tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67018778581313509992024-02-01T21:59:30.015-07:00The Brian and Megan Wells FamilyMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-71240101965257070592011-08-23T11:26:00.002-06:002011-08-23T11:55:14.202-06:00Back to the GrindHey everyone! We're back in Nebraska, and getting everything back to normal. I am absolutely loving having Brian back around, and the kids are getting used to daddy being back, too. Eliana is definitely still having some issues with Mommy being the only one allowed to comfort her, which has been a little hard on Brian, I think, but I expect that as we continue getting used to being back together as a family that it will ease up. Liam adores his daddy and mommy, and is letting Brian put him down for naps, though he does insist on Mommy for bedtime.
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<br />Brian started school yesterday, and we are looking forward to seeing how this semester ends up going. He's a little nervous about it, as he has far more responsibilities and classes, as well as needing to write up his internship practicum paper. His summer ended up really well, and he learned a lot working at NSF.
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<br />The kids are in their own bedroom. Woohoo! Yes, Liam does end up in our bed most nights for at least half of the night, and Eli likes to come wake us up at unreasonably early hours and cuddle, but hey, at least they start the night in their room, right? Eliana is working super hard on potty training, and as long as she doesn't have anything (read diaper or panties) on her bum, she uses the potty every time! Good job, Eli! Liam is working on being awesome. And by awesome, I mean that he sits up by himself, is starting to crawl, is getting his top two teeth (he already has his bottom front two), and insists that anytime we are eating that we feed him food as well. He loves guacamole, and honestly hasn't rejected anything that we've tried to give him. Though he's not super fond of plain old rice cereal. But he'll eat it if he has to. He's also the happiest baby in existence. I love his smiles!
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<br />As for me, I'm just working on settling back in. After my summer break, I'm looking forward to starting to do some crafty things again, and I have two quilts in the planning stages. I'm also hoping to do some canning in the near future, as there is an organic pick your own farm that should be starting peaches next week. Yum! I also plan on making some new curtains for our house, because the ones that the landlord put up are hecka ugly. Just taking them down is an improvement. I'm also going to try and convince Brian, and then the landlord, that the kitchen needs to be repainted. Because the entire thing, including the ceiling, is the yellow color of dried grease. Make me barf. And I want it to be pretty, so there. This weekend we will be getting our crib and dresser/changing station for the kids room! So excited!!! Thanks Mom and Steven! You guys are seriously awesome! I'm actually really looking forward to getting to put those together. Because I enjoy that sort of things immensely. Anyway, I really should get back to the kids and take over the laundry from Brian (that man is a saint, incidentally), so I shall chat with all of you lovely's later!Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-47646126785458765552011-08-20T20:29:00.002-06:002011-08-20T20:51:39.756-06:00I'm DYYYYIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!!!!!!Okay, just as fair warning, if you're easily grossed out by descriptions of terrible things happening to your bodily functions, or don't want to read about horrible things happening to lady parts, skip this post. No, seriously, you may not want to read it. I'm going to complain though, because it's MY blog, and I can. So there.
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<br />So I got an IUD again after having Liam to help with the postpartum depression issues and the fact that I was hugely terrified of getting pregnant again anytime soon. I thought, because the only problem that I had with the last one was improper placement, that if this one was placed correctly it would be the perfect birth control. I really don't know if I believe that anymore, and I'm seriously reevaluating the stupid thing. Firstly, I got a uterine infection. Apparently 30% of women with the mirena IUD get one in the first 6 months. I honestly didn't realize that was that high of a risk. So not cool. I found this out because I went to the doctor for feeling nauseated, having cramping, lower back pain, burning and swollen down there, hot and cold flashes all night long, and dizziness. Turns out the dizziness and nausea were from an inner ear infection though. So they diagnose the uterine infection, send me home with a prescription for antibiotics, and tell me all should be well within about 3 days.
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<br />Now, I know that antibiotics can do some nasty crap to you. So I went and got a probiotic to help with things. Problem is, you can't take it for at least 2 hours after the antibiotic, and I have to take that 3 times a day. So basically I can only take it right before bed, since it's supposed to be a once a day thing. So we're doing that.
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<br />Two days later, I have a yeast infection on top of the uterine infection from the antibiotics killing off all the good bacteria and leaving only yeast, which antibiotics don't kill. AND diarrhea from the antibiotics, leaving my entire pelvic floor feeling like it's on FIRE. I was seriously crying every time that I had to go to the bathroom, because I had killer everything. And I'm allergic to disposable pads. If I use them for more than about 5 days I get a horribly burny itchy rash from them. And I had to use them because let's face it, I don't want to get my cloth pads infected from the crap from the underworld and go through round after round of fighting this stuff. AND the hemorrhoid that I got from birthing Eliana decided to start acting up ALL AT THE SAME TIME. Literally wanted to die. I kid you not.
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<br />So I went to the store in the morning, got some yeast infection meds, and some yogurt because that is supposed to help against yeast and the diarrhea caused by the antibiotics. And then I stole my baby's diaper rash ointment (PS, shameless plug for the earth mama angel baby bottom balm: That stuff is AMAZING! and it smells good.) and am using that for the irritation from the diarrhea and the rash from the pads. Started the monistat, and began eating a scoop of yogurt everytime I go past the fridge. And then we hit evening, and the world decided to laugh at me one more time. Liam started glurping. Tons. I had completely forgotten that if I eat dairy, my babies throw up. And he is. Mind you, he's completely happy while doing it, and it's just spit-up, but he doesn't spit up at all as long as I'm not eating dairy foods. So yeah. I'm apparently going to just try to get through this the best that I can, and hope that things go better quickly. Especially since the antibiotic is decreasing my milk production as well.
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<br />All in all, if this ever happens again the IUD will be gone for good. As it is, I'd rather recover from childbirth, that was more comfortable. Heck, I might even choose to go through childbirth rather than deal with this many problems with the lady parts.
