Wednesday, December 31, 2008

What's In a Name?

Looking back at the blog post where we announced that we were having a girl, I realized that we never explained Kaylynn's name. I'm sure some (many? none?) of you are thinking "man, that's a long way to spell it" or something to that effect.
Well, Kaylynn is named after her grandmothers. Kay, is my mom's middle name and Lynn is Brian's mom's middle name. That's why her name is spelled with 2 y's and 2 n's and not one of the many other ways the name has been spelled (Kaylyn, Kaelyn, Cailin, Kaylin etc).
We picked Noelle for 2 reasons. 1. She was due around Christmas, but Noel didn't seem girly enough for spelling, plus, I'd never seen the name spelled that way. 2. I just liked the sound of the name and it's French.
So if you had any curiosity, then there you go. If you already knew that...well, sorry. :)

3 Weeks Old!

Toadie McToaderson is 3 weeks told today! She's had a pretty productive day...and by productive, I mean she's slept, had 2 4oz bottles and got to meet Auntie Allison, Uncle Pete, and Nana (Nancy). We were very excited they came down to visit, since we had to leave Frankston before they got into town. It was a long drive for them, so Kaylynn was on her best behavior and didn't cry. We're going to the recycle center later on, so she'll have a trip today.

We've gradually moved up her feeding. She's gotten some 4oz bottles, but still mainly on 3oz each feeding. She's a growing girl. We can tell because some of her clothes are starting to fit her (mainly the sleepers...)

She has about 50 million nicknames, Girly girl, Baby girl, Little Birdie, Birdie, Toadie McToaderson, Toots Magee, the list could go on and on. I'm still waiting to get a picture of my favorite face when she stretches.

It also makes Brian and I happy that we know the secret trick to getting her to stop crying. We shall not share our tips with anyone, as it makes us feel like she needs us specially for that and no one else can help. Anyone can feed her, change her, hold her, but we've got the touch to soothe her. :) Maybe it's dumb, but it gives us warm fuzzies.

Here are some photos of our precious little 3 week old, kicking back on the boppy pillow.

That monkey won't stop looking at me!

Being a wiggle worm really wears a girl out. One of the few times she has fallen asleep for a nap without her hands up by her face.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

That Warm, Funny Feeling

Have you ever had the feeling where you just know that something is going to happen before it happens? I had it last night. It was time for Kaylynn's bath so I was charged with the task of undressing her and taking off her diaper. After doing so, I carried her into the bathroom where Hayley was busy getting the bath water ready.

While I waited, I remembered the time where Kaylynn lured me into a false sense of security when changing her poopy diaper at 1 AM. As I was changing it, she took the opportunity to fire some fecal matter in my direction, hitting me right in the chest (and the stomach, arms, etc).

I also recalled the situation the day before when Grandma Moore was changing Kaylynn's diaper. Suddenly, we heard a "Whoa, WHOA!!!". We rushed back to find out that Kaylynn had taken the opportunity to try to pee on Grandma Moore during the diaper change. Fortunately, Grandma Moore was fast and nimble enough to diffuse the situation.

After thinking about these two past events, I said to Hayley "I'm just waiting for her to take a leak on me". Sure enough, about 15 seconds later, I got that warm feeling in my chest and knew that I had taken a direct hit. After all, Kaylynn was in the "Triple P" position (Perfect Pissing Posture - back straightened, head up, legs slightly apart). Apparently, Kaylynn's attempt on Grandma Moore was a test-fire. I was the main target and she was patient enough to find just the right opportunity. And once she had it, she took it without a second thought. (For those of you that are more visual in nature, see below.)

From this point forward, Kaylynn will be known as Toady McToaderson. I realized after her attack that she was no different than a toad. A toad's defense mechanism is to pee when they are scared or in danger. Kaylynn apparently was not happy about her bath (or was scared of it) and did what any smart toad would do. Rest assured, I will no longer let her cute little face lull me into a false sense of security ever again (Ha! Yeah right!).




Friday, December 26, 2008

Kaylynn's First Christmas

The many outfits of Kaylynn Noelle.

(they were almost all too big for her)

Kaylynn in her Christmas dress with her Daddy before the Christmas Eve Service at church. She did sooo well at church! It probably helped that she got fed during Communion. :)

Photo shoot of her Christmas dress.


Gus is protective of his little sister. Actually, it's more like curious about his little sister. This might be the closest he's been when we're not holding her.

"My first Christmas" outfit from one of Mommy's students!

"My First Christmas" bib from Grandma "F".

"Mom and Dad's Best Present Ever" Courtesy of Abby.

