Go Green!

Yesterday we went to HeRoos' family's annual Easter party. We had a nice time eating, catching up with family, and hunting for Easter eggs. Each child in the family has a color that they grew up with and everyone knew it was "their color."

Coming from a family of six kids, this was a great way to limit the number of cups used. If a yellow cup was left out, they knew who it belonged to. HeRoos' color is green. (I think of hunter green as being a "bachelor" color. Before we were married, HeRoos' cupboards were pretty much empty except for green, plastic plates & bowls and green towels).

Every year, HeRoos searches for the green Easter eggs. Each person gets to look for 15 plastic eggs filled with candy. HeRoos' parents were easy on us and didn't add the extra 15 on for Max so we found all 30 of our eggs. If it would've been a race, we would've been at a disadvantage since green is camouflaged with the grass and shrubbery. I love this tradition and look forward to our family attending every year.

Side note: We are definitely amateur parents... Everything seems to take so much more time with a baby so we're learning to give ourselves at least 30 extra minutes to get ready. We thought we were prepared for our day at the grandparents until...Max wet his diaper AND his clothes. We didn't have a change of clothes so poor Max was Tarzan for the day. We kept him swaddled in a blanket until it came to put him in his car seat. When we got home, the little guy had the car seat strap clip, Graco, imprinted in his chest. We learned our lesson-today we're headed to the other grandparents with 5 changes of clothes in the diaper bag.

Some more pictures of the little guy.

Our little Baby M really likes to sleep during the day and when he does he can sleep through anything! But occasionally we do get to see his eyes.

-He Roos

note: staged picture, we did not tip him over so please don't call Child Services :)

It's Baby Time! by HeRoos

Introducing Baby Max

After several disappointing wave offs and being in a holding pattern for 3 days SheRoos was very excited to say the least when our number was called. SheRoos couldn’t help but dance (as much as pregnant women can, so pretty much just posing with style for the camera) once we got to our delivery room (I’m just amazed the cup of pee in her hand didn’t fly all over the place).



SheRoos is pretty stoked at this point and is all pumped up and ready for the delivery of our new baby. What she didn't know at this point in time is that she had another 16 hours labor and contractions to go through!



Several hours later and as tough as SheRoos is (and that is much tougher then HeRoos), she decided she had experienced enough labor contractions to be able to empathize with other women who had been through the delivery process. This is SheRoos after Dr. Feel Good had left (or more medically known as the anesthesiologist or doctor who gives the epidural and takes away the pain).



These next two pictures pretty much sum up the guy’s contribution from conception to childbirth.




At this point we have several pictures that we cannot publish. HeRoos got a little click happy with the camera near the end and we don't want to traumatize anyone especially SheRoos’ dad and brother. But for those of you who don’t mind a little blood and are over 18 or have a consent form signed by your parents, you can click here for some pictures shortly after the delivery.

This is baby Max after he has been cleaned up a bit. He kept crying because “someone” was pulling his hair and they wouldn’t stop (it took him a while to realize he was actually the one doing it).



After the nurses had counted his fingers and toes, poked and prodded him a little, they presented him to us dressed up as a neatly folded eggroll.




Childbirth was tough on little Baby Max so we gave him a well-deserved spa treatment (which he LOVED) followed by a nap.




Here are SheRoos' parents. They missed the birth by about 10 minutes. But hey there is always the next time, and the next time after that, and the next time after that, and...well lets just say the one who carries and delivers the baby and the one who doesn’t are disagreeing on how many babies they should have.



Here are our future weekly babysitters!



Here are some of HeRoos' family.



-HeRoos

The stork finally arrived!

After being bumped twice we finally got the call we have been waiting 9 months for. A room and a nurse opened up so we speed in to get it. 16 hours of labor later at 2:30 AM Maxwell Robert Roos was born. He weighed 6.5 lbs, was 19 inches long, and has a full head of dark hair. More details and pictures (some pretty gross ones) will be coming soon.

Waiting....

The hospital rooms are booked so we have to wait ANOTHER day to see if we can even get in. Grrrrhh So much for planned inductions.

Bummer!

We just got a call from the hospital and they've bumped our delivery until tomorrow. Now HeRoos is unloading all the things from the car that we just loaded an hour ago. One more day of waiting...

Ready or Not...

The nursery is ready, diapers are purchased, and I don't want to dust or vacuum one more time this week. The moment I've been dreaming of since I was a little girl (to be a mother) will be a reality in less than a day. HeRoos worked a half day and enjoyed golfing with his dad. We went to dinner for our last night out for a while. Oh, how our life is about to change. We are looking forward to meeting Max tomorrow!

