Here are a bunch more pictures for poor Aunt Kay-kay (and the rest of you who are complaining silently about not getting to hold and stare at little Willow).

Here’s Willow at 8am this morning, we were just rolling out of bed.

Here’s Papa and Jayden at 8am this morning, they’d been up for a couple hours. Jayden, after a failed attempt to get mom and dad out of bed at the crack of dawn that got him put back in his own bed, managed to sneak out of his room and go downstairs and wake up Nana and Papa.

Jayden’s been real protective of Willow. If anybody he doesn’t know very well comes over and tries to hold her, he tells them to put her down and give her back to mom.

Jayden loves to get his back scratched. Lucky for Papa, you only need one hand, so he can drink his coffee with the other. :)

Willow wanted her back scratched, that’s what she’s staring at.

Here’s what Willow was doing while I took a shower this morning. Sleeping. Shocking, I know. There’s just nothing like the newborn coma…

Later on, she woke up for awhile. I told her we were going to the yarn store and she got real excited.

What? What is this? I actually made it in a picture???

Willow got so excited for the yarn store, she wore herself plum out….asleep again…

I know this is a little late…but give a girl a break, I just had a baby. :)

Let’s just say that Jayden and Willow were less than thrilled to have to root for the cougs, obviously Royal’s purple and gold blood has been passed on. :)

(I didn’t even ask him to frown, he did it all by himself)

Jayden was a little shocked that an actual baby came out. We’d been talking about it for months, I’m just not sure he thought it would ever happen. He goes to sleep one night, then wakes up the next morning and there’s a baby???

And in the spirit of the Apple Cup, Willow is dressed all in purple!

GO HUSKIES! However, Royal (a UW grad) has a bet going with his sister Lisa (a WSU grad) that our kids have to be dressed in the winning school’s colors, pictures taken, and then put where everyone can see. So…stay tuned…

She’s here!!! This one was a quick one. Royal even described it as a little bit boring. He had to do a lot more work with me during Jayden’s birth, and Willow pretty much showed up before Royal could get in on much action. I woke up at 1:20am feeling like someone had just kicked me in the stomach. While laying in bed I counted 3 contractions about 5 minutes apart. I got up, walked around the house a bit and then at 2:00, I woke Royal up and told him we should probably call our midwife. Royal called Michelle and told her my contractions were 5 mins apart, then he had to call her back 20 mins later to tell her my contractions were now closer to 2 mins apart. Michelle kept calling every 10 mins or so while she was driving to check on me, knowing that things were happening fast. I was ordered to lay down to try and slow things down and was told to not push if I was feeling a little “pushy”. Michelle and her assistant Carrie got to the house around 3. They came running in the door, as my contractions were working me over at this point, they set up their stuff and by 3:43am, little Willow made her entrance into the world! Hallelujia! Only 2 hours! I am so thankful, I had been praying for a quick and “easy” birth. I think it was harder for me to decide to have my 2nd baby at home, as I knew exactly what I was going to have to do to get it out. With Jayden, there was definitely some ignorance, you just have no idea what it is going to be like until you are there. But I am so glad I had Willow at home and Jayden slept through the whole thing!

Willow was named after her Uncle Willie (and really her Papa too, as that is who Willie was named after) and Elizabeth is my middle name. She also happened to be born on her Nana’s birthday.
She weighed 7lbs 15oz and was 19″ long.

What a difference 2 1/2 years makes. Right after Jayden was born, all my brothers and sisters piled onto my bed with me and the new baby. Now, I am miles away from all of my siblings, and while Kaylee, Joanna, and Jordan were able to join by computer, it just wasn’t the same. I wish they could of been here. But here is a picture of me and Royal and Willow right after she was born.

Royal has never had to pay for a haircut in his life, thanks to his mom being a hairdresser. She even has her shop attached to their house, so for the majority of Royal’s life, he never even had to leave the house to get his haircut. Then we moved to Wichita. He swore to me he would just let his hair grow out until we could fly home because there was no way he was going to pay money to get his hair cut. I started to panic a bit, because in reality it could be a long time between trips to Washington. And in case you didn’t know, this is what Royal looked like when we first started dating…a little bit like Harry from Dumb and Dumber don’t ya think?

I know you are wondering, why would I go on a date with him looking like that? But I had no idea he looked like that, I had met him 2 years before our first date and he had short hair at the time, but I hadn’t seen him since then, and he called me on the phone to go to a Mariner’s game with him, so I didn’t see him until I met him to drive over to Safeco field. Luckily, he had a lot more to offer than just a head of hair. :)
Anyway, we moved to Wichita in June and Royal waited until he was able to fly back to Washington in September to get his hair cut, and he really needed a hair cut by then. This time though, we aren’t going back to Washington until the end of December and 4 months is just too long to go. So, Royal asked a couple guys he works with where they got their hair cut, and Royal just stopped by the place on Saturday, without making an appointment. Remember, the boy has never had to make an appointment. Well, they were busy and couldn’t fit Royal in, and they didn’t have enough business sense to make an appointment for Royal before he left. So, Royal, deciding they had horrible customer service, swore he would never go back and that he was waiting until he could get back to his mom’s shop. That’s still a good 6 weeks away, and Royal could of used a haircut like a month ago. Oh well, I guess I was just going to have to get used to looking at Royal’s mushroom-like hair. Then my mom mentioned something about giving my dad a hair cut, and that she had her clippers with her. So, she brought them over tonight and hallelujia, Royal finally got his hair cut.

BEFORE:

AFTER:

Interesting…in each picture, Royal seems to have less and less clothes on. Royal is quite a bit thinner now than when we first started dating too…wonder if I need to feed him more…

November 11th, 2008

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