Ryan all dressed up with Dad and Mum
Ryan with his godparents, Vince and Kris
Adam, Ryan, Vince, Kristin and Kris

Weddings are fun


Our friends Vince and Kristin were married this weekend! They have been dating for seven years, so it was about time. We were all so excited for them. The wedding was wonderful and we had a lovely time. Ryan stole the show a little since he is the godchild of the bride and groom. On the way home, Adam and I admitted to each other that attending their wedding was the most fun we had had in a little while. It was good to be with lots of people our own age and just hang out, dance and have a great time.

The funniest part of the wedding was when the girl who caught the bouquet had to put the garter on the leg of the guy who caught it. Then, the DJ said he had to wear it all night or he'd be buying everyone drinks. It was so funny! The look on the guy's face was priceless. I wish I had taken a photo of that.

When we left, my feet were so sore from dancing the night away with Adam's friend Charlie (Adam's not a dancer, unless the song is slow enough for us to do the box step). The high heels I had on were, well, HIGH. We got home around midnight, after leaving Manchester shortly after 10 p.m. and we're still tired! But, it was a great weekend!

Coutning our blessings

Our day started very early today. I can almost say yesterday never really ended for me. We were at the McGee household for father's day and got home around 9:30. Adam started feeding Ryan while I took a shower and got ready for bed. When I was done, I took over for Adam so he could get to bed a little early. Mr. Ryan never actually went to sleep. He moaned and groaned all night and eventually started crying and could not be consoled. I couldn't figure out what was wrong. As long as we were holding him, he was fine. We even tried letting him "cry it out" just becuase we had no idea. And then at about 3:30 this morning, it dawned on me that, hey, the little man might be sick. So, we took his temperature and discovered he was running a fever of 100.6, which is a bit high for a one month old. So, off to the hospital we went (after talking on the phone with his doctor).

We were at the hospital for a long time... from 4:30 till about 1:30 this afternoon. They ran so many tests... the poor little man has had his heel poked, arm and hand poked -- all three for blood samples. He's had his temp taking quite a few times, had his eyes, ears and throat looked at. And, he had a spinal injection thingy to test for meningitis. Oh and he had a shot of an antibiotic just in case! Plus he's had a few doses of fever reducer. It's so hard to watch your baby suffer, though I will admit, this time I wasn't as an emotional wreck as the first time he had to get a needle. Adam was with me, which was so helpful. We took turns holding Ryan and taking a nap on the hospital bed. I'm glad Ryan isn't whimpering or screeming anymore and that, so far, all the tests have come back negative (they have no clue what's causing the fever).

The two male nurses at the hospital were wonderful! I love SMMC... they have the best staff... well, except for the guy who gives entrathecals. Anyway, the experience was a good one. I can't imagine how it would have been if the nurses were jerks.

I am glad Ryan was healthy for Father's Day. He loved being with his daddy. Together we made him a card for his first father's day and told him how much Ryan loves spending time with him. It's so cute how his eyes light up when his daddy comes home and how he loves to just be next to him. And I'm sure every wife says the same thing, but Adam is a wonderful daddy... he even impressed the nurses with his baby handling skills today.

And admists all of the stress today, I can still see that we are truly blessed. We have a beautiful baby, who is so good... this is the first time he's cried for anything more than wanting a bottle (and most of the time, he doesn't cry for that either, he just sucks on his fingers). And we're feeling blessed that this hospital visit happened while I still have my insurance that we consider "good" and not the one that starts next month with a super high deductible. While we're really tired, we're just counting our blessings today.

World Cup marks an anniversary

So, World Cup started on the 9th and we've been watching as many games as they are showing on ABC. We have no cable tv, and this is the only time I think we've really wanted it, but we're happy that ABC is carrying some of the games for us to watch. Adam's only seen one and Ryan and I have watched three of them. Ryan really likes them, or at least that's the way it seems. He gets wicked excited when goals are scored and makes grunting sounds when bad calls are made. I think sometimes he just likes watching Adam getting all upset about things.

Anyway this past week we celebrated our fourth wedding anniversary. We were in Ireland to celebrate World Cup that year. We wanted to be in Germany for World Cup this year, but having a baby changed that whole plan. Seems we are centering big life events around World Cup... I wonder what big life event will take place in four more years, though at this point, I won't speculate. Why we like soccer so much is beyond me. Maybe it's because it's more fast-paced than baseball, though I like going to baseball games, too. Go Cards! (yes my loyalties still lie in St. Louis where I saw my first baseball game in a staduim. Plus, Red Sox tickets are wicked expensive and it takes too long to travel there). I like hockey too, though mostly because you can expect an all out fist fight easily within the first three seconds of a game.

Anyway, back to the anniversary. It was weird leaving Ryan behind. My parents watched him for us, though I left strict instructions that he remain at home and not be taken anywhere else. It's not that I don't trust them, it's just that I'm nervous... he's so little and he's baby number one... it's expected that we be over cautious, right?

We didn't go far from home, but not because of Ryan, it was becasue Adam doesn't get home until 6 and if we had to drive a half hour, wait a half hour for a table and then eat and come home, it would have been rather late. I wish now, that I had agreed to meet him at the Steakhouse in Wells. We ate at the Back Street Grill here, which has ALWAYS had good service and great food, except for this night. All of our food (bread, appetizers, main course) were over cooked, which made it just that tiny bit unenjoyable. The wine, however, was great - Monkey Bay was the brand and it was a white wine, but that's all I remember. I didn't even drink it all because I am breast feeding, but it was good for the toast! Another note on the bright side was that we were able to talk alone and be together and that the Shain's of Maine ice cream was wicked yummy in the tummy. And we ended our fourth anniversary by watching some pointless show on television, but are looking forward to many more years to celebrate, hopefully with better food and always with Shain's of Maine =)

Our cutie gives a small grin for the camera! Isn't he just adorable?
Daddy reads to Ryan. It's "Go Dog, Go!" a great book read to Ryan while in the womb and now before bed.


Week three of motherhood has begun. I think I'm getting the hang of doctor's visits and night time feedings, two of the things I've struggled with in these first few days. My parents have been here, so Ryan gets to visit them early in the morning while I try to snooze a little before the day begins. Poor Adam has been struggling with the sleep aspect, but I think he's getting better at going to bed early and not waking up at every noise the little man makes.

It's been really neat to see Ryan just growing so much in the past few weeks. His face is getting fat and some of his clothes are getting too small. He eats like no other, but I'm told this will calm down soon. I know he's going through a growth spurt, so it's okay.

And surprises keep coming in the mail, for which I am so grateful. Cards and packages alike make my day so exciting. Thank you to all who have sent things recently!