Tuesday, February 5, 2013

"That baby boy's in the ice box again"

Our little baby

Hey everyone, it's Bryce, I don't write on the blog much, well, I don't ever write on the blog, but I decided to go ahead and write something since we had what I like to think of as a milestone in our life.The name for the post is one of my favorite childhood sayings from a client we had in our home.  That is how I always knew I was about to get in trouble for getting in the fridge.  

Well, we had a baby.  That's it...well, that's not totally it...WE HAD A BABY!  On 1/31/13, Kristen gave birth to a sweet little baby boy that was 8 lbs. 3 oz. and was 20 inches long.  We have been anticipating this for a long time now, I think it's been about 9 months or something like that.  The sleepless nights, crying, pooping, crying, peeing, crying, etc.  It is all completely and entirely worth it.  It is worth every minute, every second of having him here with us.  The miracle of it all is that, somehow, God chose us to be his parents.  This is a new adventure for us and...wait for it...William, his name is William.  

William Phillips

As it turns out, William is actually a baby.  I questioned this for about a half a second when he first came out, but he is indeed a baby.  A baby boy at that.  Kristen and I have thought that it would be really funny if he came out a girl since we already had everything decorated to look like a boy's room.  

 Yeah, still would have been kind of funny if we had to change it to Lily, or Lilliam or some more girly name.  

William is now 4 whole days old, at the very minute I'm writing this actually.  We decided on William because we both really liked the name and thought it was nice, easy to spell, and a strong name.  His middle name is John-Kerry, named after both of his grandfathers and his great-grandfather.  All great men and all will be a great influence for good in William's life.  Oh, and Phillips is the last name, I thought it sounded good before we decided.

The next morning at the hospital.

What a great joy it is to have this little baby in our home.  He is a little bundle of wonder and didn't come with instructions or directions on how to change him or understand what his crying means at different times.  He came as a little perfect baby that will continue to grow and start to show us his personality.  He is quite the blessing in our home and we can't wait to see how he changes.  

I was talking with my mom tonight about how children and life, but mostly children, come just how they are supposed to and we have the right amount of trials in our lives.  This talk stemmed from me telling my mom about the LDS Stake conference we had on Sunday, where Elder Jeffrey R. Holland, one of the 12 Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, came and spoke to our stake in a special stake conference.  At the end of his talk he left an apostolic blessing for everyone and specifically left a blessing for the children and new babies, blessing them that they would be safe.  God gives us trials as he sees fit, whether it be a crying baby at 2 in the morning, a baby without instructions, or something harder like death or dismemberment.  However our trials come in this life, they are what we need and what we can handle.  Having a new baby is challenge for both of us, but it is worth it.  

Alright, I know everyone, especially my mom, is asking for a lot more pictures than she has seen, so I'll add a few at the end now.

The new mom immediately after birth.  What an amazing woman Kristen is.

 The little baby the next day with more normal color and head shape.

 The outfit that was planned to take William home in.  The doctor said we could take him home as soon as he peed for the first time...which happened to be a few minutes after we put him in this outfit.  He soaked it all the way through.

 So, we put him in a bear costume instead.  He enjoyed it and was a lot warmer than previously.

While we were still waiting to finish up at the hospital, Uncle Don, Aunt Cathye, and Hennessy came to visit the new baby.  Uncle Don was so excited for us and to get to hold him.  I think this is a great picture of them with William. 

Grandma Carolyn giving William his first bath.  I think he liked it.