Thursday, July 8, 2010

Outer Banks in North Carolina - Part 1

I had what has to be one of the best vacations ever.  The only thing missing was Ryan.  Madre, Erin and I along with Landon spent 8 glorious days on the Outer Banks in North Carolina. 

Erin, Madre and I started planning this trip before Landon suddenly arrived and I decided not to cancel, but to bring him along. And I'm so glad I did.  He was such a good little baby and it was fun to have Madre and Erin spend a little more time with him.

Mom and I left on Saturday morning and stopped in St. Louis, Nashville and then finally landed in Norfolk.  Landon did pretty good on the flights.  He did have a blow out on the first leg of the trip, and many, many spit-ups, but he never did cry on the flights which was a relief.  Mom and I got in, got the rental car and went shopping for food for the week at midnight.  The pickings were slim as Madre would say. The store shelves were quite empty and we were super hungry so we wanted to buy just about everything they did have.

The next morning we picked Erin up at the airport. She had a bike race the day before so she took the red eye and flew all night.  We stopped at church in Chesapeake and then made the drive down.  We found our rental house, checked in and cranked up the air.  It was SO HOT and HUMID! We started wondering if we were going to be miserable all week long.  Later we found out that it was way hotter than normal and a record high had been set that day. 

Our house was 10 feet the from the water...not the ocean, just on the sound side. But the sunsets were amazing across the water.

We unpacked, napped, and took a walk that evening down to a pier and watched the sunset and then were attacked by mosquito's.

The next day was our biggest day there.  Lots of plans, from 7am until late that night.  We drove down to the Southern part of the Outer Banks (about 1hr drive) to Cape Hatteras.  Our first adventure was to climb the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse.  Mom and Erin went first while I waited below with Landon.  Erin climbed down and waited in the entry way and then climbed the 268 steps again with me.  It was the perfect day to climb as it was overcast and cool.  I can't imagine climbing up that many stairs in the heat of the day in August. Ugh...

Next we drove down to catch the ferry to take us across to Ocracoke Island.  We waited about an hour for our turn on the ferry.  Then the ferry ride was 40 minutes.  We saw an island that Trent might want to buy, it might be all he can afford. I had a picture, but I'm not sure what happened to it.  It was about 50 feet by 20 feet and on the ferry ride back it was under water.

Once across, we stopped to see the famous Banker ponies. One was sickly, skinny and had a huge sway back.  

 We had a delicious packed lunch and then went down to see/find the Ocracoke Lighthouse.  And after Cape Hatteras, it was not as impressive.  First, it was hard to find.  Second, it was really hard to find. Well we found it by driving towards it, it was hard because there were NO SIGNS to point the way and it is in a total residential neighborhood.

We went to the Blackbeard museum, but decided we didn't want to pay the admission for something that was probably going to be lame.  Instead we hit a few tourist stores and bought a magnet, playing cards and a thimble.

We headed back and went to Roanoke Island to see the play the Lost Colony.  First we waited forever for the only available parking spot and then had a nice dinner of bagel sandwiches in the park next to the Roanoke Marsh lighthouse. 

Then we headed to the play.  I needed to change Landon's diaper, but there was no place to do it at the play. So I walked back out to the visitor center, but it was closed. I ended up changing his diaper on a picnic table on the parking lot.  So as cars were pulling in for the play, there was my cute baby with a super poopy bum, back, legs and yes even feet on a picnic table naked while I tried to swat the mosquito's away from him in between wiping all that poop off.  It was quite the task.  We actually had extremely good seats at the play. It was an outdoor amphitheater and we were on the 8th row, center section.  Mom made sure we had an isle seat. I was really worried about Landon fussing and being up so close to the front.  But we did okay. I just had him in the Baby Bjorn and he slept most of the time.  There were all kinds of loud noises during the play, music, guns, etc and he startled and started to cry several times, but I was able to calm him down before he was too loud.  It was a really good play and I must have dozed during this part of my US History class because I didn't remember learning anything about the settlers that disappeared on the island. By the time we got back to our house it was 11pm and we had been gone since 7am.  We were tired, but what a fantastic start to our trip.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

I'm so behind in posting...and I'm getting ready for little Landon to go with me to Utah for a few days.  Ryan gets left home alone again.

Here's another picture of just how cute he is.  This was during our Outer Banks vacation.  He was such a good little kid for that trip. 

