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We've been in Las Vegas for almost three months. The time is going by so quickly! I feel so blessed to have already made some wonderful friends in my new ward. They've really taken me in.

I miss North Carolina more than I can say. I miss the climate. I miss the trees. I miss the neighborhood we lived in. But most of all I miss my friends.

Las Vegas is already meeting our expectations, though. We have had more family visits in our three months in Vegas than we had in our four years in North Carolina. That is the main reason we moved here-- to be closer to our family. And it has been absolutely wonderful. My mom popped over for a few days this week just because she wanted to. It was fantastic to have her here. It was so easy to say goodbye because I'm planning to pop over to Snowflake for a visit next month. I love it! Two of Mark's siblings have visited us here. My brother has visited us. Mom and Dad Bailey have been here and we are going to see them again next week. So much family time!

I'm trying to build a life and routine for myself and my family here. Mark's routine is pretty set and he is starting to become friends with his coworkers. I have started training for a triathlon. I take my kids to the library weekly. I try to attend a play group weekly (when family isn't here.) I have started quilting. I have started making my own bread from wheat I grind myself. I get myself and my boys outside everyday while I hang out the laundry. To be honest I feel like I am living this idyllic life. I just love it.

For Mark's birthday I gave him a year of pre-planned dates. One in. One out. We just finished up our August dates and it was amazing! The both took place on Friday nights when we would otherwise have been too tired to plan anything. I can't wait to date my husband for the next 11 months with those plans. It might just be something we have to plan out more often.

Las Vegas is great but I am already anticipating the move we'll be making in 10 months and it makes me feel weary and anxious. But I know that I can't hold myself back from this place. I have to invest myself fully into my friendships and my ward family here if I want to be happy and fulfilled.

P.S. Random hilarious Austin quote of the day-- I am outside pouring wheat into the wheat grinder and Austin is watching me. He very excitedly points to the wheat and says, "Thas cat food, mommy!" I promise it was wheat. :)

Some pictures for your enjoyment:

This pose happens at least once a day. Austin loves to cuddle Sean. The following two pictures were taken about a week apart. 

We enjoyed our own fireworks on the 4th of July. The boys were entranced. 

Sean is a mover. He rolls everywhere and can almost army crawl. I promise I don't stick my kids under the bed. He got there all by himself. 

When Mark is rotating at UMC he rides his bike to work. Austin here was putting on his shoes and helmet, walking to the bike and saying, "Bye! I go work! Bye!"

Austin is showing Sean his book with roads in it and demonstrating how to drive a car on a road.

Austin loves "baby monster" (the brown one). The yellow one belongs to Sean. Nana made them. He also loves the "Baby Monster Movie" (Monsters Inc.) and has to be holding the baby monsters while he watches it.

So I often will hold Aus in one arm and Sean in the other and say "My babies! My babies!" while I give them hugs and kisses. The other day I heard Aus in the other room saying "My babies! My babies!" while holding the two monsters the way I hold Sean and him. It was darling. He is a darling boy with a heart of gold. 

Viva Las Vegas!

Well we made it. We are now settled into Las Vegas and Mark starts his first shift as a resident tonight.

Dr. Bailey. Wow.

As graduation approached initially I thought I could see a light at the end of the medical training tunnel. But I can't. Must have been a mirage or something. We've still got a long way to go. I think with this last move I have just realized how tired I am of living in a perpetual state of limbo-- not being able to put down roots anywhere. I've readjusted my expectations and I know I'll be okay, but I'm just ready for the moving to stop. It makes me weary to think that exactly one year from now I will be unpacking boxes in Phoenix while Mark starts another new job. Being settled for four years after that sounds pretty sweet. But then there will be another move for fellowship and then another move or two while we look for that perfect job. *sigh* I better stop thinking about it. It makes me teary and weary.

But Las Vegas is great. The ward members here have really taken us in. We've already got a calling. I've already found some truly wonderful women who have taken me under their wings and promised to take care of me this year while my husband is away at work so much.

The weather is fantastic. I know it's hot. 112 is the forecasted high for today. But I love it. I love all the sunshine. I love the mourning doves cooing outside my window. I love the silence of the desert. I love that it is cool in the shade. I love the rocky mountains. I love the cactus and rock. It really feels like home to me here and that brings me great comfort. And for the record-- I would rather have a miserable summer than a miserable winter.

We found a wonderful house with a wonderful landlady. We asked if she could put insulation in the attic because there was none. That is a big request! At least $1000. And she totally hired someone to do it. She landscaped the front yard for us too. It's beautiful. The church is right across the street and Mark is within easy biking distance of work. It's really a great house.