Getting burped.
Cross-eyed little girl. :) This is one of those photos she won't enjoy me having when she's older.

Kaylynn's first bow, handmade by Mommy! I think we need to wait for her hair to get a bit longer before sporting the "non-headband" bows.


Outfit from Grandma "F".

I think it is fair to say, based on the number of Christmas outfits she had, that Kaylynn will be one spoiled little girl. We just need to make sure that she doesn't realize that she's being spoiled. :) We had a great first Christmas with our baby girl. Like her outfit said, she definitely is the best present we could have gotten this year.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Happy 2 Weeks!!

Our baby girl is two weeks old and we love her more and more each day! We love to just sit and stare at her many faces still and we take turns stealing all her kisses. What milestones has she accomplished? Well, she has officially learned how to poop consistently. This makes Brian and I happy. She is also working on that neck control, as she lifts her head when laying on our chests or the floor. She doesn't really like the floor much though. She'll also try to "crawl" up us as she's laying on it. As far as sleeping, we have good nights and bad nights. Nothing has beaten the 10:30pm-4:00am stint we got one night. I think I told too many people about it and now she's being stubborn.

To commemorate her two weeks with us, we had lunch with G&G Moore at Clear Springs in Tyler. She also sat with Mom and I at the Windshield Medic, so Terry the Trailblazer could get operated on (seriously, this windshield place is like a hospital for cars...the workers wear scrubs, they have an "ICU", and they don't replace windshields, they do windshield transplants...fun!) She draws every one's attention wherever we go. :)
Here's what little Miss Kaylynn looks like at 2 weeks of age. They aren't the best pictures, but that's OK. My photo editing software is in Houston and most of my pictures turned out blurry. Dang you manual focus!



Sunday, December 21, 2008

Broken Promises

Another college football season has come and gone and all that remains is the two "wonderful" weeks that make up the bowl season. Truth be told, I hate this time of year. I end up getting sucked into the bowl pick 'em tournaments and then can't enjoy a game (unless the team I picked to win is winning...). After every bowl season, I make a promise that I'm not going to participate the next year. That way I can just sit back, relax and enjoy the games.

And yet, this year I'm in TWO tournaments.

Yesterday kicked off the bowl season and I am proud to say that I made it through in a great mood. Said mood may have had something to do with the fact that I correctly picked all four games.

However, tonight was a completely different story. I will say that I picked the correct team. But that team managed to find a way to lose the game. How you may ask? Well, I'll tell you. My team (Troy) built a 10 point lead late in the 4th quarter. On 3rd down and 6, they passed to a receiver (named "Stupid" for purposes of this post) who had the first down. No problem, right? Wrong. Stupid saw three defenders coming, got scared and ran BACKWARDS which negated the first down yardage and brought up 4th down. My team's 10 point lead subsequently evaporated because of Stupid's spectacularly idiotic move.

You may be saying that this one play could not have been the reason that my team LOST in overtime. You would be wrong. Not getting the first down gave the ball back to a very good offensive team that was not afraid to take risks (and couldn't be given that they were down by 10). Not only that, but not getting the first down put a defense that had previously blown 31-7 in the FOURTH quarter (see the 40-31 loss to LSU) back on the field. Thanks to Stupid, I lost the game.

Note to self: Do not pick a team that has shown that they know how to choke late in the game.

Now, I know it's not the end of the world. I only lost 8 points. But the fact of the matter is that I was perfect going into tonight. I should be 5 for 5. I should be perfect. Not only that, but one of my opponents should have lost 26 points. I am still in good shape (for now), but I am bitter. My bowl season has officially been ruined on day 2 and I will not be able to enjoy any games from here on out. And it's all thanks to that guy in the number 81 jersey (who should have "Stupid" written on the back of it).

I swear, next year, I'm not participating in these dang tournaments. For real this time.

Sleepy Girl

It appears as though Brian and I are the best napping places for Miss Kaylynn. She gets some of her best snoozes on us (us or the carseat...seriously, she slept for like 6 hrs yesterday, in the carseat.)




And this one is just for fun. I shall call her "Mini-Me".

We just hope we're not raising Dr. Evil. :)

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

It's Been One Week...

I feel like singing that Barenaked Ladies song.

Today Kaylynn is 1 week old!

I really don't know how to describe the past week. We came home from the hospital on Friday afternoon. The weekend was kinda rough for me, but Kaylynn came through like a champ. We had a scary visit to the ER on Sunday night due to some bathroom issues for her. We arrived there at 5:05pm (according to the form I filled out) and got called back at midnight. The worst part about the ER is that it is full of sick people. Well, 15 minutes before we got called back, Kaylynn took care of business, she's officially on formula and thriving.