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<br />Someday maybe I'll look back and laugh at all this....Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-66208634613381234952011-07-17T14:23:00.004-06:002011-07-17T14:42:14.982-06:00A Summer of Trials and BlessingsHey everyone. Just thought I'd let everyone know what is going on with our family.<br /><br />As many of you may have heard, Megan and I are separated for the summer. I have an internship with the National Science Foundation this summer as part of my coursework at UNL. Unfortunately, we could not all go together to DC for a number of reasons. But Megan and the kids are with my family in Idaho and they are having a wonderful time playing with grandmas and grandpas and aunts and uncles and cousins. We have the opportunity to chat via video chat every night (thank you Google!) where we enjoying talking, singing songs together, and praying together. Technology, in this case, has been a tremendous blessing. I did, however, have the opportunity to fly home and visit everyone for Fourth of July weekend.<br /><br />Liam is four months now. He has already teethed two bottom teeth and is a rock star at rolling over. He currently is working on scooting. He is a genuinely happy baby and enjoys milk and is learning about rice cereal and applesauce. Liam loves chatting with daddy online (as well as chatting in general). He is a little chubbers and daddy can't wait to take him to his first baseball game and get him his own glove. (It may or may not be an excuse to finally get himself one.)<br /><br />Eliana is two and a half and lets everyone know it. She is extremely independent and loves Barbies, books, and helping to cook. Princess is her theme (go figure) and especially looks up to Rapunzel. Something to do with long hair. She loves to have daddy tell stories about Princess Eliana and he graciously develops fairy tales out of thin air. She also enjoys going to the park and playing in the water and on the slides.<br /><br />Megan is enjoying the company of family and enjoyed a trip to Provo in June to see the ol' Provo family and had a lovely time. Gardening has been her favorite thing (besides talking with her husband) with strawberry and raspberry picking in full force. Lettuce and tomatoes are on their way. She feels very blessed to be around family for the summer.<br /><br />I have been working hard on my internship with the National Center for Science and Engineering Statistics doing a lot of data detective work trying to work on some analysis. I don't have a lot of extra time on my hands but have gone out twice with a fellow student to see Washington D.C. and some of the sights. I feel very blessed to have an inexpensive place to live with some very nice (and nerdy) members.<br /><br />We will be getting back together near the middle of August and heading back to Lincoln to start a new school year. Mostly, we are looking forward to being together again. We have appreciated the lessons from this adventure, but our anxious to learn more together.<br /><br />All the best to y'all. Hope you are enjoying your summer.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-57628114803995659542011-07-17T14:16:00.002-06:002011-07-18T13:17:20.202-06:00Importance of Studying the Atonement<span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">From Richard G. Scott's April 2010 General Conference address:</span><br /><br /><p>There is an imperative need for each of us to strengthen our understanding of the significance of the Atonement of Jesus Christ so that it will become an unshakable foundation upon which to build our lives. As the world becomes more devoid of foundational standards and as honor, virtue, and purity are increasingly cast aside in the pursuit of appetite, our understanding of and faith in the Atonement of Jesus Christ will provide strength and capacity needed for a successful life. It will also bring confidence in times of trial and peace in moments of turmoil.</p><br /><p>I energetically encourage you to establish a personal study plan to better understand and appreciate the incomparable, eternal, infinite consequences of Jesus Christ’s perfect fulfillment of His divinely appointed calling as our Savior and Redeemer. Profound personal pondering of the scriptures accompanied by searching, heartfelt prayer will fortify your understanding of and appreciation for His priceless Atonement. Another powerful way to learn of Jesus Christ and His Atonement is through consistent temple attendance.</p>http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/04/he-lives-all-glory-to-his-name?lang=engBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-995999003823810712011-03-15T15:06:00.009-06:002011-04-09T11:15:48.452-06:00The Birth of William MichaelHello loveys! It's been about a month now since Liam was born, and I rather thought that I should write down the story of his birth. He's napping next to me in his bouncer seat right now, and will probably be up soon. Eliana, our proud big sister, is watching Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses, which her grandma Tutu, my mom, got her. I am immensely grateful for my mom's help and support, as things would have been much more difficult if she had not gotten here when she did. She had originally planned to come out on March 3rd, but we both got a prompting that she needed to come the week before, and she was luckily able to do so, for which I could not be more thankful. On to the birth story!<br /><br />On Sunday morning, I was woken up by some slightly crampy contractions. It wasn't a big deal, and when I got up they stopped hurting, and just felt like some pressure. Since that was what my contractions felt like with Eliana until I was 5 cm dilated, I was concerned that they might be the beginning of labor for me. We went to the hospital when they were 4 mins apart, but I was only at a 1. I felt that it was better to be safe than chance having Liam at home. That night I was woken up by painful contractions at about 3 in the morning. They were consistent and getting closer together until about 6 am they were 5 minutes apart and I called my doula to come over. Julia got to our house about the same time that the sun came up, and my mom woke as well. When the sun came up, my contractions spaced to between 15 and 20 minutes apart and stayed that way all day. When the sun went down again they went straight to 7 mins apart. I got a little bit of sleep but woke at 2 am with contractions again. This time they weren't as regular, and were far more painful. I woke Brian up partway through the night and had him help me through them, because I really didn't want to be alone like I had the night before. We decided to call the doctor when their office opened and went in to get checked on because I had been in labor since Sunday. (Note that this was Tuesday morning.) Dr. McNeely wanted to break my water and see if that would get things to jumpstart, but I wanted to wait and see if things would happen on their own as he thought Liam would be born within the next day regardless. I was at a 3-4 cm dilated and 80% effaced. I also knew that I wouldn't be willing to go past another 24 hours and that if I had the same thing happen that night, we would be going to the hospital regardless. After our doctor's visit, I went and got adjusted by the chiropractor, and that helped immensely, especially since I had been having a lot of problems with my pelvis and hips throughout the pregnancy. As soon as I was adjusted my contractions hurt far less, which was nice. They continued through the day at between 10 and 15 minutes apart.<br /><br />That night I went to bed at 10:30, and Brian came in an hour later after working on some homework. I woke up at 12:30 (so it was now Wednesday, March 2) and couldn't get back to sleep. I woke Brian up and we worked through my contractions together. At 2 am, my contractions went to 4 minutes apart and I knew that we needed to go to the hospital. We called Julia (my doula) and she came over, getting pulled over on the way. Luckily, she only got a warning, after telling the officer that she was headed to a birth. Meanwhile, I told Brian that we needed to go, and while he told me to wait a few minutes, Eliana cried out in her sleep "no, daddy, don't go!" and my mom woke up a few minutes later, came downstairs and told me that she had just dreamed that we needed to go. Needless to say, it was quite interesting that everyone in the house was either dreaming or thinking that we were going to the hospital at the same time. My contractions spaced out a little in the car on the way to the hospital, and by the time we were checked in were back to 4 1/2 minutes apart. We got the most amazing nurse, who was honestly an answer to my prayers. Her name was Nicki. I wanted to do everything as naturally as possible, and she supported us in every way. She suggested positions to try, some of which helped a lot.