I love that there is a blogging app on the iPhone. The hospital I am at doesn't allow laptops and Internet. Seriously, look at this little guy. He is really dreamy.

We're just hanging out waiting for greys. Just me and my little man. If only Emmy and bake were here. I miss them.

Here are some pictures from the second day in the Hospital. Thanks so much to all the visitors and those that sent flowers and brought lunch, and just your company was much needed. We received a edible flower display of sugar cookies from Lindsey Pimentel. Thanks so much Lindsey, sugar cookies are my favorite and very creative. Enjoy the pictures

He is finally here. Jenny started getting contractions around 8:30pm and this is the pre-hospital picture

We arrived at the hospital around 1 am on April 28th and at 5:07 am arrived our 8 pound 5 ounce future QB, we could beef him up and let Uncle Kemo train him to become a Defense tackle, as long as he gets a 1st round guaranteed $41 M contract. I can't wait for Emerson to meet him. He is her twin and it reminds me of when she was born just under two years ago, same cry, same facial expressions. It is hard for me to explain in words the feeling that comes over me when I hear that first cry and lay eyes on my child. It is an instant love from the moment I meet these pure precious beings. We are so lucky to have a healthy child and I am so thankful to my Heavenly Father for giving me this perfect perfect baby. Enjoy some of the pictures and I will continue to post in the next couple of days. Excuse the layout I am very green to this blogging world, because I still think we need to go private. I'll wait till Jenny recovers and then open that can of worms!!

I love him!

Dane emmett Morphy
April 28 2009
5:07am
8 pounds 5 ounces
20 inches
Huge head
I'm in love, and em has no idea yet. I miss her.

Photo courtesy of my iPhone.. Terrible quality. So sorry.

immediately we ruled out the option of the inversion procedure to get out little man to turn. didn't want to take the risk. so i read up on other ways to get him to ditch the breech position. i read about acupuncture (which a ton of people called and told me to do), moxi sticks, flashlights, and slanted boards. they all seemed like a lot of work. some were just too weird.

i did however, spend a week like the picture above. frozen corn on his head and headphones at his feet. apparently this is suppose to make him move away from the cold and towards the tunes.

i think he really really likes adele and the ting tings. little man is butts up.. just as he should be. i'm glad that he is already listening to the counsel of his mother.

thank heavens.

eta: i just viewed this post, and realized i look extremely large in this picture. i don't get it. sorry if the image disturbs you.

a couple of updates. so be looking for this girl.


can you tell that em doesn't get her eyes from me? oh, you can't tell cause you can't even see mine? yeah that is what happens when i smile. thats why i choose to be behind the camera...

leaving the doctor i felt a little defeated. i was determined to kick it though. i just need to get over it, and since dad was in orange county we were going to take advantage and enjoy a little subway together. 5 dollar foot longs, why wouldn't we?

dad waited in line while em and i grabbed a seat. i handed her her sippy and crackers, and tried really really hard to hold back my tears. i was a little overwhelmed for a minute looking at her and realizing that i was about to rock her world like never before. and i was starting to feel guilty on her behalf, and bad for myself.


the news that baby brother might be here sooner then we expected caught me off guard. i thought i had more time. more time to finish projects, get things ready, and most importantly i thought i had more time with her. just her. the only time in our lives that it will be just the two of us. and i don't know what is harder on me, the fact that never again will it be that way, or that never in her life will she remember it. i don't remember anything about my life at two years old. why would she?


the last couple of weeks i have been making it a point to really focus on her. i've put responsibilities and plans off to make sure she knows that she is my number one priority. i even went as far as weeding in our tiny back patio so we could spend our days outside going up and down her new/used slide for hours at a time. we bask in the sun and blow bubbles. we take our lunch outside when its warm enough, and don't make a fuss when we have dirt all over our faces. we have fun, and we have fun together. just the two of us.