One of our favorite things to do is just watch her little faces. She's got her "I'm disgusted" face, her "I'm so surprised" face, and her "I really hate being burped" eyebrow-raised face. She's such an animated little girl, even when she's sleeping. We can't help but laugh when she's crying, because we know it's not as bad as she thinks it is. She even gives us little smiles (though I'm not sure she knows she's smiling at us...)

We had our first appointment with the pediatrician today. When we left the hospital, she weighed 6lbs 4oz, and today she's back up at 6lbs 9oz. Doc said the goal is to be up at birth weight by 2 weeks, so we're good. She's in the 10-25 percentile for weight, 50-75 for height, and 5-10 for head circumference. I'm still pleased with the last number - she has a little head! In any case, the doctor confirmed what we knew all along - she's pretty much perfect. :) We also don't have to go back until she's 8 weeks! She'll be a completely different baby then.

Here are some photos to commemorate her first week.


She's shooting us the finger! I think most people get one of these shots as some point.

To show you that things aren't always peachy in Kaylynn's world.

I tried to take out the pacifier, but she wouldn't have it at that point in time.

And finally, we thought that no one's first week should be without a trip, so Kaylynn got to learn about the recycle center today. It must have been very stimulating, because she's knocked out in the carseat.

Monday, December 15, 2008

AHHHHH

I (Hayley) got pooped on last night. It shot out like a rocket and my cat-like reflexes didn't even have time to move my hand.
Oddly enough, I wasn't totally grossed out. They always say that once your a parent those things don't bother you. I guess they were right.

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Day 3 Photos

I left the house today with my Mom to run to Target (I'm an awful mother, I left my baby on her 2nd day home), and Brian had some father/daughter time with Kaylynn. He's the man. He did the impossible - got her to fall asleep without someone holding her. Last night she refused to sleep unless we were holding her. I took some photos right before I left in of her sitting in his lap.

I love that bottom lip. We're just waiting for her dry lips to go away.

One of my favorites so far.

Here we are trying out our new purchase. It was a hit!

Parenthood: Day 3

First let me say what is on my mind right now: Whoa. Now that I've spoken my mind, let me state just a couple of things that I've learned in my first few days as a father.

1. The crying and other sounds that Kaylynn makes are quite amusing. What?!?! You must be thinking that I've lost my mind (indeed I have!). But this is one of the unexpected parts of fatherhood. Before I was "Dad", I would hear a crying baby and cringe. I would wonder just what was wrong and just what pain the baby was in (actually, I do still ask this question). Now, whenever she makes a sound or starts to cry, I kind of just laugh. Don't think I'm heartless or anything like that. I just know that she's not really in pain. For instance, when we go to feed her, we take off all of her clothes (the doctors say you need to undress the baby to make them uncomfortable so they'll stay awake). When we do so, she makes a few little grunts and then starts screaming like it's the end of the world. But of course, whenever we start feeding her, suddenly things don't seem so bad. Same goes when she wakes up. She starts crying but as soon as we pick her up, the world is balanced again and it's really not so bad. Now, I'm sure that this will wear off (and probably quickly), but for the time being, it is what it is.

2. Being a father is a lot like studying for law school finals. To be honest, I didn't really have a whole lot of time to be thinking about the actual "being a dad" part of the pregnancy. I mean, I knew the baby was coming and that I was going to be a dad, but I didn't really "know" I was going to be a dad. It's one of those things that just kind of hits you when you realize that you are in a hospital room and not a hotel room (seriously, it felt like we were in a hotel - they brought (one of) us meals, they stopped in often to see if there was anything we needed, there was free TV and internet). Not only that, but when you go to check out, you've got an extra person with you. It's really then that you realize that you weren't on vacation and that you were there to collect your package (i.e. the baby).

Even if I did have time to think about the fatherhood part and attempted to prepare for it, I know that I wouldn't have been prepared. This is how fatherhood is like law school. You study and you study and you study and then you find out you're not prepared. Same goes for being a dad. Only failure is NOT an option. And it won't happen because babies, unlike law professors, are not unreasonable. I mean, think about it. Babies want you to feed them, burp them, clothe them, put them to sleep, clean up their shi...mess, and love them. If you do that, you're golden. Law professors want you to feed them, burp them and clean up their mess. Even if you do all of that, they still don't love you.

3. You can do a lot with little or no sleep. I can't say that I know from experience because I just sleep through everything, but I see what Hayley's been doing and now understand just how much one can do on very little sleep. I'm partially kidding. I have not simply been sleeping and letting her do all the work. But I am not joking when I say how amazing she's been. I'm not sure how she is awake and doing all of the stuff she is. She must be Superwoman or something like that. Props to her.