<br /><br />I tried the tub after doing some standing positions and some sitting on the toilet (which ended up being the best ways for me to labor). In all honesty, for this labor I HATED the tub. I think part of that was that it was a little cooler than I would have liked, but I also had a harder time relaxing through the contractions in the water. I think it would have helped if Brian had been in the tub with me, but I didn't ask him to get in. Maybe next time we'll try that instead. I had been 5 cm when admitted, and was 7 when I got out of the tub. Our nurse called Dr. McNeely at that point to let him know, and it turned out that he was already on his way, and had only 5 minuted to get to the hospital. I am so grateful that we got him as our doctor, as I believe that for our circumstance there couldn't have been anyone better. I got to an 8 pretty quickly, but I stayed there for a while. I'm not really sure how long, but it was at least an hour or more. Because I had been in labor for so long, Dr. McNeely was worried that my body was stalling, and I rather think that he was right. So first they put me in the most uncomfortable position possible, trying to make my contractions stronger. I was on my right side in bed, and Brian had to sit on Nicki's lap to get to where I needed him to be. Rather an amusing picture though:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge13uHkcAN9R2wkITepeRiwqA9Hyk3Lc5vPfmNIgcSL-0coTkb_5ACg14J9oxs95cZisqs47SasIkxpAPKKZ0k-typx7f95BezMYlZeCEnn4l4V0a89ZgpDFyFxAP7WR9u_w3CfMUhBKU/s1600/IMG_4034.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge13uHkcAN9R2wkITepeRiwqA9Hyk3Lc5vPfmNIgcSL-0coTkb_5ACg14J9oxs95cZisqs47SasIkxpAPKKZ0k-typx7f95BezMYlZeCEnn4l4V0a89ZgpDFyFxAP7WR9u_w3CfMUhBKU/s320/IMG_4034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593615203743868002" /></a><br /><br />Next they wanted to see what would happen if I pushed a little, as my water had still not broken and I hadn't dilated any more. This was actually the only point that I swore at, as it was really painful. Having someone check your cervix during a contraction while pushing a little bit is not fun. AT ALL. Unfortunately, pushing a little made my cervix start to swell a little bit, so they scrapped that idea quickly. At that point, Dr. McNeely was a bit worried because it seemed I had stalled, was utterly exhausted from 3 days of labor and very little sleep, and told me that we would need to do some sort of intervention, and that his thought was to do an epidural. I really started to despair at that point. Luckily for me, Nicki, our nurse, intervened and suggested breaking my water first, as I had told her how much I hated the way the epidural with Eliana had made me feel. Everyone left so that Brian and I could talk about it, and I was at the point where I felt as though my body had failed me, and that I might as well get the epidural, because there was a part of me that didn't want to feel it anymore. Luckily for me, Nicki talked to Dr. McNeely some more and he agreed that we would break my water first and then do an IV so that if I did want an epidural I could have one. Nicki also strong-armed me a bit into it, and I absolutely know that I wasn't rational at that point, and that it was the best thing to do. I'm really glad that they went for breaking my water first. After they did the amniotomy, I got up (rather slowly, I'll admit, as the contractions had just gotten a lot different) and did a few contractions standing and leaning on Brian's shoulder with Julia doing a little bit of pressure on my lower back and reminding me to relax. (Which was my favorite was to labor pretty much the entire way through). The birthing stool was suggested to me, as I had also been comfortable laboring on the toilet, and I said yes. They put it on the lowered foot of the bed, and raised the section behind it so that Brian could sit behind me and support me. It was a very long 3 steps to get to it, and I honestly didn't know if I could get up onto it for a few moments. Somehow I did (with quite a bit of help), and it seems like only moments until I was pushing. Pushing itself was a very intense experience. Not bad, just intense. I did end up doing some yelling while pushing, but it was very throaty and a bit growly. But loud. Because, after all, I am Megan. And Megan tends to be loud. Julia told me later that I sounded like a warrior. Which I'm quite okay with. It was something that I couldn't really control, anyway. I also really liked just pushing how and when my body told me that I had to. I didn't have anyone telling me what to do, and I don't think I could have actually listed to them if they had. Pushing only lasted about 10 or 15 minutes, and once Liam's head was out, the rest of him slipped out very quickly behind it, and he was passed straight up into my arms, where we dried him with receiving blankets and held him in arms for the first time. While we were drying him he peed on the doctor, which was a little bit funny, as Dr. McNeely couldn't figure out where the wet was coming from and we all realized that Liam had christened his arm.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR01FkVw7zinP2zfNsPIU14lD6KIYB7ynZjfPWETn7LYRjEbZuu0SeUqBskPWJYFndMNU_1C5aZrn27KArgQHv23GFM3nPrX22LJgepagYC6UztBRhu9ENaMOCGNfn6_9_gBMVq1A2c_4/s1600/IMG_4036.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR01FkVw7zinP2zfNsPIU14lD6KIYB7ynZjfPWETn7LYRjEbZuu0SeUqBskPWJYFndMNU_1C5aZrn27KArgQHv23GFM3nPrX22LJgepagYC6UztBRhu9ENaMOCGNfn6_9_gBMVq1A2c_4/s320/IMG_4036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593620949764414258" /></a><br /><br />Afterwards, Brian cut Liam's cord (which he didn't do with Eliana) and we (Liam and I) moved onto the bed proper to have some bonding and skin to skin time. At which point he decided to get meconium all over me. 3 times before we finally decided that he probably needed a diaper. Let me tell you, that stuff is sticky and a little hard to clean up. Liam weighed in at 6 lbs and 4 oz. After peeing and pooing, so he was probably slightly more than that. Which still makes me laugh. He also looked EXACTLY like his daddy. To prove it, here are the pictures:<br />Brian<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4HROiwlnizj3wgSS32JW3xongnqs9fEIU-uWfLwtScqHiZU45Urmcd7o4j5vKPm2ZsDJuB0VH_qAaXY6Q-EwiEkmAnOXuf1kvJGKqf2fsy7qUP55N6lUAK0dwa2JjmYqcUeoMSaTDvdg/s1600/Brian_atbirth.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4HROiwlnizj3wgSS32JW3xongnqs9fEIU-uWfLwtScqHiZU45Urmcd7o4j5vKPm2ZsDJuB0VH_qAaXY6Q-EwiEkmAnOXuf1kvJGKqf2fsy7qUP55N6lUAK0dwa2JjmYqcUeoMSaTDvdg/s320/Brian_atbirth.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593625103957492626" /></a><br />Liam<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkUW1xU2-oLA3rdvprfQwXUeXbdjULuc-ABHmcDAO5gYBtgYfPBXUL5zAdqvpPjINLWdKnWWT_JyyKJXqxns1vJxkg3oFUeTex15u0hQ13wuNMV8baUHrGk0a5NmDBnnKoKtPfs8fvEdc/s1600/IMG_4040.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkUW1xU2-oLA3rdvprfQwXUeXbdjULuc-ABHmcDAO5gYBtgYfPBXUL5zAdqvpPjINLWdKnWWT_JyyKJXqxns1vJxkg3oFUeTex15u0hQ13wuNMV8baUHrGk0a5NmDBnnKoKtPfs8fvEdc/s320/IMG_4040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593625645442630018" /></a><br /><br />Brian went and got my mom and Eliana not too much later, and that was rather wonderful. Eliana was so excited to see baby Liam. When a nurse came into the room that had not previously been there, Eli shouted: "No take baby Liam!" and put her arms protectively over him. Hilarious. <br /><br />As for me, this birth was a wonderful experience, and I wouldn't choose to do it any other way. I think that it helped me learn how much strength women truly have, and it was very empowering. I learned a lot about myself, and about my relationship with the divine. I know that God does not send his children alone into this world, and that we were watched over by angels at every step of the way. I believe that I felt their joy as I held my little boy for the first time. I know that Heavenly Mother is strong, because Her daughters are made in her image, and we are strong, we women. I also know that we are never given a challenge that we cannot overcome, especially as we seek God's help in our trials. I am so grateful that I was able to go through this experience at this time in my life. I learned so much, and I wouldn't have changed any of it. I wish that more women were able to realize the blessings that can come from having children in the Lord's timing and in the way that their body was designed to do it. I realize that not everyone wants to feel all that labor is, and I agree that it was very hard, but to me it was a very worthwhile endeavor, one that I think every woman can learn more about herself through. I also recognize that there are times that interventions are very needed, and can be lifesaving, and I am grateful especially that none were needed for us this time. Above all, I think that the most important thing is to go hand in hand with God and listen to the promptings of the spirit as we bring his precious children into this world.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Vu6Az9YuE_aAcnDjiAoAkvI5Mtp4uTLn8pa-Ub38A4wlbn_dxGMwesFGltxXl9anWxrOalcgRWCiy2Vvltc9zHOsNSEaeuv95ec4-6VRI7cO5ngBNPBv7PytkYp5F0TXgDjK5ZXTtJw/s1600/IMG_2729.