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Outer Banks vacation

I just got back from an awesome trip with my mom and my sister Erin.  We had a house on the water for a week and it was fabulous.  Ryan had to stay home and work :(

More details to follow.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

What a smile

Here is the little cutie after spending the entire afternoon spitting up large amounts of liquid ALL OVER! I had a basket of laundry that I needed to fold, but I kept pulling outfit after outfit out of it. He must have gone through 4 or 5 different onsies from the time I got home from work at 1pm until he went to sleep at 8pm.  But he was so cute and happy after each big spit up!

Friday, May 14, 2010

Little Prince

Isn't he just the cutest thing ever? He is starting to smile, big smiles with fun cooing noises.

And he loves his bathtime.

Well, he loves his bathtime until it's time to wash his hair. He is not so fond of that.

He just loves to cuddle and snuggle with Daddy


Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Landon at work

Ryan and I did a drop off at work this week. Landon got to spend a few minutes with me at work while I finished up some paperwork.

He is very popular at my work. The residents love it when I bring him in. And it makes me happy that it makes them happy.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

The woman who made me a mother

I don't feel like today was my first Mother's Day. However, today was the first Mother's Day that I didn't spend with a headache from crying so much. Today was the first Mother's Day that my arms weren't empty. Today was the first Mother's Day that didn't have to force myself to go to church. In fact, today was my first Mother's Day that I didn't have an emotional breakdown while in church. In fact, I really didn't pay much attention this week to the fact that is was Mother's Day. Usually, I start worrying about it weeks in advance. I usually start planning weekend getaways and my game plan for dealing with the heartache this day brings. I like to away from home on this day so I can go to church somewhere else where nobody knows my story and I don't have to hear "It will happen someday for you". In fact, due to my lack of attention to Mother's Day, I forgot to send my own mother a card. (Sorry Mom).

I asked Ryan if he felt like today was my first Mother's Day. He replied "No, I've always thought of you as the mother of my children". And that brought more tears to my eyes.

So I went to church today and I stayed for all of church today. First time in at least 7 or 8 years. I did get teary during the meetings. First because I was holding Landon in my arms. And second because I still feel that longing. Longing to be able to create life. But those thoughts soon gave way to thoughts of gratitude for Ashley. This is the woman that made me a mother. Because of her, my arms are no longer empty. She choose us to be Landon's parents.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

another week, another poop story

A few months ago Ryan and I had big plans for our 10 year anniversary. Chicago, Seattle or Maine, but Landon came and that was the greatest anniversary trip/present ever. But that meant we spent our anniversary covered in spitup and poop which is fine, just different from Chicago or Seattle or Maine. However, Ryan gave me the greatest present ever that day. He took Landon and let me go to sleep at 6pm. It was heaven!!!

The next day he took me to dinner at Cafe Rio in Denver and we stopped by the Joann's that was close. While in Joann's Landon really started stinking. We knew we needed to find somewhere to change him. My preferred place to change a diaper when out is in Target. We couldn't find a target close so we stopped at McDonalds. Usually McDonalds is an okay place. Ryan decided to wait in the car while I ran in and changed him. I get him out of the car seat an start pulling his clothes off and realize there is poop all over, up to his shoulders! Yes, he has poop on his shoulder blades! It is going to be near impossible to get his clothes off without getting poop all over him. I get Ryan to come in to the womens' restroom and help me get his clothes off. Oh and the best part is, there is no paper towels in this restroom. Only air hand dryers. I convinced the workers to give me some of their precious papertowels to put down beneath him after I refused to use napkins.

So we managed to get him cleaned up and dressed in the spare outfit, but there was some poop left on the changing table. I went to ask the workers for some cleaning supplies so I could clean it up. They said they would do it for me. I feel a little bad. We weren't even paying customers. And that is our poop story for the week.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Little Landon

Little Landon turned 8 weeks on Friday. Isn't he a cutie?

He's started sleeping for 6-8 hours at night. Usually from 7 or 8 pm until 3am. Which is SOOOOOO nice. Now if I can just train myself to go to bed at 7pm then I will be really good.

And this is what our kitchen counter looks like.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

10 years ago today

It might sound so cheesy and trite, but it's true. I can't believe it has been 10 years. We had talked about doing something fun for our 10 year anniversary. Ryan wanted to take to Maine to see lighthouses (one of my dream destinations).

We talked about going to Chicago or Seattle or even on a cruise to Mexico. But that will have to wait. Landon changed those plans for us and we are happy he is here. After 10 years, it is finally a little family of three.

