The Lakehouse Adventures

It has been awhile since our last post. We spent the month of July in SD at my parent's lakehouse. Heath built an addition for some much needed added space. It ended up being a little more work and little less play than we had hoped, but it was time away none the less. Bloom grew like a weed and when we came back home 5 weeks later, it was like bringing home a completely different baby! Here are some highlights:

Finally Summer

It took awhile, but summer finally showed up in Laramie. Life is happening fast. Bloom is already 10 weeks old. New this week: sleeping "through the night"!! He gives us a good 5 hours of much needed sleep. He is doing great and we are loving summer walks and being outside. We are trying to find a balance between continuing to do the things we love and "letting go" of some things too. Some days that is hard to negotiate, especially during biking season! We are spending the month of July in the Black Hills at my parents lake house. I am sure we will have lots of fun adventures to share! Here are some updated photos.

First Road Trip

Bloom took his first road trip to the Black Hills over Memorial Day weekend. It was quite the busy weekend. We drove to my parent's lakehouse and spent Saturday night there, then went to Newcastle and spent Sunday night there. He met LOTS of people. He did great on the drive, but definitely has a social threshold. He let everyone know when he had enough!It's amazing how simple a road trip used to be...Everyday there is great joy mixed with great challenges. My emotions are wild. We went to a wedding this weekend and I started to get teary right when the music started! I looked around and all the others with kids or holding babies did the same. What is it about Motherhood that makes us crazy?!



Heath with his Dad and Grandpa

Bloom meeting Uncle Mason for the first time

My Mom and Grandparents

Bloom at 5 weeks

All dressed up for a wedding



The Family...Bloom 6 weeks old

First Mother's Day

Bloom bearing gifts


Oh, so sweet...


Then he took me on a hike

Happy 2 Weeks!

It's been two weeks to the day since Bloom shot into the world. It seems that he has been here forever. We never know what each new day will bring. I admit, Bloom seemingly doesn't do a whole lot besides eat, sleep, and poop...but every day he is learning so much and experiencing so many firsts, and so are we. I am learning mostly to trust my intuition and letting go of self doubt. I am a mother now damn it, I have to trust that I have a thing or two to offer my son. Here are some highlights from the last week. Happy two weeks Bloom! You are so very loved!


First Family Photo

First Bottle

Uncle LJ Came to Visit (Heath's Brother)

Bloom's Favorite (and only) Aunt Kate

Three Mamas!

And Then There Were Three

Bloom Oliver was born Tuesday, April 20th at 9:20pm. He weighed 5lbs 14oz and is 20 inches long. There is so much to say, but I'm tired and can barely wrap my brain around all that has happened in the last few days. If they say a picture is "worth a thousand words", I thought I would post quite a few in hopes that they capture the tens of thousands of thoughts and emotions that I feel! Enjoy and more to
come...

Nesting...check!

After two baby showers, Heath and I have been so blessed with everything we need to have a baby. I think. We have been busy washing baby clothes, cleaning out closets, and organizing to get ready for the little guy. We finished the baby/guest room in no time. I am glad that we didn't start any of this nonsense sooner because it is making me anxious. I have a feeling these next couple of weeks will be challenging. Anyone who knows me well can tell you patience is barely in my vocabulary. But, thus begins all of the lessons this little guy will teach me. So now...we wait. My challenge is to stay present everyday and not drive myself crazy hoping to give birth soon. Heath on the other hand seems to be a bit more patient reminding me these are our last few weeks to be childless. But he isn't getting up 4 times a night to go pee or feeling sharp jabs to his ribcage...



A room for baby brown