Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Tour De Donuts

Brett competed in his first bike race earlier this month, the Tour De Donuts.  The concept of the race is just crazy.  The course consisted of three laps, about 7 miles each.  In between the first and second laps, riders had to jump off their bikes and eat as many donuts as they could (or wanted to).  Then, they'd jump back on their backs and ride again.

For each donut they ate, they got 3 minutes subtracted off their time.

Crazy right?   Of course Brett was good at this. He took second place overall. The guy that beat him ate 32 donuts. 




There were boxes and boxes like this.  I've never seen so many donuts.


Owen wanted to participate in the donut eating part, but he maxed out at two.  He had fun cheering on dad, wearing his metal, and playing with Miles. 






Sunday, June 24, 2012

The Arrival of Miles Clyde Denney

 

Miles Clyde Denney arrived Thursday, June 14th at 2:06 pm.  I was able to have a successful Vbac, and although it was a long labor and a little scary, it was totally worth it!  It was such an amazing and miraculous experience, and I'm so grateful Brett and I got to share it together. Plus, my recovery has been a breeze compared to having a C-section! 

Since this was my first experience with a vaginal delivery, I wanted to document it...if you're not into the deets, just skip ahead to the pictures! 

(first family photo)


I started having contractions Tuesday afternoon and by Wednesday evening they were 5-7 minutes apart and unbearable, so we headed to the hospital.  After being there for four hours and getting some pain medication, I wasn't dilating and got sent homeI cried. I couldn't go home in this much pain.  I was sure I was have a baby Wednesday night or early Thursday morning.  But boy was I wrong.  So I labored at home all through the night and by seven in the morning went back in. I was dilated to a 4 and 90% effaced.  Whew...I was staying. 

And then I got that beautiful thing called an epidural! I was on cloud nine...and labor was like a party.

Over the next four hours I didn't progress much at all and my contractions were slowing down.  My doctor and nurse were monitoring baby Miles closely as his heart rate would occasionally drop after contractions.  At one point, his heart rate dropped too low for too long.  Hearing that slow of a heart beat was the scariest thing.  And having doctors and nurses rush into my room in a panic and prep and rush me to the OR for an emergency C-section made it even more terrifying.

But by time we got to the OR and baby hooked up to monitors again, his heart rate picked up.  For the next half hour it stayed up so I was wheeled back to my room to deliver. My body was shaking and trembling, but within an hour and a half my sweet baby was here.Everything progressed quickly that and I had a beautiful, healthy baby boy in my arms! 

Owen opening his gift from Miles (superhero toys of course)


Owen wanted nothing to do with me- I think seeing me in a hospital bed was a little scary- but he sure warmed up to baby Miles right away.

My mom watched him while we were in the hospital but first thing in the morning and throughout the day Owen asked her to go see baby.



Ready to go home!

Miles is just over one week old and we are eating him up! My mom was here helping me for a week and I can't imagine doing this without her.  She was so good to play with Owen and take him on little outings.  It meant so much to me for him to feel special too while most of my attentions was on Miles, and she did just that!  Plus, she was a huge help with meals, laundry, and cleaning! 

Next week, I might just fall apart without her.

Friday, June 8, 2012

Getting Sentimental (aka I'm 38 weeks Pregnant!)

I've been really bad at updating our family blog, and even though I tell myself this a thousand times, I'm going to do better.

As my due date approaches and we are about to become a family of four, I think back on these last nine months and ask myself, "What have we been doing?" I'm not really sure, it's all kind of a blur, because I've been terrible about documenting it.

 

Owen is about to be a big brother and will no longer be our "baby".  I think about how much he's changed and grown up in just the last nine months and wish I'd been better at writing down all of it. Have I even mentioned he's potty trained?!? Did I even write about the time he pooped his pants at the very top of the McDonald's play place and I (7 1/2 months pregnant) had to climb to the top and carry him down those narrow stairwells? 

  He's about to lose all of the attention and while I'm so excited to welcome our new little boy, it makes me sad to think Owen might feel slightly neglected....and that his world might just really be get rocked.  Maybe that's a bit dramatic, but I'm a little worried about the adjustment. 

He can be feisty and still throws some nasty tantrums, but can also be the sweetest boy.  Here, he was so excited to bring me breakfast in bed on Mother's day:)
 

And he's also a really good dancer.  He loves watching So You Think You can Dance with us and tries to mimic what the dancers are doing.  It's hilarious...but I think it's a Denney thing.  He's got some cousins that know how to move it! 

