Thursday, November 18, 2010

He has arrived!

Our baby boy arrived on Thursday, November 11, 2010 at 8:07 a.m.

He weighed 7 lbs 15 oz. and was 19 1/2 inches long.

He is just the sweetest thing. We're learning a lot about parenting a newborn and just love cuddling, kissing and staring at him. We've laughed (i've cried a little) and laughed some more over things in our first few days. We have some great stories to share later.

We've fallen in love with him and are happier than ever.

Here are a few pics from our first days with Connor and bringing him home....








Sunday, November 7, 2010

We're Ready!

We're ready! Connor's nursery is done, our bags are packed, his car seat is ready and this Lankford house is as ready as it'll ever be for our newborn boy to come home!

His bassinett is ready in our room...

Here are a few pics of our baby boy's nursery...


A little hard to see, but my baby china set, Beatrix Potter, is out on the shelves. He also has a piggy bank, special pictures and my favorite ultrasound picture of him.

Connor has the most comfy glider / rocking chair with matching ottoman. We're looking forward to lots of story times, night times and special cuddles in this chair!
You can't see it in this picture, but we were given the cutest little pillow with Connor's initials monogrammed on it. He also has a very soft blanket with his name on it.

I made these wooden blocks - they say "NOV 11" so hopefully he doesn't come on another day! :)


I'm in love with Connor's infant carrier. It has the cutest giraffe and blue print cover!


Now all we need is the cuddly baby boy!



Wednesday, November 3, 2010

My dad... our angel

The third day of every month is hard. Each third day of the month marks another month that's gone by since we lost my dad. Today will be 11 months. That means that next month will be a year. I can't believe that. So much has happened in a year. Most days I just get a "punch in the gut" feeling and it will hit me that he's gone. Almost like i'd forgotten. How did this happen?? How can a year change so much in your life?? I went to pick up my car from the mechanic recently and the guy couldn't find my account under my name. The owner, a family friend, came to help the guy and said "it's under Ian". Again - that "punch in the gut" feeling. My dad always handled our cars. It was just his thing. He loved cars. I think he was a frustrated mechanic at heart.

This third of November is a little different. Today wasn't any easier than any of the previous 11 months, but I do have something else on my mind this month. It's impossible to not think about this little life that is growing inside of me. I know he's a gift from my dad. I know that I would not be pregnant if we hadn't lost dad. I know with all my heart that the two go hand in hand. Our baby boy's middle name is Ian. I love that my dad will continue on in our little man. I'll teach him all the things my dad taught me and we'll do all the things that dad would have enjoyed doing with his grandson. He would be such a great "papa/gramps/dude" (all our names for him)

One of the best gifts my parents have given me is a childhood. I had a wonderful one. I have such special memories of growing up always feeling loved and knowing that my parents loved each other. This is what i'll strive to give my son.

As we get closer to the birthday of our baby boy next week - I know dad is looking down from above and smiling.

I miss you pappa. Each day every day. I'm so grateful for these memories: