Our cute little man with his cowboy shirt

We finally got around to taking Vance's newborn pictures and our family pictures! They are going to be so cute:) This is the cute little outfit that he wore. He is in between sizes so his newborn clothes look too short and the 0-3 months size is pretty baggy but I couldn't help myself when I saw that shirt at the Gap. I didn't care if it was baggy, I loved it and I knew he would too:) He did not wear the blue mittens, ha ha. He did not like the flash of the camera at all. He would give Shay the stink eye when she would take all the pictures! What a little punk, but should I expect anything different? No, he is my child so I don't know what else I would expect when he doesn't like something but to be a little stinker:) It was fun and hopefully we will have some cute pictures of him and our new little family.

P.S. This would be his face when he is thinking, "Mom, seriously this is stupid, you have a zillion pictures of me with this same face!" ha ha ha

Funny Little Things that He Does

I thought I would write a few little things that Vance does...

1) Vance and I were laying in bed the other morning and clearly he was a little too relaxed because he passed some pretty loud gas. As he did so, he scared himself pretty bad. He threw up his hands and had the saddest face every time. He did this three times and I was laughing so hard. I wish I would have had the camera!

2) Once again, he and I were laying there and I was talking to him and he looked at me and reached out with his sweet little hands and touched my face. Of course I smiled with tears in my eyes because finally I felt like he knew I was there.

3) He goes through moments where he cannot decide if he is happy, sad, excited, worried or confused. He makes the weirdest faces. It is always when he is falling asleep.

4) He swats at everything.

5) He loves falling asleep on my chest and I can't help it because I love it too! I know it is a bad habit but how can I stop doing something that is so sweet!?

6) We love his squeaks and grunts as he falls asleep.

7) He is the most cuddly baby. He loves to be close and tight to us.

8) He does hate to have his arms swaddled. He will grunt and sigh loudly until we let his arms out.

9) He literally spits his binky out so far when he is sick of it.

10) He loves being dressed warmly. He will cry until we dress him from head to toe.

Vance Harper Goulding

I was induced on October 29th, 2009. That put me at 40 weeks exactly. I was so nervous the night before. I thought things like... what the heck was I thinking, I am not ready to be a mom! I was doubting myself. It was weird though because throughout the whole pregnancy up until the night before I was very confident. I have taken care of kids my whole life but that night it dawned on me that I really was in trouble. I couldn't leave this kid with his mommy at the end of the night and go home with some money. No instead it would be me taking care of this little baby and in no way making money:) I didn't like the thought that I wouldn't have freedom or be able to stay up all night with Jordan watching movies and then sleeping in the next morning. None of that would be able to ever happen again. Such selfish thoughts eh? Well, you all know that I am completely honest in my blog.

So as we woke up the morning of the delivery, I felt calm and a sense of "I can do this". We went to the hospital at 5 a.m. and they were able to get an I.V. in by 5:40. I looked like a trophy! haha!

They wanted to start my pitoson but unfortunately, my blood pressure dropped drastically and I went through times when I would pass out and throw up. They had to wait for a while and then they began the doses. I didn't go very long until I got my epidural:) I'm not a pain tolerant person at all. From there on out, we were just waiting. We watched the Grinch and talked with family. About 8 hours later, Vance was ready to make his entrance! Everything seemed like it went so fast. I didn't realize that I had been in labor for 8 hours and I also didn't realize that I had pushed out a baby in the end!!! The beauty of an epidural:) He weighed 8 lbs. 1 oz. and he was 21 inches long. Way smaller than the doctors expected. He was perfect!

All those selfish thoughts went right out the window. I didn't care that we couldn't stay up all night. I didn't care that I would lose sleep. All I knew is that I would do anything and everything for this little boy to make him know that I loved him.