I finally settled on gym (YMCA) and joined. I am going to start training for a sprint triathlon this October. I am finding fun activities online to do with the boys both at home and around town. The public library is amazing and only .7 miles from our house. We walk at least once a week. I really love it here already. We could definitely see ourselves living here in the future if there are any jobs available.

Austin is growing up so quickly. He talks so much these days. He is such a doting and loving older brother to Sean. He is constantly sharing toys and bouncing him and asking to hold him. Sean doesn't always love these things... but I love that Austin does it for him.

Sean is also growing up. He is so grabby and smily and LOUD! I'm not sure how I managed to get two super screechy kids but I managed it. I just love to cuddle him and love on him. He melts my heart.

So things are going well for us here. I haven't taken many pictures lately. Life just seems to go by too quickly... but hopefully I'll manage more pictures in the future before life completely passes me by.

Brothers

It started like this:

And ended like this: 

Brothers for life.

Saying Goodbye

Whew. Having a new baby is quite an adjustment! I finally feel 100% adjusted to my new life as a mom of two. I have neglected this blog lately because having two is certainly busier than having one! We are also moving back across the country in two and a half weeks and having a yard sale tomorrow. Planning for our future, packing up our belongings, and learning to live with two young children instead of one has sure been time consuming!

Tonight Mark went to bed early and both my boys are sleeping. I am having a few moments of quiet solitude in the quiet comfort of my own home. It feels wonderful.

Since Mark matched in mid-March I have been a mixed bag of emotions. I am so happy and relieved to be moving back to the west. I can't wait to see my family more often. I can't wait to live closer to my mother. I can't wait to get back to the climate I love so well. I am just so excited.

But I am so sad too. I love it here in North Carolina. I more than love it if that is possible. I have been here for four years. Mark and I have spent the majority of our married life here. We brought our children into the world here. I had my first teaching job here. I started my piano studio here. I have made some incredible friends here. I mean, incredible doesn't even touch how awesome my friends are. What will I do without them when I go? I spent all last week super sad and depressed at the thought of leaving my friends. They have truly become my family in some ways.

How do you say goodbye to a place like this? How do you tell all the people who mean so much to you just how much they mean to you? How do you say goodbye to the place where you became the person you wanted to be your whole life? I am more at peace with myself than I have ever been before and I attribute a large part of it to being here in North Carolina.

Oh I love this place. I love my friends. I love my home. I love my ward. I love all the beautiful trees. I love the mountains. I love the Atlantic Ocean. I love the flowers. I love the hospitality of the southern people. I just love it.

North Carolina is truly the best kept secret in the United States. Thank you, Heavenly Father, for giving me this North Carolina experience and all the beautiful places and (more importantly) all the beautiful people in it.

Moments I Treasure (Part 2)

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I say it at least 3 or 4 times to Mark and about 15 times to myself every day: I LOVE being a mother. I absolutely love it. It is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Those years of waiting were absolutely worth every minute. I was right to yearn for motherhood as much as I did. It suits me! I love being a stay-at-home mom. I know it's not right for everyone but it is right for me. It is SO right for me. My heart is so full of love, gratitude, and joy I am not sure there is even room for more.

Sure I don't love the moments where Austin pushes the boundaries. I don't love the moments when Sean is inconsolably crying. I don't love changing the poopy diapers of two boys. I don't love the way my postpartum belly looks (lots of flab and very unsightly stretch marks).

But I wouldn't trade motherhood for anything. Below are some of the moments I absolutely treasure with my boys and I would pay any price for having them:

Cuddle Time- Both boys will cuddle with me at the same time, usually right after a nursing session. Can you say maternal bliss?!

Feeding Time (especially breakfast)-I love nursing Sean. I treasure the time we spend, just the two of us, bonding together. It melts my heart. What a sweet boy. I love feeding Austin breakfast on the couch while we watch the morning news.

Bath Time-Austin LOVES baths. Whenever I mention it he says "a baff? a BAFF?!" and is just ready to run upstairs and lay down so I can undress him. It's adorable.

Reading Time-Austin often says "read to you?" meaning he wants one of us to read to him. It is so cute.

