Anthony
It's the little things that make her so beautiful. Today started out with some good laughs as she and I went through some old school work of hers. In the first grade she wrote a very short story entitled, "G SUP" or properly spelled, "Dress Up." She's just as ingeniously creative today.
This year she's passed the gift of life on to another generation, and somehow, though I can't put my finger on it, that makes this birthday inexplicably special. Watching her feed Liam at 3am this morning was nothing short of miraculous.
The ability to love life is something that Jessica can do as well or better than anyone I've ever known. It's my greatest privilege to feel and to marvel at her love everyday.
I love you Jessica. Congratulations Birthday Girl!
-Anthony
Picture 1: I snapped this shot of Jessica as she first spotted a waterfall that we hiked to last fall.
Picture 2: Jessica standing beneath the waterfall.
She loves life and it makes me love it too!
.x.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Big News!
I am with child.
I drink lots of orange juice.
I rarely cook. Unusal I know. 
I can still do a pretty good impression of Lorraine.
So can my husband.
He makes me laugh so much. More than any one on the planet. This get's difficult during pregnancy, because when you constantly add uncontrollable laughter to an already shortness of breath and no stomach muscles, it can get a little scary.
Friday, October 16, 2009
simple things.
Life has changed. We are not in college anymore so we can't do whatever we want. This forces us to grow up... a little bit. We live in Ogden. We like it in Ogden. We have an amazing apartment in Ogden, which I promise you costs less than what you ever have payed for rent in your life.
We like it that way.
We share our front yard with homeless friends and train cars. We get to infuse the smell of whatever we cook on a given night into our closet full of clothes for the next three days, and we don't have to buy stuff to fill up space. Perhaps the best part of living in our tiny dwell-nest is that we we can do a super deep clean splurge in 10 minutes or less. Satisfying.
Anthony just started his new job as Director of Imaging Services and Outpatient Development at Ogden Regional Medical Center. I work at my lavish position for the Mountain Star Network doing physician referrals.
I'm hot and cold at this blog thing. Perhaps I will get in the blogging zone, perhaps I will leave you hanging again. I just pray I change my background before Easter rolls around.
Big things are happening in our life that we are looking forward to. Until then we are enjoying the simple things: Laughing, exploring, and hot wings.
We like it that way.
We share our front yard with homeless friends and train cars. We get to infuse the smell of whatever we cook on a given night into our closet full of clothes for the next three days, and we don't have to buy stuff to fill up space. Perhaps the best part of living in our tiny dwell-nest is that we we can do a super deep clean splurge in 10 minutes or less. Satisfying.
Anthony just started his new job as Director of Imaging Services and Outpatient Development at Ogden Regional Medical Center. I work at my lavish position for the Mountain Star Network doing physician referrals.
I'm hot and cold at this blog thing. Perhaps I will get in the blogging zone, perhaps I will leave you hanging again. I just pray I change my background before Easter rolls around.
Big things are happening in our life that we are looking forward to. Until then we are enjoying the simple things: Laughing, exploring, and hot wings.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Paris, London, Liverpool, Malaga.
Anthony and I had two weeks of down time so we decided to do this:
for a more enjoyable viewing experience, enlgare the video and turn up the volume.
for a more enjoyable viewing experience, enlgare the video and turn up the volume.
Monday, April 20, 2009
My Birthday
I had such a wonderful birthday. Not only did I have so many warm wishes from friends and family, but I got to spend the whole day with the person I love more than anything in the world. It doesn't really matter that 2 days before my birthday I woke up to this...
...or that all night before my birthday I had the flu and was throwing up...or that all day on my birthday I couldn't really stand up without fainting ( you know how it goes) so I spent all day cooped up in my apartment. But it was soooo the best birthday I have ever had. Know why??
Yes that is right. Anthony made my birthday so special. He took such good care of sick me. And he did it all while looking FIIIIINNNEE! Hands off ladies he is mine.
Not only does being sick on your b-day get your hot husband to do whatever you want, but it gets you these...
One last amazing thing about being sick on your birthday...you get to celebrate it again the next day! or whenever you feel better!
...or that all night before my birthday I had the flu and was throwing up...or that all day on my birthday I couldn't really stand up without fainting ( you know how it goes) so I spent all day cooped up in my apartment. But it was soooo the best birthday I have ever had. Know why??
Yes that is right. Anthony made my birthday so special. He took such good care of sick me. And he did it all while looking FIIIIINNNEE! Hands off ladies he is mine.Not only does being sick on your b-day get your hot husband to do whatever you want, but it gets you these...
One last amazing thing about being sick on your birthday...you get to celebrate it again the next day! or whenever you feel better!
Sunday, April 12, 2009
MS WALK 2009
After four months I finally have something worthwhile to blog about.
This year Anthony and I did the MS Walk with my cousins; whose mother has MS. We walked as Team CPK (her initials). This was our 2nd time walking in this event and we hope to make a tradition of it. We were also part of Team Tamara, walking in remembrance of our good friend David's mother who died of MS over a decade ago. In addition to these two teams, we walked for the many other friends and family we have who suffer from this disease. We want you to know that you are in our hearts always.
For all the pictures from today click: teamcpk2009.blogspot.com
This year Anthony and I did the MS Walk with my cousins; whose mother has MS. We walked as Team CPK (her initials). This was our 2nd time walking in this event and we hope to make a tradition of it. We were also part of Team Tamara, walking in remembrance of our good friend David's mother who died of MS over a decade ago. In addition to these two teams, we walked for the many other friends and family we have who suffer from this disease. We want you to know that you are in our hearts always.
TEAM CPK
TEAM TAMARA
For all the pictures from today click: teamcpk2009.blogspot.com
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Congratulations!
Friday we were able to go to Jeff's graduation party! He and Lisanne are such great people and friends. We were so happy to support Jeff in this wonderful accomplishment!
Love you guys!Both Washers in our Apt. Complex are Broken.
So we have been doing our laundry here....
...Well I have been doing laundry here. Anthony comes and eats doughnuts....
...I cannot believe how much I love this boy.Gingerbread Time!
Every year the Grant's have a tradition the day after Thanksgiving to make gingerbread houses. For many of these years growing up the Kern girls have joined us. Even when I am away from home every other year for thanksgiving I still always find a way to do a gingerbread house. This year (being away from C-Town) was especially fun because the Kern girls invited me to do houses with them. This was a very fun day: The girls doing their thing with the gingerbread houses and the boys hitting the links. So thank you Sara for once again opening your home to me and Anthony! We love you guys!
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