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Vu6Az9YuE_aAcnDjiAoAkvI5Mtp4uTLn8pa-Ub38A4wlbn_dxGMwesFGltxXl9anWxrOalcgRWCiy2Vvltc9zHOsNSEaeuv95ec4-6VRI7cO5ngBNPBv7PytkYp5F0TXgDjK5ZXTtJw/s320/IMG_2729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593633595516083490" /></a>Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-78688036947280192012011-02-08T14:16:00.003-07:002011-02-08T15:12:10.801-07:00Long Needed UpdateSo we have been absolutely horrible about posting, I know. Life just gets busy, and in all reality, I'm not very good at making sure that I journal, let alone blog. Life is going pretty well for us these days. We moved out here to Lincoln Nebraska at the very end of July, and we've been here for I think almost 6 months? We found out just before we moved that we are having another baby! I am actually due a month from today. I can't believe that I only have 4 weeks left until my due date. I'm not counting on this little boy actually making his appearance on that day, but it's good to have a general idea of when to expect him. I'm sooo ridiculously excited to be having another baby. Eliana is getting extremely big these days and is amazing! I am finding more and more that she is one of the biggest joys in my life (though some days I think that she is also a challenge. Mostly because we are cutting molars right now). I have been keeping myself very busy with being a stay-at-home mommy, and am finding that I really enjoy it. So Eliana is 2 years old now, as of November, and we are going to be adding a little boy probably next month in March. Hopefully he will be in March, because my mom is planning on coming out and I really want her to be here for his birth. We are really excited about it, and I am hoping to be able to have an unmedicated and natural labor this time (I was induced and had an epidural for Eli). I wish that I could do a home birth with a midwife, but that is actually illegal in this state, and Brian and I decided that it was important to follow the law. We did a lot of praying about it, and we ended up finding an amazing doctor who I think will be just what we need for this birth. So I know that the Lord is looking out for us, and I am so grateful for the blessing of personal revelation in our lives!<br /><br />Lincoln is definitely a different experience. To be honest, I have a horrible love/hate relationship with this city. Firstly, it is crazy hard to get anywhere! The planning is just plain bad. Mostly because it is an old city that was never expected to be as big as it is. The newer parts are easier to get around in, but the older parts, you are lucky if there are two lanes each way in traffic. And don't get me started on all the one-way streets. It's enough to drive you crazy! People here are pretty friendly, but it has been hard making actual friends. We have some friends in the ward, and we are super happy to have them, but I really miss everyone back in Provo. It's hard making new friends. Our ward is small, but it's pretty good. I got called to be the primary chorister, and Brian is one of the counselors for the Elder's Quorum. We are enjoying our callings for the most part, and I absolutely love the kids in our primary. They are a joy to work with. <br /><br />Brian is doing really well in his Master's program. He really enjoys what he is doing and I am so happy that he is. He got a 4.0 for his first semester, and is working really hard this semester. We are hoping that he will continue to do as well. We are so blessed that his tuition is being paid for by an assistantship, and they actually externed him out to the state DHHS. That came with a pay raise, so no complaints from us. We are hoping that he will be able to write a paper for something that he is working on there, but there are no guarantees. We really want to make sure that he is able to get published again in his master's degree, because right now he is looking at doing a doctorate and it's easier to get accepted and funded if you continue to be involved in research. That being said, two of the papers that he co-authored during his undergrad have been accepted for publication! Woohoo! It is also extremely likely that we are going to be going to Washington DC for the summer for an internship for Brian with the National Science Foundation. We are just waiting to hear for sure at this point, and then we will be able to start looking for a place to live for the summer. Then we'll have to find another place here in Lincoln for next school year. Hopefully we will be able to find something a bit bigger than what we are in now. When we moved from Provo we lost 300 square feet, which is really a lot more than you would expect. Everything will depend on finances and what we can find though, so we will see.<br /><br />I have been keeping busy with a lot of sewing projects, and have finally finished with a pair of knitted shorties for Eli! Woohoo! It's taken more than a year to finish them though, silly me! I am working on a quilt for the new baby, which I am really excited about. One of these days I will have to post my project pictures. Not sure when though. I am also finishing a major purge of our stuff. We have way too much! So I'm going through and getting rid of the stuff that I know that we don't need. Of course, with adding a bunch of stuff for a new little one, we are probably breaking even on amount of stuff, but at least we won't have to haul even more around with all of our moving. <br /><br />So that is most of the major stuff that has been going on here in the Wells household recently, and here are some gratuitous cute pictures!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjepV7PDd-dboqygBbp7sfjilvHz5XzeNayh4YaifI8dVGWRn8ZV_DWN3yNkl8EFE5f1GmfRGKrHqbzcfqaCEDAfBvQ5JJs_QseSUkgyRplHJsB36tfPqMmlYJUc0Tn_CfHCwdwrtrVLCs/s1600/IMG_3798.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjepV7PDd-dboqygBbp7sfjilvHz5XzeNayh4YaifI8dVGWRn8ZV_DWN3yNkl8EFE5f1GmfRGKrHqbzcfqaCEDAfBvQ5JJs_QseSUkgyRplHJsB36tfPqMmlYJUc0Tn_CfHCwdwrtrVLCs/s320/IMG_3798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571444307984019906" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv9aXZDiWv0hztE-VZc1v9KXL10MqcJSfpTouRwD60zMbKraL7pvmwnau6-WMItcsfUACzo5OqSEvp4gk9HqP84MvzixSvnCSPem9bb2I8fxkBr6XEWwB8Uh_9bGLwJU7vo7rswJ-RLDQ/s1600/Week28Ultrasound.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv9aXZDiWv0hztE-VZc1v9KXL10MqcJSfpTouRwD60zMbKraL7pvmwnau6-WMItcsfUACzo5OqSEvp4gk9HqP84MvzixSvnCSPem9bb2I8fxkBr6XEWwB8Uh_9bGLwJU7vo7rswJ-RLDQ/s320/Week28Ultrasound.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571444304679840018" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir3Ym0M1LL3ofcg8NjWX_R0P05mKeAjaNqRiL0ih5joI2uwqABS4-RCdq9zolrTUhuMl6GF-gndgzAb-J4AVHxtZblv-CBWxxGICfsH1LJNLJAnbNV9aNyL202qzkOqrMxAvY8P2LrRb8/s1600/IMG_3912.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir3Ym0M1LL3ofcg8NjWX_R0P05mKeAjaNqRiL0ih5joI2uwqABS4-RCdq9zolrTUhuMl6GF-gndgzAb-J4AVHxtZblv-CBWxxGICfsH1LJNLJAnbNV9aNyL202qzkOqrMxAvY8P2LrRb8/s320/IMG_3912.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571444304753450738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI7RqcdfuwJgB0Z2S63Y-miSzNTwI4H5kLPG4RFN2uxmgaTp-XzFYAGwUTxiKnQpEy3iTGHqEpS-GhchQvAz6hPmOv12pPQOuF02SNqGRwU5VpIoog5DWhgQPI547-90WcF9UOgOlUlKc/s1600/IMG_3892.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI7RqcdfuwJgB0Z2S63Y-miSzNTwI4H5kLPG4RFN2uxmgaTp-XzFYAGwUTxiKnQpEy3iTGHqEpS-GhchQvAz6hPmOv12pPQOuF02SNqGRwU5VpIoog5DWhgQPI547-90WcF9UOgOlUlKc/s320/IMG_3892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571444300938192258" /></a>Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-27085659854352896972010-03-10T21:04:00.003-07:002010-03-10T21:12:01.092-07:00Graduate School Here We ComeHey everyone! Thought I'd keep the few of you who read here up to date. I have been accepted to the University of Nebraska-Lincoln's Survey Research and Methodology program for this Fall. So in July/August we will be moving out to Lincoln, Nebraska. They work hand-in-hand with Gallup and they've actually offered me an assistantship with Gallup as part of my acceptance. In short, grad school is basically paid for. I'm really excited about it.<br /><br />Hope all is well. We'll give you more updates soon.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-67069054297731516422010-01-03T12:56:00.004-07:002010-01-03T18:22:06.719-07:00Oh Eli-Boo, Oh Eli-Boo, How Lovely Are Your BlabingsHappy 2010 everyone! 2009 ended pretty well and we are doing wonderfully.<br /><br />I finished my second to last semester for my Bachelor's. It was a hard, difficult, frustrating semester but everything ended up okay. This Winter is my last undergraduate semester and is looking pretty easy. I took the GRE, and as a part of one of my classes became a ASQ Certified Quality Process Analyst. Applications for graduate schools are almost done for my top four schools from around the country. Hopefully we'll know in the next few months (we'd better!).