i'm amazed at how much she has grown up in the last two months. how much she talks, how much she understands, and how much she explores and wants to learn. my little girl, mommies best friend is about to be a big sister. i don't know how i am going to do it. how in the world am i going to share all this with another one, and eventually more. i feel like i am about to deprive her of something, but on the other hand i can't wait to feel this times two. i couldn't imagine being a mother of like 8+ children. how in the world would you have time to be sad about anything when you are filled with love at this magnitude?


i managed to contain myself at subway, which is more then i can say for when dad was gone and we got home. i lost it. i just held my little bit and sobbed. never has she been so snuggly. it was just what i needed. i just love this little girl, and i think i need a snuggle from her right now.

yesterday my hopes and dreams were crushed by two tiny little words.

he's breech.

if you all remember correctly, emmy had a rough entrance into this world. she was right side up rather then upside down and after nearly three hours of pushing, they cut me open and pulled her out the sunroof. a c-section. recovery is long, and painful, and i now have a smiley face scar to show off for it. she was safe and healthy however, which is all that matters, just a little stubborn. funny how that personality trait shines through at times even now with her.

from the day i found out i was pregnant with dane i knew i was going to opt for a vbac. afterall, it wasn't my fault all the pushing didn't work, it was emersons, so as long as dane wasn't posterior like his sister i would be a ok.

i went in for a special ultrasound yesterday. the week prior the NP in my doctors office thought i was measuring a bit large and they wanted to be certain. i invited baker along this time(ladies, if you have only had one baby, just know that your second pregnancy is nothing like your first. dad goes to work, not to the doctor like your first). the two of us started the visit off talking vbac with the doctor. about how it was great i was choosing that.. yadda yadda yadda.. and then she squeezed the ultrasound jelly on my ever growing belly, applied the wand and frowned.

dr.: bummer, all this talk about vbacs and look at this. he's breech.
me: what does that mean
dr.: well as i am sure you know we don't deliver breech babies naturally.
me: my husband was delivered breech (now i didn't say this thinking that i would be the miracle mother who could and would do it)
dr.: yeah as of ten years ago we stopped taking that risk. there is a procedure we perform to turn the baby, we don't suggest it, and when our patients really hear about it and what it is, almost all of them decline. now there is a slight chance that he may turn on his own.
me: really what kind of a chance
dr.: like less then 5%. but he still may.. even though most babies are in position by 32 weeks, it looks slim. there are some exercises you can do.

it involves getting on all fours and channeling your inner dog.


really? my inner dog?

so there we have it, my hopes and dreams of giving birth like the majority of all the mothers in this world have been shattered. i'm going to be cut open inside out once again. but on the brighter side, i'll be off the hook for vacuuming and laundry for a good 6 weeks.

oh, you're wondering about the size issue? well, numbers date wise i should be at 35 weeks two days. size wise shows dane is a big 37 weeks 3 days. 6 lbs 4 oz. really? already? if history were to repeat itself, my water should break this weekend or early next week.. if we were going purely off of size. luckily that is not the only factor, and i'm not counting on that, and quite frankly am not ready for that. i have a hair appointment on wednesday, so anytime after that should be just fine.

em has been in a big girl bed for some time now. sorry i never posted pictures. one of the things that i have loved about switching her over so early, was the fact that she treated it like her crib. she didn't get up when we put her down, and when she did wake up from her nap or from the night, she waited in her bed until we got her. it's been a piece of cake.

well the other day when she woke up and was calling for mom, i came in to see this.



she had slept with nearly 20 books in her bed. they were scattered on her mattress, and stuck between the bed and the wall. i love it. for so many reasons. first of all she could have stayed out of her bed and read on the floor and then had an empty bed to take a peaceful nap. i also love that she likes books so much. i'm serious when i say that this little lady would read all day with us if we would allow it. or should i say if i took the time to do it with her all day. we do read on numerous occasions, but it's not for me all day long.


of course as soon as i got her out of bed, the first place she went was the bookshelf. she helped herself to a few more books and just read for another good 20 minutes. i love to watch her read to herself. she just studies and examines every single picture so carefully. she is so concentrated. i have a feeling we are going to have a major reader on our hands, and i don't even care. bring on the book nerd. maybe it will rub off on her mom and dad.