Daddy knows best

This last sunday Scott and I were sitting in the living room playing with the kids...well one of us was doing a better job than the other. For some reason I think that dads are better at getting the kids to laugh/smile whatever. I spend all day long with Katie and Paul trying to keep them happy and the second Scott comes in the door they go crazy with laughter and happiness. I wonder what it is. These pictures are proof of the phenomenon. Whatever it takes to keep them happy I guess. I just wish I could get the little one to smile for me. The only time that I have been able to get Paul to smile is after he is well fed and sound asleep, crazy I know but true.

Random Thoughts

So first off...Katie finally let me french braid her hair. It looked pretty good until we went outside and the wind got to it. It's funny because the front of her hair is so much shorter than the back. So from the front you couldn't even tell it was done, thus the reason for the picture of the back of her head. I wonder why the heck babies hair grow like mullets but I guess there is really nothing you can do about it but cut it off, or in our case put it up in pigtails everyday so people can't tell.

Who does he look like? I thought at first that Paul looked like Katie but I don't think so by these two pictures. So you will all have to give your input.
Paul
Paul
Katie

Mommy number 2

I just loved this picture. It has nothing to do with the post but take a look at my boys!

Katie has been such a little trooper ever since Paul was born. She has adapted very well to having the little guy around...almost too well. Don't get me wrong she has her moments when she will slap him in the face or what not but for the most part she is a better mom than I am. Every time Paul makes a sound she runs over to him to give him a kiss. And every time he wakes up she runs over and grabs me one of his diapers (that's right she has figured out the difference in sizes) and she won't let me do anything until his diaper is changed. She has even found a way to help with feeding him. She will sit right next to me and hold his head in place so he can eat. In a couple of the pictures you will notice that she won't let me hold him either. Tonight was especially difficult. She was sitting on the couch holding him for about 5-10 minutes and all he wanted to do was sleep. So I either had Katie crying because she couldn't hold Paul or Paul crying because he couldn't take his nap. It has been so fun to she her innate maternal instinct. I love being the mother of two.

Katie holding Paul
again...

Katie to the rescue
Our chiller son!

We love Grandma

For the last week and a half my mom got to stay with us and help with my recovery. It was so nice to be able to be the daughter again rather than the mother all of the time. She made my bed every morning, did 11 loads of laundry in a week and had my house spotless every night. I am so grateful that my mom was willing to drop everything and come to my rescue. Katie loved having her here and I was very grateful that mom hadn't totally adjusted to waking up to Idaho time but instead was up every morning at 6ish with her Granddaughter playing the Wii. Now for those of you who know my mother we were unable to have nintendo games because she was against them....BUT while she was here she loved playing it. I might even say that she was rather addicted to it. :) Anyway, thank you mom for everything, we LOVED having you and miss you already!

Home Sweet Home

Adjusting to life with two kids has been relatively easy. I better say that I was able to have my sister here all last week and my mom is flying in to Boise tonight to stay with us for a week. So I guess it has been easy adjusting to being pampered for the last week and a half. It does seem like we have more stuff than we did when it was just Katie but I guess we will just have to get used to that. It has been really fun seeing Katie interact with Paul. I think the only problem is that she loves him a little too much. Every noise he makes she runs to him and kisses his head. Which poses a problem when he is sleeping but I guess he will just have to get used to it. We get to go to the first doctors appointment this afternoon for Paul followed by my post op check up. Hopefully everything will be just great.
Katie has been reunited with an old love. She will swing so fast that the base starts bouncing. I think she likes it more now than she did when she was little.
Paul doing his much hated tummy time.
Our TWO kids. I am not quite used to saying that yet, but I am guessing it will come.
Katie about to attack...

What's in a name?