4. Having a baby around can get you out of trouble. At the end of the day, babies are humans too. They do the same things that other humans do. For instance, Kaylynn has been doing her fair share of tooting. Seeing as she didn't get in trouble, I figured it was fair game to do the same. However, after doing so, I got yelled at. In an effort to save my own tail, I blamed it on the baby...and it worked! Thank goodness for babies!

5. You just never know when Manchester United is going to show up and play a decent game of football. Yep, that's right. Major finals are over and the baby is sleeping. So I'm watching REAL football. Unfortunately, the greatest team in all the land is watching the same game I am. And it sucks. Here's to hoping they pull this one out. (I know this really has nothing to do with fatherhood, but I felt that 4 points would be cheating you guys. I'm always looking out for you!).

Thursday, December 11, 2008

As Promised...

Here are some photos of Kaylynn's first 24 hours.

Daddy, Mommy, and Kaylynn - our first family photo.


Kaylynn is just hanging out in the warmer. I (Hayley) got a kick out of how she had her leg bent up. I think that was the one that always kicked me in the side.

Mommy and Kaylynn hanging out. We finally got all the nurses to leave us alone. She finally had a good eating and was happy just sitting and looking. She couldn't have been tired, since she'd been sleeping ALL. DAY. LONG. You can also see her hair. :)

Kaylynn scratched her face already. Daddy is not happy about that at all.

Kaylynn's sticking her tongue out at Mommy, as if to say, "nah, nah, I got more sleep than you." Don't judge me, I have only had about 3 hours of sleep, but finally got a shower!

Mommy stealing kisses.

We go home tomorrow! Now the fun begins! We've got her wrapped up in the red blanket so we can introduce the smell to Fats. We'll see how the animals react. Kaylynn's sleeping in the nursery tonight so we can get some sleep before the big day tomorrow. Turns out, that's a good thing, since she's got some tests that need to be run on her tonight and that way they don't have to wake us up to do them.

Attention, Please

I wanted to post a quick note that Kaylynn Noelle graced us with her presence yesterday and became the newest member of the von Frinkenhagen family. She was born at 2:20, weighed 6 pounds & 11 ounces, and was 20.5 inches long (and yes, she was a girl!). Both she and Hayley are doing great.

Rest assured that pictures will follow shortly. But first it's to work to take care of some stuff and then it's back to see my baby girl and her momma!

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Studying Gone Bad

Ok, look. I've done my fair share of studying in the past couple of weeks and I'm tired of it. My brain is fried and I still have 3 dad gum tests left. Right now I am studying criminal law. Our professor has suggested that we watch movies, TV shows and other YouTube clips that involve criminal situations and analyze the criminal law aspects. I stumbled across one that I thought I'd share with everyone as it involves a police chase. And who doesn't love a good police chase!?!


Saturday, December 6, 2008

A Vision

I believe the children are our future. That said, a co-worker recently showed me something that scared the crap out of me because it showed me the (very near) future. I have included that something below. I simply know this is going to be our kid.


Friday, December 5, 2008

39 Week Update

Not much new to report...except that her estimated weight on Wednesday was 6lbs. 13 oz.
"Your baby's waiting to greet the world! She continues to build a layer of fat to help control her body temperature after birth, but it's likely she already measures about 20 inches and weighs a bit over 7 pounds, a mini watermelon. (Boys tend to be slightly heavier than girls.) The outer layers of her skin are sloughing off as new skin forms underneath."
That is all.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Last Photo In Utero

Here's Kaylynn's last (and VERY FREAKY) picture in utero. The next photo you'll see of her will be in real life! Hard to believe that I'm 7 days (not months, not weeks, DAYS) away from her due date.

In case you're curious, that black blob to the right of her face is my bladder. She pushes her head on it 50,000 times a day.

You can't see it in this picture, but the ultrasound tech was able to get a view of some wisps of hair that were floating out in the fluid. I'm hoping that is in fact what she saw and my baby isn't bald! I'm still praying for that head full of dark hair that can wear bows! I refuse to pierce her ears so we need to prove that she is in fact a girl if she's dressed in other colors besides pink. :)

I'm off to pick up the law student.