Look Who's 60!

This is one sexy and sassy 60 year old. She is a special lady with an enthusiasm for life and sense of humor that is hard to beat. We (meaning her family) love her positive energy, non-judgemental attitude, good cooking, creative talents, generous heart, down-to-earth attitude, and ability to shower everyone around her with endless love. I can't imagine what the world would've been like if she didn't grace it with her presence 60 years ago.

Happy Birthday Mom, We Love You!

What’s In a Name?

HeRoos and I instantly agreed on what to name our firstborn boy. I really like the name Max and it reminds me of two of my cousins who are brothers, Matt & Dax. Between the two of them, they are smart, creative, kind, funny, motivated, friendly, handsome, spiritual and natural born leaders. If you take the M from Matt’s name, the A from both of their names, and the X from Dax’s name, you have MAX.


Matt

Dax
HeRoos felt that the name Max needed a little more “umph,” (especially when he’s in trouble or an adult) so I consented to give him a two-syllable name, Maxwell.

Robert
His middle name, Robert, is after one of the greatest men I’ve ever known-my dad. My dad is generous, kind, strong, thoughtful, smart, and responsible and service oriented. He has been such an outstanding father to my brother and me. He is a very involved and loving grandfather to the grand kids he already has.

If Max grows up to possess even half the qualities that these three men and his daddy, HeRoos, have he will be an amazing person. I hope and pray that I can do everything I need to as a mother to help Maxwell Robert live up to his name.

Massage Heaven

Najah has been one of my very best friends for over 15 years. Both of us were new to Utah and Davis High School. We've been through just about everything together and it has been interesting to see how parallel our life experiences have been.

Najah is the friend that gives me the wake up call when I need it-she'll tell me what I need to hear, even if I don't want to hear it. A couple months ago, we were feeling in need of a spiritual lift so we decided to challenge each other to read our scriptures every day. We are both motivated by incentives-I got my prize today!

She is a massage therapist, and one of the very best. I'm not just saying that because she was my Maid of Honor, Tiger Woods even said so! She works at Grand America Hotel & Four Winds Healing Arts Center (and used to work for Stein Eriksen). Today, she brought her massage table to my house and worked my tired, sore muscles over. I was in Heaven and didn't want the session to end. Now I'm completely relaxed and still inhaling the revitalizing massage oils.

If anyone wants a great massage, I highly recommend her. If you tell her that you're a friend of mine, she'll give you a "friend discount" of $60. You can go to Four Winds or she can bring her table to your house (depending on where you live). Her digits are #(801)347-9324.

We're trying to keep each other in line so we have a new challenge-this time we are going to read at least one chapter from the Book of Mormon every day until we're done. When I'm tired and just want to go to sleep without reading, I'll remember how great my massage was.

Food, Family, Fun

On Saturday, my sister-in-law threw HeRoos and I a wonderful baby shower. We had a great time being around our relatives and family friends. People drove from all around Utah and Idaho to celebrate with us. Between my sister-in-law, her mom, and my mom; there was enough food to quench every one's taste buds and leave our tummies quite content.

BabyRoos is one lucky guy! He will be covered in head-to-toe with the cutest clothes and blankets. HeRoos and I love looking at all the adorable baby things that people have given us. We keep telling each other how lucky we are to know such thoughtful and kind people.

BabyRoos' nursery is almost ready for his arrival. It has been a slow process trying to figure out what to do with it but it seems to be coming together. The only thing missing is him! We are getting very anxious to meet him. It will be nice to see his little feet instead of feel them in my ribs and I think my back will also be quite relieved. We'll find out more tomorrow at my doctor appointment if I'm on track for being induced next Tuesday.

Score!

Have you ever seen an item that seems like it was made just for you? Well, that happened to me today! I have been in search of the perfect over-the-shoulder purse for a verrrrrry long time. I've purchased a couple to get me by but they have not been ideal. Today I was at Macy's and saw a great Fossil purse but it was a little pricey. I decided to check out the Fossil outlet at Kimball Junction. Boom, there it was with my name written all over it in brown polka dots. I talked myself out of buying it, thinking that I will be toting around a diaper bag with little need for a purse. After a day of shopping, I left empty handed. Fortunately, I called my very wise mother who talked me into turning my car around and buying the purse. Now I am a very proud owner of possibly one of the cutest and most functional over-the-shoulder bags around. Thanks Mom for talking me into treating myself to a great find.