<br /><br />Megan has been busy with all of her projects. She knit four scarves for Christmas and did an excellent job on each of them. She also wowed us with her culinary skills by making so many goodies everyone got fat and we couldn't finish them all (bon bons, fudge, caramels, peppermint bark, chocolate souffle, homemade white hot chocolate, etc etc).<br /><br />Eliana celebrated her first birthday and got three cakes out of the deal. Refused to get messy in any of them. (She's so prim and proper... hehe.) Eliana is learning more about her vocal cords. She is clearly saying, "Mama" "Dada" "Dog" "Car" "Go" and "No". She is an avid reader (just like mommy) and will sit and read 10 books in a row with mommy or daddy (though daddy doesn't always tell the stories how they are written).<br /><br />We spent both Thanksgiving and Christmas with the families in Boise. It was relaxing. Plenty of presents were got and given. Eliana loves playing with her aunt Amber almost as much as daddy. (Gasp!) Note from Megan: She likes Aunt Amber more than she likes Mommy sometimes, which is pretty much amazing.<br /><br />I have a new photo album on Facebook of our most recent adventures for your viewing pleasure.<br /><br /><span>http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=137139&id=505458532&l=de6be89a31</span><br /><br />Hope everyone is well. Have a wonderful start to 2010.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-73999272619424571512009-10-13T22:50:00.003-06:002009-10-13T22:52:05.799-06:00Eliana FloorWalkerIt's official. Eliana is walking! After months of assisted walking through the house and everywhere, she is finally doing it on her own. Enjoy!<br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/155011633532"><embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/155011633532" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><br /><br />"Impressive. Most impressive." -Darth Vader-Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-7248596146638535382009-10-11T16:56:00.003-06:002009-10-11T17:49:53.184-06:00A Masterpiece: Carrots and Peas on Highchair<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhycITJ-_BTA72D0_9eOonNUzzGfermqe-BeMn30cutOyUv1FT_WBO7ss0US-IER2hn2qFiq_Pe7OrD4poSnTO3VJ5SSRngf36HLIVvEH5LSgvdAMw7q_QRdVeG2a3F571wiqes9t3LmBU/s1600-h/IMG_2620.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhycITJ-_BTA72D0_9eOonNUzzGfermqe-BeMn30cutOyUv1FT_WBO7ss0US-IER2hn2qFiq_Pe7OrD4poSnTO3VJ5SSRngf36HLIVvEH5LSgvdAMw7q_QRdVeG2a3F571wiqes9t3LmBU/s320/IMG_2620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391492527696537602" border="0" /></a><br />Howdy friends and family. Our camera decided to divulge all of its photos today and we thought you might like to see some of Eliana and the family. An album has already been set up on Facebook which you can access here:<br /><span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=115291&id=505458532&l=d8b543a684">http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=115291&id=505458532&l=d8b543a684</a><br /><br />Some I didn't seem to include were our recent family photos (one of which is displayed in our living room) so here's a treat for you.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4k7O1_aFT9ypNSxhlR2GHe8wQnYWGhvT4bhAbWL4fHR3NvZ6Gm9H7ctl0FuQzZpS9waYDDSTQU_JqpdXF9sGxQKnc3-fK6kjENjUlAD2xqxdRteV3ROZyc_y_LUIZyU3_SgHH1txzIQM/s1600-h/IMG_2618.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4k7O1_aFT9ypNSxhlR2GHe8wQnYWGhvT4bhAbWL4fHR3NvZ6Gm9H7ctl0FuQzZpS9waYDDSTQU_JqpdXF9sGxQKnc3-fK6kjENjUlAD2xqxdRteV3ROZyc_y_LUIZyU3_SgHH1txzIQM/s320/IMG_2618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391492518472381602" border="0" /></a><span><br />We continue keeping busy. I am busy with lots of homework, research projects, consulting, and playing tour guide to Eliana as she walks around the house. It is amazing how much she has learned and grown over the last 10 and a half months. Megan is busy playing Mommy, making curtains for Eliana's room, and dealing with the baby who loves walking everywhere Mommy will let her. Eliana is growing like a weed with six teeth, hair that can actually support a bow (though Eliana doesn't support the bow), and a love for adventure and excitement (at least as much as we let her get into).<br /><br />Love you all and God bless.<br /><br /></span>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-949320236327732009-10-06T14:07:00.002-06:002009-10-06T14:25:16.395-06:00It's cool! It's hip! Isn't it?Cool Occurrence One:<br />Eliana started to walk this week. Unassistedly, that is. Her highest number in a row is something like nine. Now, these steps were not towards her mother, mind you. They were walking to her Aunt Amber, who is much cooler. The in-laws (whom I adore, incidentally), came down for conference this past weekend. Which was awesome, by the way. Eli loved playing with her Aunt Amber, enjoyed Grandpa, who looks a lot like her Daddy and Unc Jason, and liked Grandma until she scared her with noseblowing. Grandma thought Eliana didn't like her very much, but I think that Eli was just being herself. When someone really really want her to like them and play with them, she doesn't want anything to do with it. Take me, for example. If I am doing anything that distracts from Eli, she comes and demands my attention. The only reason I am currently writing this is beause she is napping. Now, if you want Eli to come do something with you, she will run away quickly. Unless you have something that she wants. In Amber's case, I suspect it is beautiful red hair that she can...play with? Pull on? Something like that. She loves to play with mine while nursing before bed at night.<br /><br />Numero Dos:<br />The toilet fairies fixed the toilet! Hooray!!! Since we moved in last May (approximately a year and a half ago), the toilet has had this little quirk where it runs constantly. While the girls all went shopping to find a homecoming dress for Amber, the boys fixed the toilet. I'm still not completely positive which all boys were in on it. I think just Dad, Brian and Jason. Anyway, they decided to let me figure out on my own that it had occurred. It was given away by the different flush handle. It wasn't until after it flushed that I realized that it wasn't running constantly anymore. I am super excited. Next up: Fixing the drippy sinks. Dunno when that will happen, but they need new washers. Badly.<br /><br />Cool Occurrence Number Three. Literally.:<br />Our heater isn't working. Our landlord went down on friday (?) to make sure everything was in working order to start using our awesome old heater (which I really do love, it's quite wonderful), and it seems the pump is broken. Which means no heat or moisture from our beautiful steam radiators. Sad freaking weekend. It's been cold, and I am so so so so so so so sooooooo grateful that Mom and Dad Wells lent us a space heater last winter. And didn't ask for it back. We've been using it for Eliana's room, and using the oven to heat the rest of the house. Needless to say, our bedroom is the coldest room in the house. Luckily the temperature has not been so cold that we have had to move in with Eli, although that may happen in the near future if fixing the pump takes too long. So if you want to pray for our heater, we would be okay with that. Our neighbors probably wouldn't complain either.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-17916297904852521322009-07-21T14:46:00.002-06:002009-07-21T15:16:42.630-06:00I wanna play with the magic eraser....*sniffle*I have decided that I should stop being a bum. This is going to be very difficult for me, but it is in fact what I am GOING to do. Now to just convince myself to give up fanfiction....<br /><br />The last couple of days have been fairly uneventful, with the exception of being somewhat more happy/productive than normal. We had JordyLeeny over for dinner on Sunday (homemade beef stroganoff in the crockpot-AMAZING!), JordyLeeny and Sarah for FHE on Monday (I suppose last night), and I learned to play SCUM, which is kinda funny because I was given SCUM cards for my birthday three years ago and did not ever use them until last night. Surprisingly, I enjoyed it. Soy el-Vice Presidente! Also, we had amazing deliciousness of yummy used bookstore goodness happen to us last week. My friend Marie (who is completely amazing, even if she does live at monkey headquarters) decided to get rid of a large chunk of her manga. She didn't want to deal with trying to sell it, so she gave to me (happy SQUEEEEE!!). I kept about 3/4 of what she didn't want, and took Ranma (poor confused boy/girl/panda) down to the used bookshop, where I was given in-store credit for used books. This combined with the loveliness that is a remodeling sale, and Brian and I ended up with 16 scrumptious books out of the deal. That's right, you heard me. Megan on cloud freaking NINE! This in addition to the Bookstore sale that Brian let me buy four books at earlier last week. One of which is a lovely slowcooker cookbook of yummy delicious goodness. Give me an excuse to have great food that is not labor intensive and I will take it any day of the week. Speaking of slowcookers, I also found a blog that tells you how to make yogurt in one. See here: http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-can-make-yogurt-in-your-crockpot.html .