HERE'S TO THREE AMAZING YEARS...

And this little chunk makes our lives even more amazing....

LOVE YOU JEFF!

We sure do love this little boy...

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Trey has been smiling since he was three weeks old. And at exactly four weeks, I even got a little laugh out of him when I went to get him out of bed in the morning. I knew no one would believe me until he laughed for my mother in law later that day... and then for Jeff the next day. Who would have thought that such an innocent little smile would make a person so happy!? We just can't get enough of him and his cute little dimples.

Jeff's parents were able to come spend a week with us. Trey was so excited to meet his grandparents and I was so relieved to have a little extra help. We didn't get to do much with them since taking care of Trey kept us busy enough. But don't you worry... we still made time for dinner every night! Thanks Tony and Kathie for treating us! You guys are the best!

We were also able to bless Trey while they were here. So glad to have at least some family here to see the blessing! Jeff did a great job and gave him such a sweet blessing. Trey is so lucky to have such a good daddy. And I am even luckier to have such a good husband.

Enough pictures already!!

Bonding with Grandma Kathie

I just love cuddling with my little guy. He is such a good snuggler.

And this folks... is what I get to enjoy every day. I love being a mom!

The Baby Story

If you don’t care to hear the labor story (because I know it’s long) just scroll down to the end of the post for some pics. This post is mostly for my own record so I'm sorry if it is quite detailed.

So it goes like this...

I went to my 40 week Doctors appt hoping for some good news. The doc told me I was dilated to almost a three and about 75% effaced. That got my hopes up a little thinking Baby Trey would be making his arrival soon. But unfortunately he had no intentions of coming on his own so we had to schedule an induction date… in hopes that maybe he would come before that. I was feeling pretty confident… but Baby had other plans. :) My OB scheduled me for Friday, March 12, 2010. 8 days after my due date. 8 DAYS!!! She tried to get me in on Wednesday or Thursday but there weren’t any rooms available in the hospital. I was getting so anxious to meet him so you can imagine I was quite restless during that last week. I went on a walk every day but to no avail… I had been having some contractions but nothing that got me too excited…

Which led me to Friday. The day that changed the rest of our lives…

-We got to the hospital at 7 am. I was dilated to a 3+ which I was excited about.
-By 8:00 they already had me hooked up to my IV and had started me on pitocin. They sure didn’t waste any time.
-I started having some contractions, but I was going to be tough and wait it out as long as I could. (Don’t be fooled, I didn’t last long.)
-By around 9:00 the doc came in and broke my water, which is when my contractions started getting really strong.
(After this I’m really not sure on the times… it is all a little bit of a haze, so I will do my best)
-I tried passing the time by playing Phase 10 with Jeff and my mom, but I made it to about phase 3 before I asked for my epidural. I was worried that by the time I asked, it might take the anesthesiologist longer than I might expect so I might as well get the ball rolling!

And from there it pretty much goes like this…
-Anesthesiologist comes in around 10:30 to give me my epidural. Made my mom and Jeff leave the room. Not happy about that. Waited for a while for the epidural to kick in. (This is the part where I was expecting immediate or somewhat immediate relief) Did NOT happen. Waited some more… Still feeling my contractions. Asked nurse if I could get some more medicine because it didn’t seem to be working like it should. Anesthesiologist came in and put another dose of medicine in my IV. Worked like a charm for an hour. During all this the doc had been coming in to check on me. I wasn’t progressing like I should have. I was at a 4 for a good 5 or so hours and his head wasn’t dropping. The doc seemed concerned and mentioned the possibility of a c-section if he didn’t drop in the next couple of hours. I was a wreck and a little over emotional about the whole thing. Wasn’t prepared for that news… and did NOT want a C-section. The doc explained that sometimes if the baby hasn’t dropped by now (considering I am 8 days late and had been on pitocin for a good while) then sometimes the baby is trying to tell us something, and we need to listen to the baby. In other words, there is a good chance he can’t fit through my pelvis. I rationalized with this for a bit, and after much convincing from both Jeff and my mom and after realizing that I really wanted to do what was best for the baby, I had decided I would go ahead with the c-section if that’s what the doc felt I should do. She came in a couple of hours later and he was still at the same place. She told me that it was completely up to me what I wanted to do, but that she strongly recommended a c-section because she is against those labors that you push for 3 hours only to end up doing a c-section anyway. She told us she would give us a bit to discuss it and be back in a half hour for my decision. During this time, I had mentally prepared myself for the c-section and had finally come to grips with it. Doc came back… checked me once more. I WAS DILATED TO A 7 AND HIS HEAD HAD DROPPED! I had been praying that I would do whatever was best for me and the baby and I felt like this had been an answer to my prayers! It was really a miracle that in that short half hour span, he had decided to drop! Despite, the roller coaster of events, I (and both Jeff and my mom) were so relieved! The doc said, wow, that’s certainly not what I was expecting… but we will go with it! From then on I progressed rather quickly. The next time she came in I was at a 9… and then when the nurse checked me a while later I was at a 10 and almost completely effaced, which meant it was time to start pushing!