Lost and Found

Lost and found. That seems to be the theme of my life right now. I have been studying for finals for the past week and a half in an effort to find out what I'm supposed to have learned throughout the semester. While the studying has gotten old and my brain has been worn out (and I still have four more of the dang things left!), it has been a very interesting experience. At times, I feel completely dejected. Indeed, most of the time, that is how I feel. I sat through classes all semester long listening to people try to figure out just why in the hell a judge ruled a certain way. You pick up on the explanations from the teacher and you start feeling confident that you get the idea...until you get to the next case. The very next case appears to be identical in nature and you think to yourself "This case is my biatch. I learned the concept in the last case and can apply it in this one". Only you can't. Same facts, different outcome. As it turns out, the judge in the second case was having a bad hair day due to the fact that the frogs outside her house were making too much noise the night before on the account of having received 1.5 inches of rain instead of the requisite 2 inches that would make the bugs stop flying towards the lights on the house (which were set off when a leaf went flying past the motion detector on account of the rain hitting it) which prevented the frogs from getting their weekly meal. Because of this bad hair day, the judge opted to rule differently, providing just the kind of uncertainty that I love (note the sarcasm). Right back to that good old dejected feeling.

Then the pressures of finals show up on your doorstep. You start studying the notes and outlines that you have and suddenly, you get it. You see the big picture, you get the concept. The dog snoring in the background (yes, Gus snores...ALL THE TIME!) no longer enters your brain. You have this excited feeling because you think you might survive the final. With that concept down, you move on to the next concept. In order to understand the second concept, you have to apply the first. And it's when you are applying that first concept that you realize you don't know jack.

Lost and found. Story of my life right now.

But not all of my lost and found experiences in the past couple of weeks have ended in dejectment. Recently, Hayley was thumbing through some documents of ours and she came upon something that I thought that we had lost. I was extremely excited as it was something that Hayley and I wanted to share with everyone. It was a list of things that she and I learned while living in the UK. I know it's late (a year and a half - hard to believe), but better late than never. And if you're not as excited to read them as I am to type them, tough. I'm typing them anyway.

1. Always, always, always learn how to say "thank you" in the language of the country you are visiting. They'll appreciate it.

2. The bread/olives that are put on the table that you didn't ask for will cost you. Even if they offer them, it'll cost you.

3. When driving on a toll road, always go to a toll booth, not an automated machine. It will save you the embarrassment of having to back up out of the automated machine lane.

4. If there is a chair lift, you must ride it.

5. If there is a hill you need to climb, climb it. If there is a hill you DON'T need to climb, you're going to end up climbing it anyway.

6. Don't worry about trying to blend in. You're a tourist and everyone already knows it. Trying will just result in blisters on your feet and a really heavy purse.

7. Always eat one meal of the local cuisine. You can't be picky - if it doesn't kill them, it won't kill you. If necessary, use the point and order method.

8. Get your own maps. The ones in the travel books are awful and lack key details (i.e. road names).

9. You can't take too many pictures. You never know which one will be that perfect shot.

10. Take a chance - Columbus did.

11. If you're going to the beach, take a jacket. It's always windy on the coast.

12. Don't fall for the low cost flight from the regional airports. You'll pay more in transport to and from the airports than if you paid more for the flight into a larger airport.

13. LOOK BOTH WAYS BEFORE CROSSING THE STREET!!!

14. Plan in advance for any free admissions (i.e. free Vatican Sunday, free ski lift tickets in Liechtenstein, etc.).

15. Take advantage of free drinks, food, candy, grass (not that kind! It's a long story), etc.

16. Always be on the lookout for butt crack. It truly is an art form. Sometimes it just needs to be admired (or covered up...).

17. When needing to use the toilet, seek out your nearest national gallery or fancy hotel. Free and clean, my friends.

18. When spending money in Europe, stop converting to dollars. It's expensive (except in Eastern Europe - it's CRAZY cheap there!). Get over it.

19. That church, castle or monument you are looking at is probably over 1,000 years old. Think about that.

20. When using public transportation, always abide by the European rule: There is ALWAYS room for one more. The concept of personal space is gone the minute you took off from the U.S.

21. Going along with number 20 above, contrary to popular belief, Americans are NOT the loudest, rudest, pushiest and most inconsiderate people.

22. There are no lines in Europe, only unorganized masses of people.

23. Ticket validation: I'd recommend it as the failure to read or speak the language is not an excuse when being issued a fine.

24. Of all things on this list, this one is true: Vespas and motorcycles can, and will, do what they want, when they want, on the road. Especially in Gibraltar...

Monday, December 1, 2008

No More Milk!!!

I'm putting everyone on notice that this household does not need anymore milk!!! Over the Thanksgiving holiday, Eddie thought we were out of milk and bought another gallon or two (taking us to three). I have been drinking it like a mofo (I do love milk) and I got it down to a gallon and a half. The wife just came in and said that she bought two more gallons since we were "almost out". Three and a half gallons!!! No more milk!!!