Month Old Model

It is now 12:41 AM on June 25th.  At 11:15 PM Isabel will be one month old!!! I can't believe it.

Today we had Isabel's first photo shoot.  It was pretty darn ghetto but I think the pictures are great :)  Me and my mom put a white blanket on our couch and used our own little fujifilm camera.  One of the best parts of doing your own is IT'S FREE.  And then you just go to Walmart (or, you know, somewhere else for all you Walmart haters) and print out as many as you want in the sizes you want and that's the only part that costs anything!!!  Well, and wardrobe, but Isabel's tutu was made by her aunt Ruth sooo it was free for me :)

This is her attitude pose.  She has her head turned away and her hand up like she's saying "Excuse me!  Who made the decision to switch from hypo-allergenic, non-scented whipees to these cheap ass aloe ones?" 

This is her annoyed face.  "Why is that stinky mutt curled up on my blankie?  Someone better put that dog in it's place and get that blanket washed STAT."

How could I deny that face anything?  This is why her Grumpa calls her 'Big Eyes'.

I think she looks like a baby fairy in this one :)

Anne Geddes babies got nothin' on my little angel ♥

So today my mom, me, and Isabel were in Walmart and I had her out of her car seat because she was getting fussy.  Then this lady, seriously from like, 15 feet away is like "Ohhh how old is baby?!" and she came scurrying towards us.  "Oh my, she is just so precious, look at that perfect little face."  Then she follows that up, in a perfect baby voice, with, "Why don't you just relax a little bit more?"  She then proceeded to roll her eyes (at herself, maybe?) and said "Let us be your students!"

...........??? <------  My thoughts exactly.

She then walked away and said "Have a nice day!"

My mom was like "Who was that?"  I said ".........I dunno."  And then we bought our gallon of paint and left.  It was kinda weird.  The lady seemed really nice.........just kinda special, too.

OH!  One more thing!  When people see a baby with a flower in its hair and it's wearing a dress and it has a pink car seat and a purple blanket.....

WHAT COMPELS PEOPLE TO ASK IF IT'S A BOY OR GIRL???  Seriously, this has happened so many times, and I'm just wondering what's wrong with people.  If a baby is completely naked except for a diaper, I can see why you would ask, but when I take Isabel out, she's pretty darn fancy!  And it's REALLY obvious that she's a girl!

Sometimes, I'm really concerned about people.

Happy Father's Day

It drives me crazy that I don't  have a new post at least every other day.  I don't know why.  I log in and read the blogs that I follow every day, but usually by the time I'm done reading them I have to change a diaper or fix a bottle or something :)  Or I take advantage of the fact that Isabel is sleeping so I sleep or shower.  Sometimes I even have enough time to eat or dry my hair haha.  SO anyways, I took her to her first fiesta last Saturday.

She was rockin it in her Apple Bottom Jeans onesie.

The party was for Lizeth's communion and Celeste's 6th birthday.  I didn't get a picture of Celeste but she was adorable.  This is Lizeth and her cousins.

The next day we took a trip to Ogden because my sister-in-law was being induced.  At 4:30 PM Gryffin Scott Vroman was born.

He was 7 lbs 13 oz and 21 inches long.

This is me and Isabel with my oldest brother, Vic and Gryffin.

And here's Isabel being freakin-dorable-icious again.  As of Thursday she was 8 lbs 4 oz and 19 3/4 in long.

Happy Father's Day to all the Daddies out there.  Especially to my Daddy, and to Isai, and my older brothers.

Isabel's Blessing Day

Something I don't think I've mentioned, is that I'm LDS, (Mormon). I know there's a lot of misconceptions about us, but that's what they are.  Misconceptions.  Anyways, when we have babies, most of us choose to have our babies blessed, usually within a few months after their born.  It's like how Catholics have their babies baptized.  I don't really know what any other religions do.  So anyways, Isabel was blessed on Sunday by my dad.  She wore the same dress that I wore when I was blessed and we used the same blanket that I used.  Her full name is Isabel Riley Montufar.  So when they announced that she was going to be blessed, the bishop said her name Isabel Riley Montufrito.  Or something like that.  I felt kind of bad because he looked out at my family after he said it and me, my dad, two of my brothers, and some of my friends that were sitting behind me were all laughing.  It was pretty darn funny.  I don't think it's going to be something that my family is going to let go anytime soon.  Today my dad asked me if I had talked to Frito-Lay lately (meaning Isai).  Anyways, here are some pictures that we took at my house after church.

With her Grama and Grampa

3 generations of crazies.  My poor baby has no chance what so ever of being normal :)

♥~Mommy&Daughter~♥

Yes.  We laid her in the flower bed.

...And in the grass...

With my little brother Riley.  I know he looks 5 years older than me, but he's younger.

With her cousins Chay, Phoenix, and Rafe.  Rafe threw a fit when we took her from him.  My sister-in-law said "She's Josie's baby" and he said "NO! My Josie Baby!"

This wasn't taken that day, but I had to put it up cause everyone says she looks just like me in this one :)

Popeye the Sailor Baby and The Case of the Headband Bandit

The other day my friend came over to show me the new amplifier that he got for the sound system in his car.  When he opened his trunk my first thought was, "Why does he have toilet paper in his trunk?"  Then I looked closer and I was like, "WHAT THE HECK?!  This toilet paper is confused!  Or the person that packaged it was!  Or I guess possibly strawberries have changed their identity to 'DAISY'." 

I was at a loss for words for a minute and I just stood there with the dumb toilet paper in my hand.  My friend just shrugged and started messing with the amp.  Maybe I'm the only one so amazed by this, but I haven't gotten out much lately.

Now for the baby update :D  Being a mom is pretty much the most awesome thing ever.  If I was asked to describe it, it would take days to explain it.  When I was little my mom would tell me, "You'll never know how much I love you until you have a child of your own."  She was right.  There was no way I could have possibly understood this feeling and this responsibilty until I experienced it myself.

She gets the hiccups at least 4 times a day!  It's adorable and it kind of scares my dog, which is funny.  She always smiles in her sleep.  Much to my liking, she has a silly little half smile like her Mommy.  Sometimes she wakes up with that smile but she only opens one of her eyes so my dad calls her Popeye the Sailor.

You'll notice she's wearing a headband in most of her pictures.  Well, you see, I have this thing with coordination, and she has an attachment for the headband for almost all of her outfits.

Memorial Day weekend my Grama, Aunt and Uncle, and my cousins came to visit.  My Grama is convinced that the headband is squishing her brain.  One day my Grama was holding her and I noticed the headband was missing.  I asked her what happened to it because I was 100% positive that it was on her head when I gave her to her.  Grama denied everything.  She played the innocent old lady card.  We all know her better than that.  After she stood up from the chair and went in the other room my mom started searching.  The headband was shoved under a pillow.  Nothing was said to Grama, but the headband was returned to it's designated spot on Isabel's head and it stayed there for the rest of the day.

I promise I did not set this picture up.  I rolled her over onto her stomach and that's just how her hand landed.

The Grand Arrival

Isabel Riley Montufar has arrived! 

Tuesday, May 25, 2010.

Soo at about noon I started getting ready to go to Marlene's Graduation.  At the same time, I starting having some cramps but they didn't hurt anymore than what I had already had so I didn't think much of it.  As I was leaving for the graduation at 4:00 my mom asked me if I was sure I should go if I was feeling that bad.  I was like, yeah, I spent 3 damn hours curling my hair, and I wanna be there for Marlene's graduation, I've been looking forward to it all year.  She was like okay, well, call me if you need me.  So I went and picked up Daisy.  We stopped at Wendy's and I got a 5 piece nugget because I was starving so I thought I'd get something to hold me over until the graduation was over.  Then we stopped at Maverick and put gas in my car.  So at about 4:45 we got to the graduation and made our way inside.  I decided it would be a good idea to go to the bathroom so I didn't have to pee halfway through the ceremonies.  Lucky for me, my water didn't brake until I was in the bathroom so I put a bunch of toilet paper in my underwear, yelled at Daisy to call my mom, and we took off for the car.  I talked to my mom and told her we'd meet her at the hospital.  On the way to the hospital I texted Isai's sister so that she could let him know that Isabel was on her way.

