Our Easter fun started on Saturday morning. We went to Cody's grandparents for breakfast and an easter egg hunt. Kapri was totally scoping out the eggs before the hunt started.. there were eggs worth money and she likes the money. (She'll happily put it in her piggy bank.) When they said go (or rather, when the kids kind of just started going and everyone looked around and said, I guess its time to start) she went to the right, when everyone else went straight. Smart kid.. she had the entire side of the house to herself and her basket filled right up.
Uncle Dave had 100 dollars worth of 2 dollar bills and Kapri ended up with ten dollars. It didn't last long though, she spotted the princess doll at Harmons later that day. (I will teach my kid to save, I will teach my kid to save, I will teach my kid to save.)
Later that day we Kapri, colored eggs. She chose not to use the spoon/bendy metal thingy and used her hands instead.
The easter bunny visted our lovely abode... but had to hide the goodies in the bathroom. Otherwise we'd have come down to sick dogs and empty baskets. Cody snuck down in the morning and moved them to a "better" location.
Kapri was in HEAVEN. Apparently the easter bunny figured Piper is too young to get much, so he spoiled her big sister instead. Swim suit cover-up, bucket and shovel, white erase board, mini pillow pet, HUGE princess coloring book and crayons, play dough (as a side note, I LOVE the smell of play dough.. mmmm) and enough candy to last us, well, two days. We like our candy.
The girls were in their matching pj's. And YES, I am totally going to be that mom that matches them. Not everyday, but isn't that a benefit of having two girls??
We spruced ourselves up a bit and headed to Jalynn's for lunch.
After lunch we started the hunts. First up was the little kids.. Kapri had it down by this point and knew just what to do.
Next up was the older kids...
Last up... the adults. My mom has been doing an adult easter egg hunt for a few years now.. and I LOVE GETTING IN ON THE FUN!!
This year we had to pick an animal.. when you saw an egg you couldn't pick it up.. you had to do your animal noise to get your partner's attention and they had to come pick the egg up. We were elephants.. by the end of the game the noise we were making sounded more like a cat in heat. Its a hard noise to make anyway.. then add desperation and craziness into that mix. There were gold and silver eggs mixed in the bunch and let me just say, the contents were worth more than a few jelly beans. We were SPOILED by my mom and Jay this year.
THANKS AGAIN Mama and Jay!!!
After my family's get together, we headed to Cody's mom's. (Dejavu.. seems like this is a repeat of all of our holidays.)
They had an easter egg hunt set up in their backyard too. By this point Kapri was a little tuckered out and not as anxious to get the eggs, but she still gladly played along.
We had a delicious dinner, visited with everyone, and then got ready to head home. Until... the show "River Monsters" came on.. then we just kept staying.. and staying. They kept hooking us in before they went to commercial break, then we had to stay. Once we saw that giant sting ray they were fishing for.. was it worth it?? No. Not really.
"...And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back. “My mother did this for me once,” she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God eyes.
My friend Bree came over when Piper was a week old to take newborn pics of her. She also has a bit of an obsession with photography, and I was willing to feed her obsession with my newborn baby. BUT, Piper had other plans. She was hungry, then she was poopy, then she was crying, then she was hungry.. you get the picture. Unfortunately, Bree didn't get any fab pics of her because every time I laid her down, she screamed. She DID happen to get some great pictures of Kapri though.. here's a link to her blog so you can see them.
Thanks for the attempt Bree.. and a bigger thanks for leaving your props so Shonni and I could get some great pictures the next day!! (Between her stuff and ours we had a plethora of things to choose from!!) And.. of course, Piper was an ANGEL for us. Newborns.. they're sooo unpredictable. Don't worry, we got some great ones of Kaprizee and Miss Addison too.
Here are a few.. or a lot.. of pictures, for your viewing pleasure.
Go ahead.. just say it.. I have THE most beautiful girls in the world.
When Piper was a week old we did some newborn pics of her. (I'll do a post about those next, but I had to share these pictures IMMEDIATELY.) Kapri and Addison got in on the fun. At one point, I was trying to get some smiles out of Kapri and I told her to dance..
Yes, she got her moves from your's truly.. and I'm proud of it.
If you read my last post, you'd have seen that I was supposed to be getting induced on Wednesday, the 30th. Well, this little girl had plans of her own. At 2:45 am on the 29th I sat up in bed and... peed my pants. Or thought I did. I've read numerous places that you should smell the mysterious "fluids" (ha) to see if they smell like pee. Insert me with stuffy nose.. UNABLE TO SMELL. I had to ask my amazing husband if he could come smell it for me. After he looked at me with utter fear, he obliged. (If this is too much information for you... cry about it.) We (he) determined it wasn't pee.. and our conclusion was proved when I kept "peeing my pants" for the next few minutes.
We called my mom.. she headed up from Springville to stay with Kapri, then we headed to the hospital. My mom then called Shonni to come get Kapri so she could come to the hospital. (See.. this is why a scheduled birth is so convenient.. sheesh.)
We got to the hospital.. and in true movie fashion.. my placenta GUSHED my amniotic fluids out with every move I made. By the time I made it to the desk I might as well have jumped into waist high water. THEN they make you sit there and fill out papers. How sweet of them.
I got poked by needles five times before they were able to get an i.v. in, despite the fact that I have "garden hoses". They determined I was dialated to a 6. We got settled in.. and began to wait. They were having problems monitering the baby.. and ended up putting some device up into my va-jay-jay that went around her head to read her heart rate.
(and YES, I totally just wrote va-jay-jay)
After a few hours of waiting, the baby's heart rate dropped below 100 for ten minutes.. which is NO GOOD. Nurse after nurse started rushing into the room to help. They ended up giving me a shot to stop my contractions because they were stressing the baby. They had me flipping all sorts of directions to try to get her heart rate up and nothing was working. All of the sudden, there was a doctor in the room and they were prepping my bed for childbirth. WHAT?? Oh, here's the best part.. poor Cody was sleeping in a chair during all of this.. and he woke up to me with my legs in the air.. ready to have a baby, with six nurses rushing around and some strange doctor. He looked at my mom and she said "the baby's not doing well". This sent the poor guy into shock and he was pretty much freaked out for the rest of the birth.
Luckily, her heart rate went back up, my doctor was able to make it there in time for the delivery, and I only pushed for about 15 minutes. Wha-la!!! (I'm awesome.) The cord was wrapped around her neck and they said that was probably the biggest contributor to the low heart rate and distress.
Anyhoo.. baby is here, healthy and BEAUTIFUL. Mom is recovering nicely.. Big sister LOVES her baby sister, Daddy is not in shock anymore... we're HOME and can't wait to start our lives together as a family of FOUR!!!