And this is just because I wanted to laugh at my siblings.

Monday, April 19, 2010

For my sister who won't talk to me until I post some pictures

This is for you my dear sister ( I will not give your name for the internet world to know that you refused to answer my questions or talk to me until I posted pictures). BUT YOU KNOW WHO ARE!!!!!

I thought he would hate it. I thought he would be screaming and thrashing about the entire time, but as it turns out he liked it. He didn't scream. He didn't thrash about until the end. He just sat there and let me give him a bath. Maybe this is indicative of how he will feel about baths in the future. Who knows, but I do know this one was not very traumatic which was nice for my sanity.

When he was born he had curly hair, but it straightened out after a bit. Turns out, it just needs to get wet and the curl comes right back.

We both survived his first bath.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Reminder of the gift

Every time I see this picture or even think about this picture, I get teary. Even now, I start tearing up just thinking about it. We were able to spend some time with Ashley, Landon's birth mom, in the hospital. She switched rooms a few hours after Landon was born. We walked down the hall to visit her and as we got closer I saw something on the door frame. When I was close enough to see it, I gasped and started crying. This simple picture on her door frame said it all. I was the recipient of her gift. Tears started rolling down my face (just as they are now). I walked down to the end of the hall and took a few minutes to compose myself before we went in to see her. This was another moment when the magnitude of the gift of adoption hit me.

Ashley is an amazing woman. She is strong, courageous, brave, selfless and wants only the best for her children. Every day I think of her and every day I talk to Landon about her. I talk to him about the amazing gift Ashley gave us. Because of her, I am a mother. Because of her, Ryan and I have a son. Because of her Landon will have two mothers who love him. Because of her, Landon has life.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

More of Landon

Life has sure changed for us...but in good way. Let's start with some fun trivia...Landon had his 2 week appointment on Saturday. He was 8lbs 2 oz and 19 inches long when he was born. His discharge weight from the hospital was 7lbs 15oz. Take a guess what his 2 week weight and length was...okay, take a guess...okay, are you ready for the answer?

9lbs 8oz and 22 inches long!!!! Can you believe it? No wonder he doesn't fit in newborn clothes. We love our doctor and she said he is very, very healthy.

Ryan's parents arrived last Saturday and spent the week with us. It was nice to have some extra hands for the night time feedings. They left yesterday so this week will be the first week for us home alone with him. Should be fun!

He spent his first few nights at home in a diaper changer thing with a towel beneath him. We got him a crib and dresser/changing table from Craig's list.

His cord fell off on day 8 and we gave him his first bath during the week. I was expecting him to scream the entire time, but he didn't really fuss that much. I think he liked it. And his hair turned curly, curly, curly!

So far he's been a good sleeper for us and a very healthy eater!

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Did I mention I love my siblings?

The Beck kids - August 2009

Wish I lived closer so I could see these people more often. Can't seem to get enough of them.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Welcome home party for Landon

We had a welcome home party for Landon to introduce him to our families. It was a great afternoon/evening.
Finally a family of three!

Abby was excited to hold Landon who she has named baby Santa. After a while we convinced her that Landon was his name, so she said that Santa could be his middle name.

I love my family and wished we lived closer. Trent wasn't quite sure about holding Landon, but we coached him through it. Love my siblings (just missing my youngest brother Kade)

There is something to be said about sisters. I absolutely adore each and every one of my sisters.
Jackie and Jazzie were excited to meet their cousin. They were adorable holding him together.

**Thanks to Luke for taking all the pictures.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Most people have 9 months...

Most people have 9 months to prepare for a baby. Sometimes a baby will come early and shorten the preparation time, but the majority of the world has 9 months.

We had 9 days...just 9 days to prepare for this. Although we have been waiting for years and years, 9 days is just not a lot of time.

Landon Kyle Jacobs
3/5/10 at 1:58pm
8lbs 2oz and 19 inches long

We have the most amazing birth mother ever. She is an amazing woman who we hope will always be a part of our lives. We are so grateful and humbled that she chose us.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Getting ready

I'm getting ready to spend some quality time with my favorite girls!

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Ugly sweater contest

We had the first ever ugly sweater contest at work on the 24th of December. There was a small problem with it. All the residents loved our sweaters...and some were pretty ugly.

Mine for example, have different colors of ribbon woven into the sweater with decorative beads. But the residents loved it!!!