Movie Time-We allow the boys (mostly Austin...) to watch one movie or part thereof each afternoon after nap time. Austin's current favorite is "Pwanes!" He always asks first thing in the morning too just to see if we'll let him. The answer is always "Nope. We don't watch until after your nap." And he just goes about his business and doesn't usually ask again until after his nap. It never hurts to ask, right :)

Sleeping Time (especially Sean in his bed and Austin in his bed at night)- Every night, almost without exception, since he began sleeping in his own crib I have gone into Austin's room to look over him as he sleeps. It is one of the most tender parts of my day and a great way to end it. Now I do it with Sean too. I just love, LOVE my boys.

Coloring Time- Austin loves coloring. "Colors" and "Cars" sound an awful lot alike right now so sometimes I can't tell when he wants his cars or his colors!

Holding hands on the stairs-Whether we're going up or down Austin always wants a hand to hold on the stairs. I'll be sad when he feels independent and big enough to do it by himself. But it will be a happy thing too. I want him to be strong and independent.

When Austin says "Hi!- Austin ALWAYS says hi. To everyone. All. The. Time. It's darling. He often says it when he's about to get into trouble too.

When Sean smiles. Enough said.

When Austin wants to hold Sean. He will put out his arms and say "Hoht? Hoht?" Meaning he wants to hold his brother. It's adorable.

When Austin says "a-GAIN!" excitedly. If we're reading a book and he likes it a lot he'll say that with the biggest grin on his face until you read it again. How can you not when he looks at you that way?

When Austin makes car noises on the couch with his toy cars. This happens all day. Every day. But I love it. I wonder what is going on in his imagination?

Austin ceremoniously dumping out his cars every morning when he first comes down the stairs. It happens every day. I love it. It just makes me smile.

Daddy time. I LOVE the way Mark is with our sons. Every single time, without fail, when he holds Sean he just says "Aww! He is SO sweet!" He also has a magic touch and can just get Sean to sleep like that! It's amazing. Mark is amazing with Austin too. They are best friends. Every morning after Mark leaves Austin says "Dada?" meaning "Where is dad?" Now he has just started to say "Where Dada?" And when Mark gets home it's like a party every day for Austin! They go on a walk every day together, just the two of them. Mark plays cars with him, reads with him, rough houses with him. It is so awesome. They really are best little friends. It melts my heart.

Being a mother is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I just love it. All of it. Because I have to take the good with the bad. So I just choose to love it all. And in those hard moments I think back to these moments that I treasure and then the hard moments just don't seem so hard.

P.S. While I was getting my hair cut today Sean was screaming in his car carrier. Austin went over to him because I was unable to and started to gently rock the carrier and say "sh, sh, sh!" It was so tender and sweet. He was trying to help his brother. How in the world did I get so lucky?

Sean's Birth

I have two children. I can't believe it. I knew I was pregnant for 7 out of the 9 months. I was there for delivery. But sometimes I look at my littlest and think to myself, "Is that mine, too?"

Sean was a scheduled c-section. I thought his birth story would go something like this:

Wake up. Get showered and dressed. Go to the hospital. Have the surgery. Go to recovery. Go to my room. Love on my baby. Go home.

And for the most part it did. I didn't think I would have any exciting details to share but birth is never quite what you expect it to be. So here is the detailed version.

The night before the surgery I was frantically nesting, trying to get everything perfectly tidy and organized around the house because I knew I wouldn't have the energy or ability to do it for a few weeks afterward. I felt all the feelings I had felt right before I went into my c-section at the hospital with Austin-- anxious, scared, nervous, excited, relieved. I just sat down on my bed and cried. I was also really concerned about Austin. I was scared about mothering two children. Mark gave me a beautiful blessing. I hadn't told him any of my feelings, but Heavenly Father knew what I was feeling and gave Mark the words to comfort me-- I could do this. I could love both boys and help them love each other. After the blessing I finished cleaning up, dried my tears, and went to bed. 

I couldn't eat or drink anything past midnight. So I didn't-- mostly. I'll admit that I had a couple sips of water the next morning to wet my mouth. I was so thirsty! I took a shower, got dressed, and had my mom french braid my hair to keep it off my face during the surgery. I love it when she braids my hair. Austin was on a walk with Nana (Mark's mom) so I was able to have some quiet time with my mom while she did my hair. It was really lovely. 

After Austin got back I gave him a big hug. We took a quick family picture and Mark and I left for the hospital. It was a beautiful morning. It was warm and the sun was shining. I felt peaceful. I felt ready.

