Blaze loves hanging out with Mike when he comes home from work.
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| Great Grandma and Great Grandpa Dodge and 2nd cousin Karen. |
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| Cousin Leah - she loves to hold him! |
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| 2nd cousin Ty - he was disappointed that Blaze couldn't play catch with him yet and even more disappointed that his mom didn't let him throw the ball at the baby anyway. |
The newest Burgoyne is here! Welcome Blaze!
I know, I'm like 2 weeks late in posting this. I even had a great creative idea of how I was going to tell the whole story of the labor and delivery complete with sports analogies like false start and delay of game penalties that were declined on account of cuteness.
BUT after 2 weeks of very little sleep I just don't have the energy for creativity right now. So I started writing a very boring recount of the events and my computer shut down deleting it. I definitely don't have the energy to rewrite it. If you really want the details, call me.
Besides, I know what everyone really wants: Pictures! So here you go.
We think he's just about perfect.
This post is mostly for my family, who has always had an odd appreciation for fat jokes. Over the past few months, I feel like the jokes have taken on a whole new level of reality for me.
This mamma is so fat.... when using a public restroom she gets trapped between the toilet and the stall door.
This mamma is so fat.... she parks in the driveway because the garage isn't big enough for both the car and her at the same time.
This mamma is so fat...she can't ever get past the shoulders in "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes" actions but is REALLY good at "Once there was a Snowman", except that she can't get up again after she has "melted".
This mamma is so fat...when she drops something on the floor it's a 3 stage process for picking it back up again.
This mamma is so fat...that wearing her favorite winter boots requires a 10 minute yoga routine to get them on and the help of a second party to get them off again.
Enjoy Groves Family! At least my shadow doesn't weigh 42 pounds...yet.
This Halloween we decided to really take advantage of the opportunities we had including:
What better place is there for a guy to pick up chicks than at a wedding right? Everyone is looking their best, you're surrounded by good food, music and dancing, and that whole "romantic atmosphere".
If things are going well and she's related to the wedding party, you might even get a chance to meet her folks.
Of course, you better be prepared to discuss your ambitions and future prospects if you want to impress the mother.
School is back in session for most everyone now. To celebrate, we are going to have a pop quiz. Since most of my "leisure" reading these days is centered around pregnancy and babies, that will be the topic for today's test.
#1. On average, how many diapers does a baby go through in 1 year?
#2. When does the 3rd trimester "officially" begin?
#3. Please rate the following "pregnancy moments" I've had from least to most funny:
A. (At 3 months): "I thought you were pregnant, the guys and I were talking about things we noticed were different about you."
B. "You're not due until December and you're already that big? At least you're not getting fat in your face."
C. 5 months pregnant, I walk into the State Liquor store and pick up a $700 order of booze.
D. "Cool name. Makes me think of a stoner or WWE wrestler."
#4. T/F Waiting at the doctor's office for 45+ minutes so you can have a 5 minute check up is acceptable.
#5. T/F It's ok to buy chocolate milk every single day with your lunch, and then blame it on a craving so the cashier doesn't judge you.
Bonus Question:
In one to two paragraphs, please describe how much Mike and Shaina have no clue what they have gotten themselves into.
Pencils down. Everyone grade your own.
1. 2,300. With that much practice Mike's going to be an expert after 1 year!
2. Got me. Everything I read says something different depending on if you're counting months, weeks, or days; when you start counting; and if it's a leap year or not. I say it starts whenever the heartburn and swollen feet become commonplace.
3. No right answer. But C was for an event at work for those of you already questioning my competency as a mother.
4. I say False, but appearantly it's standard in the medical field.
5. TRUE. Of course.
One day on a crazy whim I decided I wanted to get my Master's degree and enrolled in an online Master of Human Resource Development program.
Now that I am 2 class into it, and wondering what in the world I was thinking, I am able to reflect on what it means to be a college student all over again.
It's still rewarding to finish a class, test, or paper and feel like you've really accomplished something. It's still exciting to learn new things and feel like you understand a concept on a different level now.
It's a lot easier to be a full-time student while working part-time than it is to be working full-time and only be a part-time student. I don't know why, but it is.
Staying up until 2:30 am to finish a research paper that is due still stinks. Especially when you can't afford to sleep in the next day because you have to go work. Especially when it means that Father's Day for your husband is lame because you're too tired to even make him a plate of eggs.
Even in virtual classrooms there is going to be that one really annoying person.
Text books are always boring.
Having the company you work for reimburse your tuition and books is a lot nicer than a student loan, plus the temporary charges are good for rewards points on your credit card.
I suppose it hasn't been so bad of an experience so far. But I'm thinking the next time I feel impulsive, I'll just stick with an hour or two at the mall and a some new shoes.
Today is a celebration day!
Happy Birthday to me! Ok, you might be thinking it's a bit presumptuous to post about myself on my birthday, and maybe it is. But you only turn to 29 once! Unless you're my mom, she's done it a dozen times now.
Happy Birthday to my father-in-law! What a good guy he is. Every year he sends me an e-card on "our" birthday that I always look forward to. This year it had dancing hamsters in sombreros. Very nice.
And....
Happy Birth Day count down! 6 months from today is the due date of the next addition to the Burgoyne Family Tree, brought to you by Mike and Shaina.
Mike has had a lot of free time lately and has been helping out more around house. I've come home to a hot meal almost every night the past week, the errands and shopping have been done, and today he even helped out with the laundry....
I had to renew my passport recently. It turns out they don't let you keep your previous passport anymore and you have to mail it back in order to get a new one.
So it's time to say goodbye.
Goodbye to one of the last remaining official documents that carried my maiden name. Goodbye to the most unflattering picture I've ever had taken. And most importantly goodbye to my stamps.
Last week we took a trip to Colorado to watch BYU play CSU.
Despite Mike being terribly sick all week and staying in bed during most of our stay, he found the strength to still attend the game.
Party #1:
Not your typical work party. Riding the scooter all day was fun.