 


Brett keeps telling Owen "When baby brother is here you and me are gonna be the best of buds, because mommy is going to need to help the baby a lot." He tells him we'll do lots of fun things together and play lots of fun games.  Hearing that and seeing pictures like this, make me smile. 

 

I've got a week and a few days until my due date.  I'm playing the waiting game...questioning every little pain and cramp or slight discomfort.  Every night I think to myself, "Tonight could be the night" or "Tomorrow could be the day,"  but in reality, I could very well be a good week or more from delivering.  I'm trying a Vbac this time since baby isn't breech and I'm excited for the experience.  I could still end up needing a c-section depending on how the delivery goes, so I'm not completely getting my hopes up.  But I thought I at least needed to give it a try.

So other than being 38 weeks prego, a little OCD about cleaning (dang you nesting!), and extremely anxious to meet our little guy, we've been trying to keep busy (which has been pretty easy with the warm weather and start of summer).


The splash pad is practically our front yard so we've had fun playing there.  

 
And Owen has been having so much fun with all of his buddies.  


Monday, April 23, 2012

The Tulip Festival & Thanksgiving Point

Saturday afternoon we went to the Tulip Festival at Thanksgiving Point.  The weather was amazing and Owen loved the Children's Discovery Gardens.  We'd never been before, but on the weekends they have vendors with food, crafts, and other fun stuff set up.  It was a zoo, but a really fun atmosphere!

I never even knew this man-made waterfall existed there. Perfect place to picnic in the future.









Monday, April 9, 2012

Easter Sunday

Owen woke up at the crack of dawn Easter morning. We failed to buy a basket for him this year, so he got everything stuffed in his Egg-hunting basket from the day before. 


And out of everything he got he was most excited about the giant chocolate bunny sucker.  And ate it for breakfast at 6am.
 
 


A few pics after church....


Love my handsome boys! 

We spent the afternoon lounging, went for a walk, got to skype with Granmda Jean, and then Kimi came down for a nice, yet non-traditional Easter Dinner. And of course she brought Owen more Easter goodies!  We are grateful to have her so close to spend holidays with! 


Easter Egg Hunting

Saturday we spent the day Easter Egg hunting! We started with the Highland City Egg Hunt then hit BYU's first annual Easter Egg Hunt with Cosmo at the football stadium.  

  

The Highland City Egg Hunt allowed each kid to pick up one empty egg in exchange for a bag of candy at the end.  Good thing Owen didn't really have a clue what was going on. He was perfectly happy with his bag of candy!
  



Cosmo's Egg Hunt at the stadium was crazy! There were so many people and over 5,000 eggs on the field.  

Waiting to start Owen may have cheated a little and put some candy and eggs that were too close to resist in his bucket.  


And then I may have done most of the collecting once the whistle blew.  Despite the crowd, Owen got lots of candy! 


Owen saw his buddy Jack there! Jack was super excited about all the candy he got too! (ps we are so happy the George's are back in Provo and these two can be buddies!)


They gave everyone tickets to he BYU Baseball game afterwards so we went with our friends the Bergeron's (who were also at the Egg Hunt but we got separated in all the craziness and didn't get any pics!).  Owen and Izzy are good buds and they loved watching the game and eating popcorn.  


We finished off the day dying Easter Eggs and then this little guy went straight to bed.  He was tuckered out! 
 
  

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Breckenridge...

A couple of weeks ago we spent a few days in Breckenridge, Colorado with Brett's parents and John and Christy and their kiddos.   ~I forgot how uncomfortable sitting in a car for 7 1/2 hours is when pregnant, even at 27 weeks.~   But it was worth it.  

We enjoyed great weather while we were there, Brett skied a couple of days at Copper Mountain with his dad and John while Christy, Sheri, and I stayed at the cabin and played with the younger kids and baby Grace.  I haven't skied in over 10 years so I didn't feel like I was missing out on too much.  

Owen and Wes loved playing outside and blowing the bubbles that Nana Sheri bought them. 

 

There was a hill perfect for the kids to sled down just behind the cabin we stayed at {Thank you Carlson's for letting us stay at your beautiful cabin!}  Owen wasn't a big fan of sledding...and he wasn't even on a hill.  


We drove down to Silverthorn for lunch one day, to check out the Ice Castles, and see the movie The Lorax.

Sheri, Christy and I took Wes and Owen to the Children's Museum in Breck.  They loved it, it was just a big play center. 
We did some hot tubbing in the evenings....
 

And Owen couldn't get enough of Baby Grace.  He was constantly worrying about where she was or why she was crying.  But mostly he loved just being in her face.  Sorry, Christy.