Welcome to the World

Our sweet baby boy has arrived.

Please welcome Dylan Wyatt to the world...

Born Saturday, February 27th, weighing 8lbs 6oz and measuring 22'' long. He is a healthy and BIG baby boy!

The first few weeks of parenthood have been amazing. It's amazing how much you can love something the second you lay eyes on it. It's amazing how little sleep you can actually survive on. It's amazing how your view of the world and life changes once you have a child. It is also amazing what our bodies can do.

I was not one of those woman who looked forward to the childbirth experience. In fact, I read tons of pregnancy books but skipped over the labor and delivery sections. For me, ignorance was bliss. We went to our 40 week appointment and I let my doctor know that I hadn't felt the baby move much the night before or that morning. I was accustomed to feeling the baby move frequently, so this was a little alarming. My doctor sent me to get a biophysical profile, which is basically a detailed ultrasound. The technician indicated that the baby's heart rate was good, his lungs looked good, etc. She then got very quiet. Justin and I could sense that something was wrong, so Justin asked. The ultrasound technician said she didn't see any amniotic fluid. We knew this was serious. She said I am getting your doctor right now. My doctor came in and said that she was admitting me to the hospital immediately. She did allow us to go home and grab our hospital bag, as long as we were back at the hospital within the hour *Lesson to all you pregnant gals out there- keep your hospital bag with you at all times during those last few weeks.

This pic was taken at 39 weeks and exactly one week before Dylan was born.

We got checked into the hospital and they checked my vitals and kept a band on my belly to monitor baby's heart rate. A few times, the nurses came in and had me quickly move positions as baby's heart rate dropped. We were nervous that we would have to have a c-section that day. Luckily, the baby's heart rate remained steady and the doctor wanted to begin the induction.

I'll spare you the dirty details, but I will say it was a long few days. We were admitted Thursday morning and Dylan didn't make his debut until Saturday. I wasn't able to eat and could only consume water and ice chips. I was also hooked up to so many monitors that it was impossible to get any sleep. Justin and I must have worn a path through the hospital with all the walking we did. I wanted to wait as long as possible before getting an epidural, as once you have one you are bed-bound. I was already going a little stir-crazy in the hospital. I finally got an epidural at 11pm on Friday night after my contractions became VERY strong. After it was administered, I was able to get some sleep. When I was checked again at 3am on Saturday morning and was still only 1 cm dilated, I had a minor meltdown. I was starving, weak and exhausted. I couldn't imagine having the strength to go through delivery. However, when I was checked again at 7am, I was fully dilated. Thank goodness! I really don't think I could have handled much more of labor.

The actual delivery was much more peaceful than I had imagined. The lights were dim, we had some relaxing music playing and for the majority of it, it was just myself, my husband and our nurse in the room. It was not the crazy, hectic scene typically portrayed in movies. Justin was so amazing throughout the experience. I squeezed his hand, while he counted and I pushed. In about 45 minutes, Dylan was born.

A few hours after his birth, I had one more minor scare. The nurses want you out of bed pretty quickly after delivery to help with recovery. The nurse helped me out of bed and as I began to take a few steps, I got very dizzy. I vaguely remember saying, 'I don't feel very good...' and then the next thing I remember is waking up back in bed with about a million nurses looking over me. I had passed out.I believe it was a mix of lack of sleep, lack of food and blood loss. I rested for a bit and then my sweet in-laws brought me some potato soup from Panera, which was the only thing that sounded good. I felt much better after eating, which was good because we had several visitors that day and the next.
Some of Dylan's 'aunties and uncles' and our dearest friends meeting him for the first time.

I delivered at Shawnee Mission Medical Center and I have to say, the staff was outstanding. The nurses were incredible, especially Sarah, who helped deliver Dylan and Teresa, who I had while recovering. They were so incredibly kind, helpful, sweet and supportive. My own doctor was not available for Dylan's delivery but her colleague was. We really enjoyed the doctor who delivered Dylan too, she was focused but also personable.
Dylan getting skin on skin with Daddy.

I'm not going to lie. The first few days were rough. Recovery from childbirth is no joke. I told Justin that it felt like I had been in a car wreck. My whole body just ached. We weren't released from the hospital until Monday. Spending 5 days there took it's toll. It felt so nice to come home, shower in my own shower and sleep in our own bed. It took me a few days to feel somewhat normal again. We had family over the night we came home from the hospital but then no visitors for the first few days. It was nice to have some time, just the three of us at home to try and figure everything out and try to catch up sleep.
Dylan and his great great aunt, born 2 days shy of exactly 89 years apart.

Dylan has been a great baby and we feel exceptionally lucky for that.

We had some newborn photos done when Dylan was 6 days old. He slept the whole time:)

We are just 5 weeks in but, so far, parenthood has been just as amazing as we had heard. To think that we created this little person, this life, that is a blend of both Justin and me is truly an indescribable feeling. There are certainly times of exhaustion, but I am trying to savor every single of his newborn sweetness.

xoxo, S


Baby Boy's Nursery

With baby boy due in less than 2 short weeks, our nursery is finally complete! I'll be sharing all the details behind the DIY trim accent wall, how we optimized storage in the smallest room of our house and all the other fun details in another post.

For now, welcome to our son's room.