By the time I was ready for the epidural the anesthesiologist was assisting with a c-section so they gave me some stuff to hold me over.  It was pretty freakin awesome.  By about 9 o clock I was dilated to a 6 and the nurse said I would dilate about 1 centimeter an hour after that.  When they checked me 1 hour later I was already at a 10.  She said they were going to give me about an hour to rest and then I could start pushing, but she said if I felt any pressure to let her know.  Well 15 minutes later I was feeling pressure.  They had been telling me that with a first time baby I could be pushing for about 3 hours.  After 1 hour of pushing, the doctor wasn't there yet, and we were on the baby's time schedule.  The nurse told me that when I felt the next contraction to just breathe.  She said don't hiccup, cough, sneeze, don't do anything, just breathe.  She ran out to the nurse's station and told them to stand by.  When she came back in she just yelled out the door "We're gonna have a baby in here!" and nurses came rushing in at 11:15 right as Isabel was born.  3 minutes later the doctor showed up.  My mom cut the cord and they let me hold her :D At this point I was balling my eyes out.  I had gone the whole time without crying but as soon as I saw my baby girl I completely lost it.  My dad was outside the door and heard the baby crying.  When he came in the room finally, he was crying.  I had a really high fever so he kept a cold washcloth and was wiping my forehead.  It was really cute :)  My baby is the best thing that has ever happened to me.  All 6 pounds, 13 ounces, and 19 inches of her.  Her pediatrician is the same pediatrician that I had when I was born.  He says she seems to be perfectly healthy :)  She always falls asleep before she's done eating so she wakes up about every hour and a half hungry again, so sleep for me is almost non-existent, but she's totally worth it.

And now we wait. . . . .

My doctor appointment today was.....good?  Yeah.  I guess it was good.  The doctor hurt me a lot, but I'm hoping it was worth it.  I actually weigh 2 pounds less than my last few appointments, but my belly has grown 1 centimeter.  He felt around and says she's probably around 7 lbs 4 oz, give or take.  I'm dilated 3 centimeters and I'm 75% effaced.  He stripped my membranes.  I'm not exactly sure what that means, but it hurt like a mofo.  So I could possibly go into labor by tomorrow night, or she could hang in there longer.  We'll see.  If I haven't gone into labor by Wednesday I have another appointment and they'll probably start me on Thursday.  For about the last hour I've been having some pretty decent contractions about every 15 minutes, but nothing too exciting.  It would be great if I could go to sleep right now and wake up in a couple of hours with some major contractions going on, but who knows.  And I probably won't sleep anytime soon because I lay down and my mind starts going.  I guess I'll stay up and watch Craig Ferguson and just see what happens :)  I took some pictures today, but my phone is really lame and it's been in the process of sending them to my e-mail for like an hour now, so I'll put them up when it's convenient for my phone haha.

**One hour-ish later**

Guess my phone decided to behave so here you go.

 

Haha check out that lump that is my belly button!  It's not actually poking out.  My belly button is still a hole, but the skin around it is like.....I dunno.....protruding?  It's pretty insane.  If I wasn't concerned about totally grossing you out, I would show you, but it is pretty gross.  Plus, my belly button is the only place with stretch marks, and I'm not a fan.

No Progress

I really don't have much to say, but I'm getting irritated with myself for slacking lately, so I need to post.  My doctor appointment last Thursday was the same as the one before.  Not dilated.  Not quite dropped all the way.  He measured my stomach: still 37 centimeters.  He said it's normal, but it's on the low side of normal.  I've weighed exactly 160.4 at my last 3 appointments.  So basically, I've stopped growing, and she probably has too.  So my question is WHY IS SHE STILL IN THERE?!  I'm due on Friday, I have another appointment on Thursday.  I've been told the chances of the doctor letting me go over my due date are slim, since there's no progress being made.  Then again, a lot of doctors don't like to start you on a Friday, so maybe I'll go over a little, maybe he'll start me Thursday (doubtful).  One lady told me that out of all three of her children she never dropped so they did all 3 c-section, so I guess that's a possibility as well.  I don't want to stop going to class before she's born because I want to get as much done as I possibly can, but I'm not so sure that's going to be possible because I'm out of nausea pills so my morning sickness is back, but I don't want to refill the prescription if I'm only going to need it for a few days.  *SIGH*.  Anyway, I'm getting restless.  I walk a mile every day.  Sometimes twice.  Yesterday we were at the house of some guy that my dad works with and it was suggested that I jump on the trampoline.  So I did.  My dad and his friends started freaking out and telling me to get off because I was going to go into labor.  Ummm.....THAT'S THE IDEA! 

This picture is me and Steve & Chalene's daughter, Lauren.  She's freakin adorable!

This is when I was trying to jump the baby out.  It doesn't work, just for the record.