We got all checked into the hospital. Mark read to me some of our book (The Princess Bride) and then I took a nap while waiting for the doctor to arrive after they had prepped me for surgery. (Note-- the IV they gave me was great! It didn't hurt at all, unlike the one I got with Austin!) They asked me some questions about anesthesia and one lady came in asking about me donating my placenta. I had never heard of such a thing! But Mark had heard of it and encouraged me to do it. So I did. Hopefully it helps someone out :) But back to the anesthesia. I told them I had always reacted badly to any form of anesthesia and that I had never gone under any sort without vomiting afterward. One of the anesthesia people gave me a big smile and said something like "Well our goal will be to get you through it without vomiting!" I smiled back and said, "Good luck" while thinking "You'll need it."

So the doctor finally arrived and they wheeled me back to the OR. Everyone was pretty cheerful. After they had me all numbed up they brought Mark in for the surgery. I had a wonderful nurse attending me again while Mark held my other hand. It was so strange to think of Dr. Valorous cutting into me right there while we were all talking together. Dr. V. said to me, "My goodness, young lady! It's a good thing you didn't labor. Your scare tissue is very thin."

As a side note I had gone back and forth for months about whether to have a VBAC or to schedule the c-section. I had decided to go for the VBAC but just didn't feel good about it. I felt really confused and uneasy. In the end, after much thought and prayer, I decided to go with the scheduled c-section. After that decision I felt very peaceful, and when Dr. V. mentioned my scar tissue I knew why. I really feel like Heavenly Father was guiding me down the safest path for me and my family.

Anyway, things were progressing normally throughout the procedure. I was peaceful but super anxious and excited to hear my sweet baby cry! Then I heard the suctioning sound that indicates they are sucking out the fluids from the uterus. It also means they had already taken the baby out. I couldn't wait to hear him cry! As soon as I heard him tears just started streaming down my face. I felt so full of love for him! I was so relieved and so happy and so excited. I couldn't wait to see him! I turned my head to the right so I could look at him when they brought him over. He was so handsome! He had all this dark hair and he was BIG!

When Austin was born I watched the whole time while they cleaned him off and I saw Mark cut the cord and everything. It was awesome. Unfortunately this time I only looked at Sean for a few seconds before I started to have this awful pain in my right shoulder. It was referred pain. I just had a lot of fluid and gas built up under my diaphragm. No big problem. I had it with Austin too but I didn't feel too much discomfort until a few hours after the surgery. But it HURT this time instantly!

It hurt so badly I mentioned it to the doctors. They gave me some more pain medication but the pain was so bad I started to feel incredibly nauseated and hot. The nausea was a combination of pain and a bad reaction to the narcotics and anesthesia. I started retching on the table as they were sewing me up. Dr. V. had to ask me to try and be more still. Trying to vomit when you have NOTHING in your stomach, when you can't feel anything from your chest down, and when you are lying flat on your back is an absolutely miserable experience. It probably only lasted a few minutes but it felt like eternity to me. I was almost hyperventilating. The nurse held my head and kept calmly telling me to take deep breaths. I tried to do that but I really had to think about it! I even said "I can't do this anymore!" (Like I had a choice. The baby was out and they were sewing me up.) With a few adjustments to the medication and an added dose of anti-nausea medication I eventually stopped heaving. They finished up the surgery and I got to hold my sweet little baby. It was instant love. Oh my heart just melted when they put him into my arms. He was perfect.

So, so much for getting through the procedure without vomiting. I've never reacted quite that badly. The nausea persisted throughout the remainder of the day and into the next morning. They were continually giving me medication to abate the feeling. Every time I tried to drink the smallest amount of fluid it came right back up. I had to keep my IV in for several extra hours. Eventually it came out and I even got to go home on the second day. (C-sections usually have to stay an extra day but my doctor let me go early :)

And that is the story. The recovery has been amazing. I was doing at 2 weeks postpartum things I couldn't do at 4 or 5 weeks with Austin. I have actually loved every moment of being with Sean since his birth. Nursing has been a breeze and even the sleepless nights haven't been a trial. I started my anti-depressant when I was about 30 weeks pregnant and have just been so happy since his birth.

My mom and my mother-in-law came for two weeks. They did everything for me so I could heal up and focus on Sean. They fixed all the meals, did all the laundry, cleaned the house, took care of Austin, took care of the baby so Mark and I could sleep, and were just a cheerful presence in our home. They lifted all our spirits immeasurably. They left us with a full fridge, full pantry, and full hearts. I am SO thankful they were here. I can't believe what awesome mothers I have.

Being a mother to two little boys has been an absolute joy. I love my children more each day and I feel truly blessed to be their mom!

Introducing:

SEAN MARK BAILEY

January 2014

8 pounds 4 ounces

21 inches