Now back to my epidural… it had not been working nearly as well as I had hoped and I had to have the anesthesiologist come back in twice to give me another dose of medicine… which only seemed to help for an hour at a time. So for a good 2 hours of my 11 hour labor, I was pain free. :) Not quite what I was expecting. They kept telling me that it was pretty normal to feel my legs and the contractions a little. The thing is, I could feel them a lot!! Especially the contractions! I was starting to get worried because I knew that I was going to have to start pushing soon, and the medicine had started wearing off more and more. They wouldn’t give me any more medicine.

Just before I was about ready to push, I started throwing up. The nurse informed me that that is actually a really good way to get labor going, so as soon as I was done she had me start pushing. The first 15 minutes of pushing was bearable… I actually thought, okay, I can do this. Ha. If I only knew... To spare everyone of my pain and the gory details I will just leave it at this... It was not pretty. In fact, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to keep pushing for much longer, I was losing strength and energy fast. After about an hour and 10 minutes of pushing, the nurse called the doctor in… At which point I started throwing up again. This had to be a very pretty sight. Pushing out a baby while throwing up. Awesome. As horrible as it was to throw up at the very end of my labor, I actually consider it quite a blessing. It got that baby out in literally less than a minute. In fact, he came out so fast the Dr was trying to slow it down, so he didn’t just shoot out. I guess the convulsing of my stomach is what pushed him out so fast. Unfortunately for my sake, the Doc wasn’t able to ease him out to prevent some tearing. It was too late!

So… 11 hours later we are blessed with a beautiful baby boy. It was hard, and one of the most painful hours I have ever been through but it was worth every second.
And yes, I would do it again.
It took me a little while to recuperate, so I didn’t actually get to hold Trey right away which I am sad about, but once I finally did it was truly one of the best feelings in the world. I couldn’t believe I was actually holding my sweet baby boy. That same little boy that had been growing and moving inside of me for 9 months. How can anyone not believe in a God after witnessing something as beautiful as that. What a miracle the birth of a child is and what a blessing and responsibility I now have as a mother. I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Jeff said it perfectly when he said, I realized I loved him unconditionally...I did not TRY to love him...I just DID.

Fast forwarding to today… On Friday, Trey will be a month old. I can’t believe how fast this first month has gone. I love my little boy more and more every day. It’s crazy how much love you can have for a child. I can’t imagine life without him.

Here are just a few "Trey-isms"…

-If you haven’t noticed, Trey has two dimples. I Love Them.
-Trey HATES to have his diaper changed, although he is getting a little better and doesn’t scream through EVERY diaper change anymore.
-He also HATED his baths… that is until his umbilical cord fell off and now he loves them!
-He hates to be naked! (Are you seeing a trend?) Jeff claims it is just because he is a modest boy. Let’s hope that carries on through teenage life… :)
-He is so strong he could lift his little head up from day 1! If I try and burp him before he is done eating, he will lift his little head up and start eating my cheek. It makes me laugh every time.
-Everyone says he looks like me. I don’t see it, but then again, I’m not good at noticing that stuff.
-He pretty much has a perma scowl... especially when he sleeps. (Apparently I do too) Like mother… Like son.
-I swear he smiled at me the other day. Actually, he smiled at me a few times. And I promise it wasn’t gas! I even got it on my camera phone for proof!
-He is a pretty good sleeper. At first he wasn’t good at all. Then by day 9 he went a 7 hour stretch between feedings! That lasted all of three days and we are back to about 4-5 hour stretches, sometimes less. We will keep working at it though!

