Am I losing it?

...or did our baby really sleep over 6 hours last night? She's such a good one.

The unfortunate truth is that I was awake for 2 of those hours.

Another lesson learned.

Baby Millie

Announcing...

Millie Lund

The cutest girl born this century, and the talk of the town with her extreme amounts of hair.

Here are her stats:

Born: Saturday, January 23, 2010 at 8:29 pm
Weight: 7 lbs. 2 oz.
Height: 19 inches


First Family Photos

"Extremely Modern Millie"


Barney and his brother with their new babies--born about 4 months apart

Cute little legs and feet
Chillaxin on a quilt her aunt Dianey made for her

The first "after birth" shot


A few more details for those interested:

I went into labor on my own on Saturday about noon. By 2pm, my contractions were less than 5 minutes apart, and so we took off to the hospital. By the time we got there, I was dilated to almost 6 cm., so they checked me in upstairs, and gave me an epidural. After that, it was smooth sailing. The whole experience was wonderful and just perfect. It was faster and smother than I imagined it would be, and I love this beautiful little girl more than I thought imaginable. Looking at my own baby pictures, little Millie looks pretty familiar. My hair was almost exactly the same color, thickness and length. And right now, I'm feeling like I could make a showing on the Biggest Loser. 13 lbs lost in 3 days could probably compete, right?

Jack

I didn't start watching 24 until last season, so I never saw how Jack Bauer interacted with his wife, but I can't imagine that they had a very good relationship.

I mean, not only is he always the only choice, but also, he never has any time,

AND he can't end any conversation normally.

Just a thought.



Okay, one more thing: for those who are still waiting to hear, yes, I am a day over-due and no, the baby hasn't come yet. But have you seen the snow? I would stay where it's nice and warm too!

That Fateful "A"

My love taught me a valuable lesson. I've been speaking incorrectly my whole life (as often as I actually used medical vocabulary). I've been saying that I'm two centimeters dialated when in reality, I'm only two centimeters dilated. For some reason, dialate seems to sound better--like I'm progressed further than I actually am or something. Too bad. Still, with only a week and a half 'til our baby's due date, I guess I can be patient until I'm the patient.

Ba da bum.

Oh, and sorry that I have nothing interesting to blog about these days except my changing belly. There's not much else that I can think about these days... except the fact that 24 is back on. That should keep me occupied for the next few weeks.

Okay, Okay, I get it!

I realize it's been much too long since I've posted. The truth of the matter is, with my love home from school for two whole weeks, I haven't done much of anything that I would normally do. But, today is a momentous occasion and I have to write about it.

Happy New Year everyone. When I was young and partying like it was 1999, I couldn't picture what it would be like to live in the year 2010. Well, here we are. This year, my new year's resolution is to have a baby and survive.

Our baby is officially full-term today. Yup, she could be born any time in the next 3 weeks (or maybe 4 if she's late). I can't wait to meet her! But, until I do, I'm going to spend all my time sleeping and doing things that may never be easy to do again...like going to the library, and cooking dinner.

Christmas Tree

Last year, my love bought us my very first live Christmas tree. Well, Christmas is here again, and we got another beautiful live one! Woohoo! I love it! When I was putting lights on it, I got to the top and realized that I had way too many lights left over. So, what did we do? Just scrunched the excess up and made a star/modern piece of art for the top. Classic.


Oh yeah. And this is how we're keeping the tree from falling over. For some reason it didn't like being straight in the stand, and thus is now balancing by this string.

From President to Coach

Am I the only one who recently realized that BYU's football coach is named BRONCO Mendenhall and not BARAK O. Mendenhall? I spent all season trying to figure out why everyone always used his middle initial. I mean, he's not a general authority or anything.