Crib  DaVinci Autumn
Glider Baby Relax Mikayla Recliner
Dresser Ikea Hemnes 
Acrylic Bookshelves
Curtain Pottery Barn Teen Preston Plaid in Gray
Toy Boxes DIY Project
Bedding and Blankets Wendy Bellisimo
Animal Prints Etsy Seller Tiny Toes Design
Adventure and Little Boy Prints
World Map Gordmans
Cube Organizer in Closet Target Threshold
Storage Bins Target Threshold Cube
Woven Baskets Target Milk Crate
Trim Wall DIY
Paint Colors Sherwin Williams' Steely Gray in Trim Wall

A Special Announcement

One of the reasons for the radio silence this past several months is that our focus has been elsewhere.

For one thing, we had a rough start to 2015. After losing our dog Zorro, re-injuring my knee and being much less mobile for two months in December '14 / January '15, Justin's terrible flu where he was in bed for over 2 weeks in January, a miscarriage in March (which I will share more about in another post), a scary car accident where a man had a seizure behind the wheel and ran into my driver's side door in April, and finally Justin fracturing his foot in 4 places in May which left him on crutches for eight weeks, 2015 was off to a bumpy start.

However, our luck changed as summer began. The Friday of Father's Day weekend, before we left to see a concert in Nashville for my birthday, I decided to take a pregnancy test. It was a little early to test but I just had a feeling. The night before, Justin and I had grilled out and he had passed me a Bud Light Lime, my summer beer of choice. I took one sip and spit it out and told him that it was bad. He tried it, looked at me like I was crazy and said it tasted absolutely fine. It got me wondering if something was going on.

And well...

Yes, we are expecting and due in less than 2 weeks!

We decided not to share the news with anyone until I was 12 weeks along, so we kept quiet throughout the rest of June, July and half of August. Yikes, it was hard, but it also felt very special for my husband and I to have some time to let the news sink in and celebrate the news, just the two of us.

When we finally did share the news, it was such a sweet moment. Our families were thrilled! My husband and father have birthdays just 4 days apart in August, so we typically all celebrate together. This year, we wrapped up a onesie we made and gave it to my dad as a birthday present. He was speechless and had tears in his eyes. It was a very special moment between my in-laws, my dad and my great-aunt, who is hoping the baby will arrive on her birthday, when she'll be celebrating her 89th year! We then shared the news with our friends shortly thereafter. It was so nice to finally be able to talk about it and celebrate.

Charlie and Bella are very excited tolerant of the idea:)

We are over-joyed, nervous, anxious, and still a little in disbelief that this is actually happening.  We are so thankful for this miracle. We were not sure that we would ever be able to experience this, so it truly feels like a blessing.

This Fall, we found out that we were expecting a boy! I am just too much of a planner to not find out and I have heard that it helps bond with your baby when you know what is inside kicking and moving around. At our 20 week ultrasound appointment, which happened to be on my mom's birthday, we had the technician write down the gender but not tell us. We then opened up the envelope that following weekend with our closest friends and family. Justin was convinced it was a girl and I just had a strong feeling it was a boy. When I was about 6 weeks pregnant, I had a very vivid dream that I delivered a boy and from that time on, I was convinced it was a he. I guess mom's intuition truly is spot on.

We still do not have a name finalized yet, but we are hoping that one of the names from our very short list will just 'feel' right as soon as we see him.

In regards to this pregnancy, I have been SO lucky. I really didn't have much, if any, morning sickness. As long as I ate small portions throughout the day, it kept nausea at bay. I only got sick once and that was when I had taken my pre-natals on an empty stomach. I was definitely more tired in my first trimester, but second trimester was smooth sailing. I had my energy back and generally feeling good. With the exception of having zero immune system and fighting 2 sinus infections so far this season, I could not have asked for a smoother pregnancy. I'm 38 weeks now and starting to feel uncomfortable but still generally pretty good. I just hope I'm this lucky when it comes time to deliver...

I've been really blessed with experiencing pregnancy the same time as some family and friends-

In fact, one of my very best friends was pregnant and due just 5 days ahead of me...with twins. She welcomed her precious baby boy and baby girl a few weeks early. I'll never forget the night we told each other we were expecting. Sarah, her husband, Justin and I went on a double date. We were planning on telling them over dinner but it just didn't come up for some reason. As dinner ended and we were heading to the movie theatre, Sarah said, 'I have some news and I wanted to say something at dinner but it just didn't come up, and I have to just blurt it out, 'I'm pregnant'. I immediately had tears in my eyes and said, 'Me too!' The four of us stood outside the movie theatre smiling, laughing and crying tears of joy, It's been amazing having someone so close go through their first pregnancy at the very same time as me. We have spent many nights calling and texting each other discussing how we were feeling, thinking, etc. I know these conversations will only increase once baby boy is here too.

We are officially done with the nursery and I cannot wait to share the room this week. We find ourselves hanging out in the nursery more and more, as we grow increasingly more anxious to meet our son.

We weren't sure we would get the opportunity to have a child, so I have not taken this experience lightly. I am so grateful for this pregnancy and for our son. The well wishes and support from our friends and family is truly icing on an already amazing cake.

Also, I have no less than a dozen blog posts drafted and ready to share, so I hope to be back to semi-regularly blogging now. I just needed a break from it this past year as we focused on other things.

I hope that this year is off to a great start for you as well. Here's to a very sweet 2016!
xoxo, S