<br /><br />In other news, Eliana is a monster. Silly alien spawn, I love her, but she crazy. A week and some ago she fell and cut her gum open on the corner of our entertainment center, which scared the holy guacamole out of me - blood everywhere - and it has been steadily healing ever since. Well, I was looking at it to check progress yesterday, and lo and behold there is a little tooth creeping out of the slice. On the top. What happened to bottom teeth first? She also seems to think that boobs are for playing with. We are still breastfeeding at 8 months (only four more to go to reach our goal - woot!) and she delights in both trying to blow raspberries at her feedings or sucking in and pulling back to make a popping noise. NO BUENO!! Just because I feed you with them does not make them yours, little boo! She also seems to have decided that spoon feeding by mom or dad is not for her, no sirrah! Yesterday I tried to feed her lunch and she would have none of it, trying to steal the spoon from me at every opportunity, and trying to get the babyfood jar as well. She'd been fussy, alright, screaming angry, about us trying to feed her for the last few days. Apparently she has decided that she is an independent woman child and wants to feed herself. So for lunch today I gave her finger food and no problems whatsoever. Right after we stock up on baby food, no less. Gah, now what? I am considering letting her just have the bowl and spoon and see what happens, but I'm afraid. Very afraid. Brian, be warned, Eliana may be getting baths more often. Aren't you a lucky daddy?<br /><br />Also, I broke the swiffer handle off today. It was very upsetting. Stupid trying to mop the kitchen floor. I just want a clean house! In happier housecleaning news, the generic magic erasers are wonderful too! I used one to take scuffs off of wall and floor recently, and things came right off. Happy sigh. And Brian even cleaned all the dishes last night for me. He really is a wonderful hubby. Don't think I could have done better. Now to just buckle down and clean the bathroom floor. And the tub. And the ceiling in the kitchen. Don't ask, I don't know how it got dirty. I suspect that it was always that way and I have just recently started to look up. The tub just needs a really good pumice-ing. I still haven't found a cleaner that will take off as much hard water build-up as this tub has. Please note, yet again, much of it was there before we moved in over a year ago - I cleaned the crap out of the stupid thing multiple times and gave up because of the whole pregnant and new baby thing. Now that Eli is dangerous and moving (crawling and getting into everything - hooray baby gates for their magical containment properties), I feel that I can finally start getting more done. She's not quite as attached at the hip to me as she used to be. Oh, and we finally got naps figured out, although by the time I write this, she'll probably change it up just to keep me on my toes.<br /><br />Well, that's about all the random thoughts that I have right at the moment. I do hope you enjoyed this episode of the life of Megan.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-74030072811216229242009-07-12T16:49:00.000-06:002009-07-12T20:23:56.474-06:00Hawaii + Zebras + Crawling + Surveys + Office = Us?Brian here. Thought I'd do my customary stop-in and send everyone love, pictures, videos, etc. We've been really busy over the last month. So...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wells Family Hawaiian Adventure</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfZt7JqMzvAKsjSDzX_RMt6j3bnYWMzpcCZsmsNqMvC9ayoTLEqRXb4GSxEOY6x6i5oEoNcOV8aSHwFDplRkawArZ4rKYS7YAYjV5wSIDfBTbjOlWo1JDamTqlCIjX0dWrduu72EWHZE8/s1600-h/IMG_2193.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfZt7JqMzvAKsjSDzX_RMt6j3bnYWMzpcCZsmsNqMvC9ayoTLEqRXb4GSxEOY6x6i5oEoNcOV8aSHwFDplRkawArZ4rKYS7YAYjV5wSIDfBTbjOlWo1JDamTqlCIjX0dWrduu72EWHZE8/s200/IMG_2193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357753181241711426" border="0" /></a><br />Let me give the abridged version because there are a lot of details to why. So Megan's little sister Cherokee elected to move with their real mom in Hawaii, and Megan was asked to be a chaperon for the transition. Well, Megan wouldn't go without me, so... hence we had a beautiful week on Oahu.<br /><br />We enjoyed all the sides of the island. We went snorkeling twice (and Megan LOVED it!), we saw the Laie Temple, enjoyed local shopping (where we saw my cousin Heidi and her husband Craig), and went to a fantastic luau at Paradise Cove (AMAZING!!!).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7lVA-dbIUUVLC3GJOgVCh2wWxDaHwgJulxOzpVACelnQRcRErotF2U0_VamghjioDPPNerkZ0JtcrO8_X5vpeq2SXez2dlK5y55KhJVhFKHQYN7t6Og0OR_6tYq6XF6_W5Il9QRjz5mM/s1600-h/IMG_2230.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7lVA-dbIUUVLC3GJOgVCh2wWxDaHwgJulxOzpVACelnQRcRErotF2U0_VamghjioDPPNerkZ0JtcrO8_X5vpeq2SXez2dlK5y55KhJVhFKHQYN7t6Og0OR_6tYq6XF6_W5Il9QRjz5mM/s320/IMG_2230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357753562391998882" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Eliana was mesmerozied by the hula dancers (and who wouldn't be)<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2NqlEEDBUlloZ1xgvNFO1FF2g11uITHO3zKAcU21zFMPUvDe_Xwodch0I5GUU-MAunX73TdmStJ-0K1p9M4JFmVR7euSK0MEFNzG4E8lJVP0bgG6fTkNdBUfhXxRzYwiY-_vI5_j4x-s/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2NqlEEDBUlloZ1xgvNFO1FF2g11uITHO3zKAcU21zFMPUvDe_Xwodch0I5GUU-MAunX73TdmStJ-0K1p9M4JFmVR7euSK0MEFNzG4E8lJVP0bgG6fTkNdBUfhXxRzYwiY-_vI5_j4x-s/s320/IMG_2257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357753576632003138" border="0" /></a><br />Eli meeting her future husbands... I mean, the hula guys<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsA9xy0yn1LMKDQlqeISIrXrlEYSSX44eIjJ4vQpuYyeEDDEl1we8qwj5xdGpqUchrk4V2_2jUC-kQ3lMiJTC06PLtAJvoyM6DJLUmulBZA8Qn-d6H0hNhFhwYc8lCLhxdaAiN05dRqm4/s1600-h/IMG_2255.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsA9xy0yn1LMKDQlqeISIrXrlEYSSX44eIjJ4vQpuYyeEDDEl1we8qwj5xdGpqUchrk4V2_2jUC-kQ3lMiJTC06PLtAJvoyM6DJLUmulBZA8Qn-d6H0hNhFhwYc8lCLhxdaAiN05dRqm4/s320/IMG_2255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357753570197885138" border="0" /></a><br />Eli meeting a hula dancer</div></div><br />Great weather. Did wonders for our skin. Megan's step-dad made some awesome videos of parts of our journey, which I've linked for your enjoyment:<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Seeing Oahu -></span> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=itHJtemXaYI&feature=channel">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=itHJtemXaYI&feature=channel</a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Paradise Luau -></span> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDLPk5lD3pg&feature=channel">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDLPk5lD3pg&feature=channel</a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Fire Dancer from Paradise Cove -></span> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZSlNFudJVQ&feature=channel">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZSlNFudJVQ&feature=channel</a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">An Eliana montage -></span> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z0V66B0rx08&feature=channel_page">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z0V66B0rx08&feature=channel_page</a></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(or search oahusteve on youtube.com)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Independence Day starring a Zebra</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT2u0vpXXq62D_W1YxjoSEE5EW2H_tQIg4tZKMDfNkKlRSwseaXmDlbrH8T79EnYkk2MVss7lzM420wb1veuX3U-Fq2SJm5rSl6_Zk9j0flTO_lDcYqR6M3iJ4jhc-uTWCEDs-e7HKwD8/s1600-h/IMG_2379.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT2u0vpXXq62D_W1YxjoSEE5EW2H_tQIg4tZKMDfNkKlRSwseaXmDlbrH8T79EnYkk2MVss7lzM420wb1veuX3U-Fq2SJm5rSl6_Zk9j0flTO_lDcYqR6M3iJ4jhc-uTWCEDs-e7HKwD8/s200/IMG_2379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357757810366899506" border="0" /></a><br />Our 4th of July was great spending it with Jason and Megan (holla!), who are also moving down the end of the month (yippee!). We visited the Hogle Zoo the day before the 4th which Eliana loved... mainly speaking to the animals. (They did not respond for comment.) Fireworks were cool, and Eli just stared wide eyed.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Our Pride and Joy</span><br /><br />Then there's Eliana. She turns 8 months this week. Her last doctor's appointment put her at 18 pounds and 27 inches (right where she should be along the 75th percentile). Eli loves all types of food, especially if its off our plates. She loves vegetables, fruit, Cheerios, whatever's for dinner. In the last month, she has started a full crawl with the moving arms and legs, not the hopping around stuff anymore. We've taken a few videos. The first is from last week of Eliana and her favorite "Right Round" toy.