My First Baby Shower

I had my first baby shower on June 8th. My best friend, Molly B., was the hostess and I must say she did a fabulous job! Everything was so cute. She decided to do a safari theme since that is the theme of Landon’s nursery. I’ve included lots of pictures to follow. Thank you to my sorority sisters who came! I truly appreciate it.
My best friend Mol and I. I feel very lucky to have her as my friend (and I promise I’ll pay you back when it’s your turn)

The amazing diaper cake with over 200 diapers! There were lots of little baby goodies attached to it!
The food all set up. She is so creative! It even followed the theme!

There were Giraffe Legs . . .

and Zebra treats . . .

and Safari fruits . . .

In fact, there were little messages all over her house.

I got some good loot too like Landon’s baby bedding . . .

and the always necessary health and grooming kit . . .

and this adorable organic onesie that says “Give Peas a Chance”

Molly told guests to bring a safari stuffed animal for Landon. Look at all those toys! Too bad Roxie thinks they are all for her!

It was a very fun shower and I am so grateful to my wonderful friends and family who came and showered Landon with gifts. Here is a picture of all my beautiful sorority sisters. It is great that even 7.5 years after graduating I have still kept in contact with these lovely Tri-Sigma ladies!

Clayton Homer Kelb: 6/14/1915 – 6/12/2008

Early yesterday morning my Grandpa passed away. In the weeks leading up to his death he was surrounded by an overwhelming amount of friends and family. He was loved and adored by everyone in our family and in his community. His funeral is tomorrow, on what would have been his 93rd birthday. Rest in peace, Gramps. Now you can finally go be with Grandma.Here are some of my favorite wedding pictures. This is one of the last family events he was able to come to and I’m so glad he did. I will treasure these photographs forever.

Laughing with Jennifer . . .

A kiss from all four of his granddaughters . . .

My Mom and her Dad . . .

Enjoying a conversation with Kelli . . .
Dancing with my Grandpa . . .
It has been a hard road especially for my Mom. But we celebrate the wonderful, long life he lived. He was born on Flag Day and always joked that everyone put the flags out for his birthday. What a fitting day tomorrow will be. All the flags will be swaying . . . for my Grandpa.

Random News

I took the Glucose test last week to check to see if I had gestational diabetes. The doctor called to tell me that I passed the test and don’t have it but that my iron count is low and am anemic. I guess this helps to explain why I feel like falling asleep all the time. I have to take iron pills that have been upsetting my stomach. But apparently it’s not a good idea to go into labor while anemic because I will lose blood during the delivery and may have to have a blood tranfusion. Other people’s blood in my body = me freaking out. Hand over the red meat and green leafy veggies. I will NOT be getting a blood tranfusion.

We received the great news yesterday that my sister Cindi’s Husband got a new job in West Palm Beach, Florida. They will be moving there by the end of the month. I am very excited to get to go visit them. Not that Oklahoma City wasn’t one of my favorite places to go *cough* sarcasm *cough* but Florida is just a little bit more appealing. Congratulations, guys! All of Corey’s hard work to get his masters degree paid off and he is now a fishery biologist, whatever that means : )

My sisters and I all have fun and exciting stuff going on right now. Jennifer is currently in Germany trying to do more research on our family’s ancestry since she is writing a book on it. Kelli just put an offer on a beautiful new house. Cindi is Florida-bound and I, well, I don’t have anything much going on lately except our first baby is due in 11 weeks.

There is some bad news though. My Grandpa is fairly close to the end of his life. Cancer has spread throughout his lungs and the doctors don’t expect him to make it until the end of the month. Maybe not even to the end of this week. I went to see him with my Mom last night and he looked very frail and fluid is filling up his lungs. I was so hoping that he would make it to meet his first Great Grandchild but I know now that isn’t possible. I wondered as he asked me questions about how I was feeling, if he realizes he won’t be here when his Great Grandson is born. I thought I saw a bit of sadness in his eyes. But I told my Mom as we were driving home that Landon will have both his Grandma and his Grandpa as guardian angels. Always watching after us all from above. Love you, Gramps.

3rd Trimester!!!

I can’t believe I’m already in the third trimester. It has just flown by. In the beginning of a pregnancy it is a blur of excitement and happiness. You’re thinking about the nursery and cute baby clothes. You’re getting “congratulations” cards in the mail and not really grasping the true concept of pregnancy. What’s the true concept you might ask? Well, it seems the pregnancy part eventually comes to an end.

