Where has time gone? Tripp is now two months old weighing in at approximately 15 LBS, he like's to smile, carry on conversations, tries to stand and squirms like a prairie dog, he's my sweet little BAMBINO! We went up this weekend for our Smith reunion where alot of loosing in red neck golf took place, a pretty sick break dancer with her sugar lips husband by her side tore up the talent show, alot of laughing, and a feeling of letting the good times roll run through the soul, oh yea, it was fun! It was a pretty rough night for Tripp hardly any sleep and alot of tears. I called the doctor to see what was going on and was scheduled to go in around 2 this afternoon. We see the doctor and come to find out he had an ear infection, they had to draw blood to make sure everything was alright. It was pretty intense, I held Tripp's hands as two assistants tried to get his blood from his arm. For some reason his blood wouldn't flow, so one of the assistant started squeezing his arm to see if the blood would squirt out into the tube. I don't even know, I was pretty sure Tripp's arm was going to fall off, the color of it was like no other a deep dark purple nothing I've never seen before. Needless to say squeezing of the arm did no good and no amputation was needed.:) After awhile of that, that same assistant looks to the other and was like well maybe we should have the doctor do this? I smiled and agreed but deep down i was trying so hard not to cry/ or play scenario's in my head where you do exactly what their doing but to them and then come back to reality.:) Some how it makes you feel really good... ha, Yikes.. But it was hard seeing Tripp so sad and his face bright, bright red and just looking at me helpless... I'm like do i get a sticker too? Make it your a winner please?!.. The doctor comes in and tries the other arm and it's a success after the blood they gave him a shot of penicillin which topped Tripp off, he was so livid..! But as sweet as he is, at the end of the day, looking like a wrapped mummy with the band aids all over his precious body, he still had his adorable smile on his face!
What a sweet experience. We blessed Tripp the weekend of the fourth so that we could have most of our families there and it worked out. Matt blessed him and did a really good job. But the night before, oh boy, I guess whatevea i ate that day made Tripp have thee worst stomach ache. Matt and I were up all night, then finally around 3:30 4ish he farted so loud, no lie, I think people in Bali heard it. He then fell fast asleep.
Before I begin I have to give a shout out to Janna, Sherry, Celeste, Kami and April thanks for everything! HAPPY belated FOURTH! My brother in law Zack made all of us some pretty solid shirts I'm like dang bro you sure got skills. I love the fourth everything about it especially the parade, I think Tripp liked it so much that he slept through it all. We enjoyed fireworks, cousins, soda, hot dogs, hamburgers, softball games and the intense volleyball rally.
What an experience who would of thought bathing a week old baby would be so STRESSFUL!? I think i had a minor stroke. Luckily i was taught by a professional but when it came to me doing it myself i croaked!... Picture this I had it all set up perfectly like a new mom would; towel on the cabinet, his cute towel, the wash cloth, the powder, the shampoo, the lotion, his little outfit, i was set.... I put his adorable head over the sink to get it wet and and he starts wailing his deep 25yr. old cry Wahhhh Wahhhhh SIDE NOTE (I call Tripp my little SUPERMAN because he always throws his hands in the air bundled up in fist's like he's ready to fly and then i sing Superman's theme song DUN DUN DAH DUN DUN DAH DAH DAH DUN something like that... Anyways like all super hero's they have weakness and for SUPERMAN and Tripp KRYPTONITE is WATER he absolutely hates it! So i finish as fast as i could; officially washed and smelling delicious crying throughout the whole process i rush him to the bed to put the diaper on and right when i open the towel yea, you guessed it, pee flies all over this cleansed body and even in his mouth which made him stop crying until he tasted that goodness which made him cry even harder.. so I'm like oh crap do i put him back in the water or just dress him having him spell of pee? Contemplating on what to do i see his wet wipes and begin washing him down oh it was a nightmare! But all in all every super hero conquers their villains and Tripp conquered his first bath..Mission accomplished every limb is still attached and were both breathing:)!
May 30th 7:46 Saturday moring precious Tripp Matthew Smith decided to FINALLY come out and steal my heart right away. He weighed 9lbs 1oz 22in oh yea a MAN CHILD! I haven't quite been able to stop taking pictures or smiling or even fully understand that i have a baby especially when we go out and i forget to buckle him in and then five min later on the freeway i'm like oh shiz stop the car... but all i know is that i'm so grateful that he doesn't cry when i sing him his morning song:)... i chose something that wasn't to high so i wouldn't be to pitchy so... i sing him to the melody of "Happy Birthday To You" but say "Good moring to you" and he seems to enjoy it, thank goodness!