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyJwCkNgWhO9wQ3OOub0tBJLQjErTgs5uYiMUzPVeaY-0h53rVid3P4pfgXgu_areh9-eYTXzlX9ROJAN8jFg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br />The same day she got her crawl on, she started pulling herself up on furniture (as seen below).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIFpSCkiJMJDcGdn1563kmZJQvScpI0S7UC_i2CHTmhFNHW8MM7NI0CFbcobqSpRdrrgvhJtOx9NWeEXUEOFz2-Cna_q_XxkQq2b9gjFewmgzcprL9Y0wGmX_ZrlL9K2jFSHQmlaKkqA8/s1600-h/IMG_2291.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIFpSCkiJMJDcGdn1563kmZJQvScpI0S7UC_i2CHTmhFNHW8MM7NI0CFbcobqSpRdrrgvhJtOx9NWeEXUEOFz2-Cna_q_XxkQq2b9gjFewmgzcprL9Y0wGmX_ZrlL9K2jFSHQmlaKkqA8/s200/IMG_2291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357752277750934818" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Now she walks along the table, the couch, the TV stand, etc. Walking, I'm sure, is around he corner. Here's another one, showing off her amazing "Table Walking" ability.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxuYVG0HrRm3zvIRpsrIdDPmpPNu8VsqA-Z7xADuSzmIQlEFAVtZE5Y31c9UP3BEQ0KLv-C3-FXZW_P6c6Bjg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br />Not a lot of hair or teeth yet. Words are not exactly words yet but the essence of "Mama" is there. But we're loving every minute seeing her grow. She's our little blessing. Happy as a clam.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">If Mama Ain't Happy...<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyT4M1x8TCpBQUcQ3WXrIQ5pf1xFzDYc1llm3kpcwNCdYMwNfGJIkrkHapwEKC7efgUX9t7iUBFxCtCrbAGvfHPUvPVGsM3ZCRiBi7o1E4aybCaM3lkwQXBWMcIpSyjB3acspvSjU8-TA/s1600-h/IMG_2285.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyT4M1x8TCpBQUcQ3WXrIQ5pf1xFzDYc1llm3kpcwNCdYMwNfGJIkrkHapwEKC7efgUX9t7iUBFxCtCrbAGvfHPUvPVGsM3ZCRiBi7o1E4aybCaM3lkwQXBWMcIpSyjB3acspvSjU8-TA/s200/IMG_2285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357758667800429970" border="0" /></a><br />Megan is loving being a mommy and seeing all of Eliana's growth. She's been doing some online surveys to make a little extra money during Eli's naps. Her garden is flourishing with huge squash plants and huge tomato plants. None to eat yet but the babies are all over. <span>Cooking new foods and eating healthy have been her recent goals. (I'm working on the liking a vegetarian meal, still. I'm just stubborn.) Of course, she makes wicked desserts (banana pudding, cheesecake, etc. drool. etc. drool.)<br /><br />She's recently a Class A residential house finder (for Megan and Jason), a Class A wedding invitation designer (for Chris and Miriam's wedding, which were phenomenal), and a Class A "squee"-er (thanks to Erika, who stopped in from Michigan, much to Megan's enjoyment). She's been putting her major to use by getting to redecorate some of the house including a new love seat, new shelves, new lights, new curtains. She's really made it feel like our home.<br /><br />And by the way, I'm still utterly, completely in love with her (2 year anniversary next month).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Brian, Resident Statistician<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjou_MXSSLezhGSuLSySzBM9SnUy1gPDUKPT2M6jaZ4Pn3gNQtzkeGMOhEB6F7fWtUuU7YvDgvirIKuADAeCs456sgljKArwCLmqNRfu2Dgx84y_7rqESXZbsdGqXIw4N663WTHw131hoQ/s1600-h/IMG_2209.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjou_MXSSLezhGSuLSySzBM9SnUy1gPDUKPT2M6jaZ4Pn3gNQtzkeGMOhEB6F7fWtUuU7YvDgvirIKuADAeCs456sgljKArwCLmqNRfu2Dgx84y_7rqESXZbsdGqXIw4N663WTHw131hoQ/s200/IMG_2209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357761098173327362" border="0" /></a><br />So, epic fail. When I wrote my title, I spelled "statistician" incorrectly. I'm totally going to succeed in this field. **droops head in stupidity**<br /><br />Anyways, I'm just working full-time for FHSS Research Support doing statistics for the College. It's been slow, with the occasional grad student or professor, but I've been learning a lot. The big things going on with me is getting ready to decide if it's time for grad school or a "real" job. I'm taking the GRE and my last grad-prep classes this Fall, so we'll see if I'm graduate school material. Elsewise, I'm just enjoying being a handyman for the wife with all her projects and playing with my little girl.<br /><br />Well, I think that's about it (give or take a 25 page dissertation). We want you all to know that our love is with you. We're loving our lives and invite any of you to stop by for a visit. Come see Eli. She would like it.<br /><br />God bless y'all.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-26099166800615319582009-06-04T09:01:00.000-06:002009-06-04T10:55:04.146-06:00Eliana's Sign and Mommy's Cloth Diaper LoveThe absolute coolest thing ever happened this morning! It completely makes up for the rough night that we had (Eli got up three times last night, one of them because it was too hot, and we haven't put the air conditioner in her bedroom window yet. We really need to get on that.). Anyway, so Brian got up this morning, changed her diaper as usual, played with her for a little bit, and brought her in and set her on the bed next to me so that he could start getting ready for work. I roll over, still slightly groggy, but happy to see her, and start saying good morning to my sweet baby girl. Well, all of a sudden she very deliberately makes the sign for milk. I was so excited! I've been using that sign when I ask her if she's hungry for a few months now, but wasn't really sure when she would start using it. There have been a few times that I thought that she might be trying, but it was not a definite sign asking for milk until today. So she made her first sign this morning, I grinned at her, and she grinned at me. Beautiful. It was cool, because Brian saw it too, and we were both amazed. And then I fed my baby milk.<br /><br />Part 2: Cloth Diaper Love<br />I love love love cloth diapers!! We are mostly using the BumGenius All-in-One One-Size organic diaper, with a few prefolds thrown in when we run out. I love them! We've been doing cloth for three or four weeks now (I think), and they are awesome! Nothing at all like the cloth diapers that our moms used. No pins (which is wonderful), and they now make flushable liners so that when baby starts solids and you can't just throw the poopy diapers straight into the wash anymore you can put in a liner and the poop shakes right out with the liner. Love love love. Occaisionaly we do miss putting a liner in when she poops, but that's what yellow cleaning gloves are for, right? So that you can clean up messes that you'd rather not touch with your bare hands. I feel like with using cloth I'm actually getting something out of diapering her, instead of throwing away 40 to 50 dollars a month. Of course, it is a big up front investment, but in the long run it does end up being cheaper. Especially when you consider that cloth diapers usually last through more that one kid. Yes, I'm a hippie. And I love it.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-67412173992754053712009-05-09T10:04:00.000-06:002009-05-09T10:34:20.516-06:00Four WordsSTAR. TREK. WAS. <span style="font-weight: bold;">AWESOME. </span><br /><br />Brian and I went to see it last night, and being who we are, we decided to dress up. I went as a Trill and he was a Starfleet Commander. It was basically awesome. Unfortunately we didn't get to go opening night, so we were the only ones dressed up, but I don't think that a lot of people here in Provo are into that sort of thing anyway. We got some very interesting looks, but my favorite was the old couple who walked by us and said "Hello Commander" to Brian and then looked at my spots and were like: 'Wow, you're a Trill!" and then he said "It was a Trill to meet you." Absolutely awesome. We apparently are young Trekkies, and they are old ones. It was funny though, because Brian's costume was super easy to put together, and mine cost 10 bucks at DI. We thought that it was hilarious, because any time that you see Star Trek characters dressed in casual clothes, they look like they fell into a rummage sale bin and came out dressed that way. Anyway, the movie was great, Spock was AWESOME (I absolutely love Sylar, and he was AMAZING in this role) Kirk was perfect, cocky enough that he was, well, Kirk, and intelligent enough that you really end up rooting for him. I'm definitely interested to see if they end up completely remaking the Star Trek universe now that they have created the alternate, but I'm not really sure if I want them to. It's a little scary to think about starting over. Anyway, I am really in the mood for some ice cream and The Next Generation, so I'm going to go drool over....that is watch me some Picard and Riker.