My baby is five today!
I honestly can't believe it! Kyle and I spent last evening looking through his baby pictures and I decided to blog them so all of our friends and family can see how far he's come. It made me so happy to think back on the overwhelming thoughts and feelings we experienced on the day of his birth. At 39 weeks, I went in for my check up and they found that my stomach had shrunk 2 centimeters. This sent up a red flag, so they immediatley took me in for an ultrasound and found that his cord was failing. We were so worried and so scared that after 9 months of anticipation, we could leave the hospital empty-handed -
as you already know, our story had a 5 pound 15 ounce happy ending named Kortland, and we honestly have not taken a day for granted since. I love this shot of him sleeping in the sunshine trying to get the yellow out! I obviously also love pretty much every picture I've ever taken of him (as evidenced by the gratuitous slew of pictures posted to this blog!)
I just wanted to say
happy birthday peanut!
He "watched" a lot of football with his Papo and Uncles
Hanging with daddy on his Blessing Day
September 7, 2003
Kort and Sitka
Two of Papo's favorite things
(as you all know, I'm a Halloween nut - so here are a few of the costume pics I could find!)
Skeleton - Trick or Treating with Denali and Tyson
Kortland's Blessing Day
Eating Watermelon on the Fourth of July
My all-time favorite picture of Daddy and Kort.
"Watching" football with Uncle Trevor. Kortland was born just a few weeks before Trev left on his mission, so Trevor made an extra effort to spend as much time with his little buddy (who he called Dug-Dug) as he could before leaving. He would show up at our house, take the kid in his arms and plant himself on the couch for hours at a time. It was the most precious thing ever and it meant the world to me that my parents and brothers and sister (in-law) Nancy showed him so much love. I also have some amazing pictures of Kortland with his Uncle Drew (who was on his mission at the time of Kort's birth) but I cannot find the CD that has them! Sad, I know, now my blog will only have 2,000 pictures.
These kiddies were born 8 days apart! It was such a huge blessing to go through my pregnancy with someone as amazing as Kristen! "Babies" were all we talked about -which would have driven any normal person crazy (and understandably so!) So we were lucky to have each other. WE personally didn't think it was at all wierd to sit around her living room all day eating whatever delicious goodies she had baked that day and looking at maternity/baby/nursery/gadget catalogs and taking turns reading about "what our babies were doing this week" (i.e. growing fingernails, losing the creepy little tail thingy, you know the drill - most of you now have a box that shows all that stuff right on your own lil' blogs these days!) Anyway - good times.
Should I put R. Kelly's "I Believe I can Fly" song on my page to give these pictures added effect? Would that move you? I don't know, I'm pretty sure it would make me throw up a little in my mouth, but I could give it a try if some of you might fancy that sort of thing.
Grammy and Papa - meeting Kort for the first time.
Can you say "Two of the most amazing people to ever walk the earth?"
I love dressing my white-bread kid up like a hoodlum. Sorry.
Kort's 2nd Berfday.
Visiting Daddy's old stomping grounds on the outskirts of Fresno.
I'm sure Kortland will remember it fondly.
I love his little ski-slope nose.
Kort and Papo at "the beautifullest water" (as he liked to call it). This is one of his favorite places to visit in Ferron. (It's the stream outlet at the bottom of Milsite - freaking freezing, but full of golfing treasures...)
Fourth of July
He was such a ham during the
Somebody had a liiiittle too much candy during Pumkin Festivus
I think I might win the prize for longest blog post EVER - so sorry, but I got a little carried away.
Hope we see all of ya'll this Saturday for the Party!
Happy Berfday Bubba!