A rose by any other name would still be just as sweet....right? WRONG...So we were set on naming him James Edwards Evans and even filled out the Birth Certificate information when we both decided that James doesn't fit. I was still at the hospital when Scott called and said that he was hesitant to call him James. In the mean time I was having a hard time calling him that as well. I thought it was just because it was new but after Scott put in his two cents I got the paper work back and we went back to square one. Last night we decided for sure that he was going to be named after his papa. I have loved that Katie is named after me and I really wanted our first son to be named after Scott. So we had a middle name...good place to start. _____ Thomas Evans. Well we got our list of names out and started looking at all of them. We were thinking about Caleb and Paul...when out of no where Scott said he liked Liam. So Scott left last night and we were still trying to figure things out. We were tentatively thinking Liam. So I tried calling him that all last night during my three middle of the night feedings and it wasn't working for me. So I told Scott this morning at about 7. So I tried calling him Caleb and that was a no go when finally Paul stuck. So we have a beautiful baby boy named Paul Thomas Evans. He is just perfect. He is a really good baby and we are really excited to be home and happy with our family of four.
It was really amazing to me how it really did matter what we named him. At first I thought whatever we chose would just stick but I must report that that is not the case.
Okay so enough with that, it is SO great to be home. I am feeling pretty good but quite sore. My sister Andrea flies in tonight and she is going to stay for the week and my mom will be here to help next week so that will make adjusting to having two kids a bit easier. Thanks to everyone that has called, I have loved it. Keep calling it is really good to hear from family and friends. Enjoy the pictures....

James Edwards Evans is finally here!

Well, let me take a step back for you, and take you back to January 12, 2008 - 2:00am. Tiffany woke me up with contractions 5 minutes apart, but no worry, we've done this before. Tiffany knew they were the real thing because of the pain, but she also knew we were several hours away from going to the hospital, so I went back to bed - she on the other hand couldn't. 8:00 am rolls around and Katie is up, we're both up and the contractions are steady, so we decided to go on a walk. We had breakfast at Burger King - and yes, I had coupons - then we walked home and got here around 9:30am.

I then came upstairs and slept while Tiff did something on the computer - remember the husband's role in the birth of his child can be just as straining on him as it is on the mother, and I wanted to be at the top of my game, plus, if we ended up not going I had a full day of work.

Well, time to get ready for work rolled around and Tiffany didn't feel it was necessary to have me stay home with her, so I went to work. Blah, blah, blah, I was at work, and finally came home to Tiffany a little after 5:00 pm because she felt it was time to go to the hospital. So we dropped Katie off with some friends of ours (Scott and Jamie Thompson) then went to the hospital.

We checked in and the lady who admitted us looked at us funny thinking that Tiffany wasn't really in labor with how calm she was, she also didn't like my jokes (I guess there's a first for everything). Well, we went into a room, and they hooked T-diddy up to some monitors and then checked her. Her contractions were 3 minutes apart and she was 90% dilated, and 5 cm. Great news! We didn't have to go home. Bad news! His head wasn't down low enough. They sent us to another room for the delivery - I turned on the Patriots/Jaguar game while about 7 RNs and Doctors came in to give Tiffany ultrasounds to find where the baby is. Well, long story short, his butt was where is head was supposed to be. No, he isn't a butt head - but he was breach, so we had to do a c-section.

Tiffany started to cry, I held it in trying to be strong because that's what men are supposed to do right? She wasn't scared about the procedure, but worried about how she was going to take care of Katie, I on the other hand was worried something was going to happen to her.

Well, as you can see from the pictures, it went perfect. He still came out butt first, but what can you do? I was able to be in the room while it happened and took some stellar pictures, some too graphic for young eyes, but really cool none the less.

We decided on James Edwards Evans if you didn't already know. James is the first name of my (Scott) mother's father, and Edwards is my (Me, Scott again) father's middle name, and Evans is after my parent's last name, and my dad's parents as well, and ... we'll if you need me to go further, email me and I can draw you a family tree.

Katie and James met for the first time around 1:00 pm today, and Katie loved it. She wanted to hold him and love him, and she's going a great job as a big sister, she even supports his head. At that age the biggest problem is loving the little one too much, and Katie is doing that. He doesn't know how to play with her yet, so when she tries to do patty-cake with him, he just cries instead. She also is obsessed with pointing out his nose over and over again. I don't think she realizes that Tiffany and I are well aware of where his nose is - as a matter of fact we can name more body parts than she can. When we James started to get hungry I tried to take him from Katie, and she screamed and cried and held on to him even tighter. She loves having a REAL baby in the house, and we are excited to have kid'S'.

Well, if we haven't called you I am sorry, with 15 kids in my family and 10 in hers and the million friends we have - we won't be able to call everyone, but if you want to call us feel free, we'd love to hear from any and all of you. You can call me at (208) 608-8496 or Tiffany at (208) 608-8476.

Hope all is well with everyone.
Go Jazz