Overall, Trey is doing great. He is such a sweet little boy. All I want to do is cuddle him. He is the best little cuddler! He has been a good eater since day 1… (hence the 9 lbs. 7 oz.) and he LOVES his mommy... and his daddy of course. I wouldn’t have it any other way!

Just a few stats I want to remember:

One week appt:
-Back to his birth weight and looking great.

Two week appt:
-Weighing in at 10 lbs. 2 oz. and measuring at 22.5 in. long. (I told you he is a good eater!)
He is in the 90th percentile for weight and 95th percentile in height. That’s my boy!

Now for the long awaited pics…

Coming home from the hospital. Can you believe he fit inside of me!?

He loves his Grandma

... and his dad

His first outing... To the Doctor

One Week

Saying goodbye to Grandma Wendy

He loves to sleep in this position

I love to rock him in our swing. It has been so nice here lately. Like 80 degrees nice! (Sorry, I won't rub it in)

2 Weeks

This is one of the few times where we tried every trick to wake him up and he wouldn't budge! We couldn't believe we got him naked and he still didn't blink an eye!

I went and got his pictures taken by one of my friends out here. She did a great job! If you want to see more of her work click here.

We actually had to do the photo shoot on two different days because Trey did not want to cooperate. Remember how I said he hated being naked?? Well, we learned our lesson and kept him fully clothed the second day... except for maybe a couple shots.

Here is just a sneak peak.

This is pretty much how the first day went...

I don't love this pic of me, but I wanted to show you his dimple.

Don't worry... he wasn't fooled!

April Fools - (and Kimi strikes back)

So as I have mentioned before, April Fools is quickly becoming one of my favorite holidays. It is a day where I have been given license to harass and torture Kimi. (see HERE and HERE)

I will give myself a "B+" for this year's efforts. Kimi's reactions last year were great and this year they were good too. I will just chronicle how these hoaxes played out....

About a month before April Fools: I told her that I failed one of my Oral Pathology tests. I told her if I failed another one I would have to redo this whole year of Dental School.
About a week before April Fools: So as I studied and prepared for the next test I acted really worried and after I took the test I told her that it was possible that I failed it.

The night before April Fools: I told her that some of my classmates got their score back but that I did not receive a score....she asked me what that meant and I said it couldn't be good. I had the wife of one of my classmates text Kimi and ask, "How did Jeff do on his test, I heard he was pretty worried about it?" She didn't respond....hehe.

Early April Fools Morning: I woke Kimi before I left for school and told her that I got an e-mail from my professor that said he wanted to meet with me at noon. So as I was at school Kimi was home wondering what was going to happen, I struck her with another prank...I had gotten up pretty early that morning and got a zip-lock bag, cut a corner, and taped a straw so that it came through the bag. I filled the bag with cake frosting and the squeezed the frosting into our toothpaste tube. Kimi woke up that morning and didn't turn on the lights because she didn't want to wake Trey, and....you got it....squeezed that frosting all over her toothbrush and brushed her teeth. She was really confused as to what was in her mouth and then she realized....it is April Fools! She then started to wonder if my whole test thing was a joke, more accurately, she wished it was a joke.

The Afternoon of April Fools: I got home from school and asked her if she wanted to hear about my meeting with my professor. I sat down and started to tell her that he told me that I had failed and that he gave me the option to redo the whole year or retake the coarse over the summer (meaning we wouldn't be able to go home). She interrupted me and said, "This better not be an April Fools joke!" I couldn't keep a straight face and she got mad as I laughed and laughed. She then said, "And I don't appreciate brushing my teeth with frosting!"

Later that Afternoon: I cut up a little piece of snickers and molded into a little bean looking thing. Later, I was changing Trey's diaper and yelled for Kimi to come look at his diaper. (I quickly placed the snickers piece into the dirty diaper...on a clean spot. I said "Is he pooping solid??" There was a small solid mass in his diaper. Kimi was so confused looking at it and after a while I picked it up, smelled it, and put it in my mouth and ate it. Kimi gasped and tried to utter words to stop me but it was too late. I wish everyone could have seen the horror on her face. It is imprinted into my memory and brings a smile to my face whenever I think about it.

Later in the Night: I got home from playing basketball and showered and got ready for bed. As we were about to get in bed Kimi told me not to turn on the light because she was trying to get Trey to fall asleep so she held him while we said prayers and when we were done I slipped into bed in the dark and Kimi just started laughing. I had no idea what she was laughing about. I thought Trey was doing something funny....but she just kept laughing and laughing. She turned on the lights and told me, between her laughs, to look at my face. I looked in the mirror and had powdered sugar all over my face, head, and arm. She had put it all over my pillow and I hadn't seen it in the dark. I have to hand it to her....she got me. Although, I won't forgot about the people who helped her come up with this idea.

I hope you had an equally eventful April Fools.

Baby Update!

Kimi wanted me to update the blog with the good news so here it is….Trey Anthony Wegener was born yesterday, March 12, 2010, at 6:08 p.m. He weighs in at a hefty 9 lbs. 7 oz and is 21 inches long. We’re so excited to finally be able to hold him. He must have been pretty squished in there because as soon as they cleaned him up and put him down under the heat lamp he just sprawled out and went to sleep like he was on the beach.

Yesterday carried with it so many emotions for me. Four years ago to the day, I was sitting in the Logan tabernacle listening to Elder Ballard, a modern day prophet, speak to our stake, when I got a text from my brother….KIMI HAS BEEN IN AN ACCIDENT CALL ME. Kimi and I had been dating for a while and despite recently breaking up still spent time together. She was going to southern Utah with some friends for spring break and got in a serious wreck. When I got this text, emotions that I didn’t know I had came to the surface. It was then that I realized that I cared much more about Kimi than I thought I did. The thought of losing her and the thought of her in pain was heartbreaking. I ran down to the Provo hospital with one of her friends and saw her….she was in so much pain, black and blue all over, swollen. Thankfully, everyone survived and recovered but that moment was a pivotal moment in our relationship. I realized that I loved Kimi. I did not TRY to love Kimi but I DID…. and no matter what happened in our crazy dating experience, I always remembered those emotions that I had….that I loved her.

March 12, 2006 set a course which has taken us to where we are now. Four years later to the day…another extremely painful day for Kimi….another pivotal day in our relationship….and just like in that pivotal moment four years ago… yesterday when I saw my son for the first time I had a realization of love that I didn’t know I could have. I realized I loved him unconditionally...I did not TRY to love him...I just DID. Welcome home Trey!

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Dear Baby...

WHERE ARE YOU!!??

Love, Mom

Baby Wegener Update

Unfortunately Baby Wegener is making himself nice and comfy in my overly full belly. I don't think he has plans of coming out any time soon. Let's hope he surprises me. I went to the Dr. yesterday and I am dilated to a 2 and 70% effaced... which according to my Dr. doesn't really mean anything. So the waiting continues...
I haven't become TOO impatient yet because like I mentioned before, it will be nice to get some of Jeff's tests out of the way, and my mom isn't flying in till the 10th. And I NEED my mom's help!!!! I don't know how long I can go without her here. But by the time this weekend rolls around, if it ever does, I think baby Wegener and I are going to have a little chat. :)
So far I haven't really had any contractions, I have had cramps which I guess people say is contractions, but nothing overly exciting. In the meantime I plan to enjoy the few days of sleeping in that I have left, and will continue to get my house in order. Did I mention I am done with work?? I took this week off so I could just relax and get a few extra things done before this baby makes his arrival. Plus, I wasn't too keen on the idea of going into labor while I was working. So yes, I am going to enjoy whatever time I have left of no work and no baby. And no matter what anyone else might say, I would TEN TIMES take the end of my pregnancy over the first. The first trimester was just down-right miserable.

My coworkers surprised me with a cake and balloons on Friday. So nice of them...


I have been keeping myself busy with a lot of little sewing projects. I have a few more little blankets to sew and then I am packing up my sewing machine and putting it away for a while. Time to take a break. Here are a few of the things I have accomplished over the past few weeks...

I finally finished the diaper bag! A lot of you may think it is girly... but I don't care, it's for me, not the baby!




Wipes cases and burp cloths... one to go with each of my diaper bags. :)

A couple of the blankets I finished...
And some bibs and burp cloths...

I'm really glad I've gotten into sewing while I've been out here. Not only does it give me something to do when I am bored, I actually really enjoy doing it!