I knew this all along, of course. But when you’re six weeks pregnant you are not concentrating on birth plans or pain tolerance techniques. You’re just excited to make it to the next week!

But here I am, in my 28th week of pregnancy, gearing up for the last 12 weeks of what has been an amazing experience.

Last week Naaman and I had our follow-up ultrasound to check to see if the placenta had moved from complete previa to a normal location. They said they like the placenta to be at least 2.5 cm above the cervix and we barely scraped by that measurement. So, it looks like the doctor is going to allow me to try for regular labor as opposed to scheduling a c-section at 37 weeks.

I was very relieved. I know a lot of people have told me that c-sections are “not that bad.” But if I can escape major surgery and have a vaginal birth then I’ll take it. I realize I could still end up with a c-section as all kinds of things can happen. But I’m glad that I can at least try to have our baby without surgical intervention first.

Our childbirth/labor classes begin on June 11th. I’m really looking forward to learning about the birthing experience at our hospital. There is still a lot I need to learn. I’m also taking a breast-feeding class because although I’ve read a lot about this duty I think it will help Naaman and I grasp the concept together. Plus, it would be nice to find out what the hell I’m supposed to do with these oversized ladies : ) You know, I used to say all the time how I wished I could get a boob job because I was so sick of being a B-cup. I whole-heartedly take any and all of those comments back. I’d give anything to have my perky little “b’s” back. I am approaching D-cup status as it is and it is NOT comfortable! I don’t even think they look sexy. They’re just there and they are ginormous. I only accept these new “ladies” because they serve an important purpose. Feeding my baby.

Come to think of it, nothing on my body is comfortable at this point. I sleep in 1-hour increments now and usually wake up with severe pain either in my back or rib cage. Eating gives me heartburn. No matter what I eat. I am sweating like an overweight pig and it’s not even June yet. My feet swell up if I stand up for too long. And I think my face is starting to get fat, which I am not happy about.

But I’m sure when I’m holding Landon in my arms, I won’t care about my double-chin or my double-d’s. I honestly can’t wait until the pregnancy is over and motherhood can begin. Pregnancy isn’t really that fun. I know a lot of people felt the greatest they’ve ever felt during pregnancy and if it weren’t for morning sickness, getting the flu and being weak and sick for a month and a half and the back/rib pain at the end, I would say I enjoyed it. But I am ready to move on. I am so ready to meet our son. See you soon, my sweet Landon.

Meeting the Bean!

Naaman and I drove to St. Louis on Friday so we could be in town for Dave’s surprise 30th birthday party. Apparently, he wasn’t too happy about this birthday. He poignantly termed it “the death of his youth.” So his wife Tiffany planned a party for him and we’re so happy we got to go.

Here is Dave blowing out his 3-0 candles on the chocolate cake (and you know pregnant me had about three pieces of it).
I was even more excited because they had their first baby in early March and we hadn’t met their son yet.

Here is Naaman meeting Torin, or “Bean” as everyone calls him, for the first time.

And a picture of the new happy family . . .
He’s a real cutie pie. And it was definitely good for me to see and be around a baby boy of this age. I feel like I learned a lot in just a couple of days. Plus, I was reminded how good Naaman is with babies and kids. They just love him. I think he liked me too though : )

I think Dave was very surprised to see that we had driven all the way from KC to come to his party. It was a bit different for me. I have tried to steer clear of parties because I can’t drink and that’s no fun. But I had fun anyway. Eating and talking and guess what? I even stayed up until 12:30 a.m.! I am a party animal! Don’t ask me how I did it. I am usually in bed by 8:30 on most nights.

The next day we just hung out together and that night we went to a carnival. I was craving funnel cake all day and it was Bean’s first trip to the carnival.

Dave and Naaman decided to play some carnival games.

The next day we decided to go to the St. Louis Zoo. Again, Bean’s first trip to the zoo. I think it’s funny how Bean slept through the whole thing but we got some good pictures anyway.

Here he is at the cool dinosaur exhibit. And the family with a T-Rex chasing after them.

And just because I love all animals big and small, here are some pictures Naaman took of the wonderful exhibits. He takes good photos. Is there anything he is not good at? I love my man.



Overall, it was a great trip. I wish we lived closer to one another because Dave and Tiff are one of my favorite couples to be around. Congrats on the baby bean, guys! Can’t wait for our little boys to become friends just like their Daddys!