I've already started looking for my sweater for next year.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Football and the Ballet

Ryan loves BYU football, actually loves is an understatement. He is devoted to BYU football. So when BYU recieved their invitation to the Las Vegas Bowl, Ryan already had plans in place. His Dad flew in from Southern California and they met up in Vegas for the big game. Turns out it was a good game to be at. BYU won by a lot and Ryan was very happy.

He flew back the next day to a blizzard here in Denver. His flight was delayed leaving Vegas and I was worried he wouldn't make it back. Afterall, he had bought me tickets for us to see the Nutcracker Ballet for the day after the game.

He made it back just in time and we inched our way along from the airport to the Perfoming Arts Center in downtown Denver.

I have never been to a ballet, but we used to watch the Nutcracker on PBS at christmas time. I absolutely loved it! Ryan on the other hand, well, I'm not sure he will ever want to go again with me. He was okay as long as the men had costumes on over their tights but once the men starting dancing around in the tights, well, it was all over for him. He wanted to know where one could buy tights that accentuated the muscle tone of the backside. I know what to get him for his birthday :)

Monday, February 8, 2010

A fantastic end and a new beginning?

January 24th was perhaps a landmark day in our marriage. That was the last Sunday that I would have to work (at least this year) and it also marked the most amazing culinary achievement that I have yet witnessed from my dear wife. To clarify, Carrie can cook very well at times but mostly she lacks the motivation to cook for just the two of us and sometimes she can get distracted which can affect the results. The entire time I was working on Sunday she would cook so that when I got home at 7:00 we could have dinner. It was my favorite meal of the week because I would just walk in the door and sit down to eat. Each week when I'd come home as I got out of the car I could smell from the garage what we were having for dinner.

As I got out of the car two weeks ago there were various smells in the air so I couldn't really distinguish what was on the menu that night. As I opened the door to our kitchen I realized that not only had Carrie cooked dinner (which was lemon chicken) but she had also baked a loaf of zucchini bread that she'd said she was going to make ever since we shredded up zucchini in the summer. Most women might be saying, "what's the big deal, she made some bread and cooked dinner." Here's why that is so significant. Carrie can juggle 20 things with one hand normally. However, once she crosses the kryptonite boundary into the kitchen she loses all her powers and seems lucky to avoid burning herself. OK, that might be a bit of an exaggeration but it really was quite an accomplishment for her to cook and bake for the same meal and she made both things to perfection, the chicken was probably better than I've ever made it and the bread was moist and delicious. That one night gave me hope that once we have a family and Carrie stays home, there might be more where that came from.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

My trip Part 3 - the adoption scrapbook

A while back I received an email from my Aunt Karen about an adoption agency in Utah, Heart to Heart adoptions. Aunt Karen works at a hospital and knew several people that had used this agency and had heard good things about it. Within 1 week, her sister, my Aunt Norine also sent me an email to tell me about her friends who had used Heart to Heart adoption agency and didn't have to wait very long for placement. How crazy is that - and I don't think either of them knew they were both referring me to the same agency. (Aunt Karen, Aunt Norine - is that right?)

Ryan and I talked it over and decided to see what it would take to start with this agency. We wanted to keep all our options open as we would love to have a family and would just be peachy happy to have many kids.

We met with a worker back in August and started to pull together the paperwork we needed. But the blasted adoption profile was hanging over my head. I was intimidated by it. I was scared. I had done one before, but this was different. Since my first one, I had heard too many stories about birth mothers picking their family because they fell in love with their profile scrapbook. Talk about pressure! I think I psyched myself out and it just got to be too much. My sister Crescent and my madre offered to help me make it while I was out there visiting. The previous weeks I had spent hours and hours debating about the colors scheme I wanted, what Ryan didn't want, something simple, but not dull, something cute, but not overboard and showy. Finally I purchased the supplies along with some different accent options and I packed it all up.

Mom and Crescent were great to help. And it was fun! We got to talk and I had somebody else to make decisions and tell me it didn't matter if this picture was 1/2 inch to the left or right etc.

So I took it home to finish. But I didn't finish it at home. When we went back a month later for my brother's wedding, my sister and madre helped me label all the pictures and hook everything to the paper. Thanks Crescent and Madre! I know you probably had other things to do, but It was so nice of you to help me out. I just wanted it to be done. And now looking back, I love how it turned out. I wish we had made an extra one for Ryan and I to keep (we made 3 for the agency). But I'm not sure I want to make another one.

Cover with the cute ribbon bow

And there it is. Would you choose us if you saw this?