I wasn't going to post another picture of me, but for journaling purposes I decided against my better judgement. Don't make fun of me though... my belly is HUGE! If you compare my last photo to this one you will see that it has almost doubled in size! Or at least that's what if feels like!

Sadly, it appears as though my butt has gotten bigger. I don't know if that's just because it's making up for the weight in my front or if it's just the way I am standing. Either way... I don't like it.

And as far as Jeff goes... between school and basketball, he seems to keep himself pretty busy. Unfortunately, this semester is a lot more demanding than last semester. I am just hoping it slows down a bit after this baby comes. If not, I suppose I can handle a couple more months of craziness and then it's off to Utah to visit the fam! I CANNOT wait!
Jeff is on a Rec-bastketball team and has games every Tuesday night, as well as Church ball games every Saturday morning... (both of which he is undefeated). Oh but don't think that stops him from going to play Thursday nights as well with his friends! That boy LOVES basketball! There isn't a whole lot he would give up for a game of basketball so I always know when he does that he must REALLY LOVE me. :)

Well that's about it for now. Hopefully my next post will be a big announcement... HOPEFULLY. Oh and did I mention we have finally compromised on two names!??? It's a miracle!! But according to Jeff, it will be a game time decision, so even though I know you are just DYING to know, you will have to wait. haha. Until next time.....

And the snow STILL comes!!

This week has been a crazy week! Definitely an interesting one to say the least... Due to the enormous amounts of snow we recieved over the weekend and throughout the week, Jeff's school was canceled Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. They told all the students at the first of school that they pretty much never cancel school for ANYTHING even if the rest of the University does... so this was obviously a BIG storm! Work was cancelled for me on Saturday and on Monday our streets STILL hadn't been plowed so there was no way for me to get to work. Monday night we heard a plow coming down our street! It felt like Christmas morning! (even though they only plowed it once, it was just enough to get our little car out)... so Tuesday Jeff braved the roads and took me into work... Only to be greeted with another 8 inches of snow that night... leaving me stranded once again. My work probably hates me.
Although it was hard not being able to drive anywhere, Jeff and I did enjoy the relaxing time we got to spend together.
Wednesday night our furnace decided to give out on us. Perfect timing! So we borrowed a couple space heaters from some friends and neighbors and stuck it out for a couple of days until the furnace man could come fix it.
The furnace was fixed just in time for Jeff's friend Matt to arrive. He flew in late Friday night so we ventured out to the airport to pick him up. After we picked him up from the airport, we only made it about a mile when our tire decided to blow out. Of course we had a spare...but no jack. So we sat... stranded on the highway... for TWO hours... until midnight... when AAA finally came and rescued us. Thank heavens they came when they did because no one wants to see a ninth month pregnant woman peeing on the side of the road!! That would NOT have been a pretty sight... especially because I still don't know how I would have accomplished the squatting thing... I think I would have ended up sitting in the snow!
Then on Saturday when we went to get our tire fixed our spare was flat! You have got to be kidding me!
And now the weather man predicts another 3-6 inches of snow by tomorrow... just lovely!!

As unlucky as we seem to have been this week, I can't help but think of all the things I have to be grateful for...
1. I am so glad we were one of the lucky few who did not lose power over the long weekend of being snowed in.
2. So grateful for food storage so we didn't have to hike our way to the grocery store.
3. It was nice to have an excuse to be lazy and spend some extra quality time with my wonderful husband.
4. Thank heavens this snow storm was now and not a month from now when I could quite possibly be going into labor. What would I have done if we couldn't even get our car out to go anywhere?!?
5. Glad the furnace broke now and not right after I had my baby... we would have been packing our bags and moving in with some friends... what a mess that would be!
6. So thankful Jeff was with me when the tire blew out. I am the one usually driving the car 90% of the time... so I feel extremely lucky to of had him there... and driving!

I sure hope everyone else survived their week!!

As for me and the little guy... I swear he is getting bigger EVERY DAY!! And I am getting more and more excited to finally meet him. I cannot wait! I also cannot wait for my hips to stop hurting and my heartburn to miraculously disappear. What a lovely day that will be! Although, Jeff keeps reminding me that along with that brings a whole other list of complaints! I guess I'm in it for the long haul!

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO YOU ALL! HOPE YOU HAVE A FABULOUS DAY!

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