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhROubCV7wjwo2X8jUidbsLLqymyzUD7woF-43uhEFjJKbjLuobEC2NmJ5vjWfuf42bmkVWn9x6xff8woAqpeigwDTKvOy_sx_eOjFw7vuTkI8RlaDLcHmh7GDQq2CVUZCrxQQqOsFe2g8/s1600-h/IMG_1659.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhROubCV7wjwo2X8jUidbsLLqymyzUD7woF-43uhEFjJKbjLuobEC2NmJ5vjWfuf42bmkVWn9x6xff8woAqpeigwDTKvOy_sx_eOjFw7vuTkI8RlaDLcHmh7GDQq2CVUZCrxQQqOsFe2g8/s320/IMG_1659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333862763649237746" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqgAkBrLipVp1meOqgdbMfxaukoPbvoIt8WfEfdlUVNj95PaerWLHlG6jkVoLZghMLOsBuGYz8j1gSCrxy8XJTNIVsTPG_1G0m0cH-n26DHvOclNhvRuu_HlG7ucU7mvXi8ZHiZ37wZIU/s1600-h/IMG_1669.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqgAkBrLipVp1meOqgdbMfxaukoPbvoIt8WfEfdlUVNj95PaerWLHlG6jkVoLZghMLOsBuGYz8j1gSCrxy8XJTNIVsTPG_1G0m0cH-n26DHvOclNhvRuu_HlG7ucU7mvXi8ZHiZ37wZIU/s320/IMG_1669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333862767887280050" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkRu_u8kM1V2FZdzRqd8v0QN1t5DfnXldO-BmDiEkpns6zmnp1ikeFeXniim1Kwa0RbeULXJnRNupRG1QiwIY0z3dkcdcPgD2nJSDX6BCmwWR2osAUPk3mdj87v_SkHDRgqU3KJm0j-08/s1600-h/IMG_1670.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkRu_u8kM1V2FZdzRqd8v0QN1t5DfnXldO-BmDiEkpns6zmnp1ikeFeXniim1Kwa0RbeULXJnRNupRG1QiwIY0z3dkcdcPgD2nJSDX6BCmwWR2osAUPk3mdj87v_SkHDRgqU3KJm0j-08/s320/IMG_1670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333862773945175458" border="0" /></a>Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-9983253554158572452009-04-01T10:23:00.000-06:002009-04-01T10:47:16.208-06:00Global Warming My .... Um.....Eye....I would like to point out something that is very incongruous with the whole 'global warming' epidemic. Today is the first day of April. And it is in fact, snowing. Wait, I get it now, global warming is the best April Fool's joke ever! What the problem really is, the reason that it is warmer later into the year, and colder into the spring, is really that scientists miscalculated the duration of the earth's rotation, and the year is actually supposed to be a few minutes longer than they have made it. Wow, I'm glad I figured that out. I believe that I will wait to tell them until after I've graduated though, because I would hate for them to fix it in the middle of the semester and have to wait an extra few days to graduate. That would just be miserable. And they'd have to come up with some crazy name for that extra week. Like leap week. And knowing BYU, they still wouldn't let us have a spring break! Of all the nerve. Of course, my whole theory could just be a product of Utah being screwy for weather. They do say that if you don't like the weather here, wait 10 minutes. Which is somewhat true. Monday it snowed 4 inches, and yesterday was beautifully sunny. Stupid Utah. Stupid snow. Stupid global warming.<br /><br />Anyway, enough ranting about the <span style="font-style: italic;">beautiful</span> (kill me now) weather, and on to recent happenings in the Wells household. Brian and I are still managing quite well in our studies, Eli went through another growth spurt, and is trying to exhaust her mommy by waking up 2-3 times during the night when she had been down to 1, Megan (me) wants to just quit school, and is just happy that she only has 3 weeks left, and Brian is for some inexplicable reason still enjoying sadistics....I mean, statistics. My mom left this past friday after having been here for just over a week, and it was really quite fun. I was horribly nervous beforehand, not having seen her for quite a few years, but found out that we have an awful lot in common. And she completely spoiled me while she was here. Shame on her (Thank you mom). We did drive up to Boise so that she could see Cherokee, which she completely enjoyed, and I had the strange experience of seeing both of my parents in the same room, and sort of smiling, no less. All in all, it was really good, although next time I hope that I can convince them to stand close enough to each other that I can get a picture with them and myself. Although I have no idea when 'next time' is going to be. Considering that mom lives in Hawaii, and it's a trifle expensive to come out here, the next time might be when Cherokee gets married, although I really hope that it's sooner than that, and I think that my mom hopes that, too. I also have realized that I don't need to worry too much about getting old. I have similar skin to my mom's, and all week everyone kept asking if she was my older sister, which was hilarious, but she really doesn't look old enough to be my mom. Cher's, maybe, but apparently not mine. We also were naughty and surprised Brian while she was here. Wednesday night I put Eliana to bed and mom and I started getting ready for a 'girls night out'. Little did Brian know, we were secretly planning a date for him and I. I looked freaking hot, too. So once I was ready, my mom told Brian to go put on his shoes, and he looked at her for a second and then was like "Oh!". It was really cute. Also, my mom and I bought matching shoes from Charlotte Russe. Honestly, they may even tie with Jessica's 'the shoes' for amazingness. Although I haven't quite decided if they do or not. But they are extremely sexy. Anywho, I need to write a research paper to piss off my parenting and child guidance professor. It's about breastfeeding and the development of allergies. He is of the opinion that breastfed babies rarely get allergies, and I found a bunch of research studies that contradict him, although others agree with him. So basically they can't really prove that breastfeeding prevents allergies. So there.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-18006799514059788802009-03-01T10:58:00.000-07:002009-03-01T20:51:38.711-07:00Peanut Butter and AwesomeBrian here. Thought I'd drop in my customary what down low on the low down...<br />First off, wanted to let you know that a new album is up on Facebook of Eliana from January to February. Here's the link:<br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=66199&id=505458532&l=2d262"><span>http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=66199&id=505458532&l=2d262</span></a><br /><br />Well what about us? Things are going well for the Wells Family. Both Megan and I are doing pretty well (Megan says it's actually "FREAKIN' AWESOME") in classes. Megan was completely amazed today when I said she had 6 and half weeks of class, plus a week of finals, and then she'd be done with school. It's crazy to think about her being all graduated and having a degree. (It's just so she can one up me. Haha... j/k)<br /><br />My family came down for the President's Day weekend, which happened to coincide with Valentine's weekend. (What is up with that anyways... too many holidays in one weekend. It just ruins it, ya know.) We had a great time. This also meant we got a new car! Hooray! We told Dad we were looking for one since ours was like hashed from our accident last year. Well Dad found an awesome deal up there; we bought it and he brought it down. It's a lovely gold 2003 Ford Taurus which has more space and CD player. Megan loves to drive it. Probably because it doesn't look like she bought it from the ghetto.<br /><br />Eliana is growing so much! She's over 13 pounds now and I'm sure beyond that by now, which means she's doubled her birth weight. She has discovered the joys and wonders of moving objects and TV. Many a night has been spent watching Star Trek or a movie with Eliana just big eyed towards the screen. We were actually watching a movie a couple of weeks ago, some kind of explosion happened and Eliana jumped back in her seat with big shocked eyes. It was cute.<br /><br />She has also found the joy of music. She loves hearing mommy and daddy sing. She's fallen in love with:<br />- "Popcorn Popping"<br />- "In the Leafy Treetops"<br />- "I Love to See the Temple"<br />- "I am a Child of God"<br />- "Book of Mormon Stories"<br />- "Little Bunny Foo-foo"<br />- etc...<br />But of particular interest is her theme song which we made up from an old army tune Dad Wells taught us. It's a cute little song. Megan just wrote a third verse. The other song of interest is a song we heard on InsideOut's newest CD "Sharing Time" (which she loves to listen to in the car... no crying). It's called "Peanut Butter and Jelly". Its a fun song. I've linked a homemade YouTube music video to it (please note we did NOT make the video).<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wOfmqCuEtR4&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wOfmqCuEtR4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Well... I think that's all for today/tonight. (I've been writing this over the course of about 10 hours.) We love you all. We appreciate your love and support and your prayers in our behalf. More posts to come because more is yet to happen.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-11766710341459117892009-02-06T11:39:00.000-07:002009-02-06T11:50:31.510-07:00Desensitization to human fecesIt's amazing to me how quickly you get used to cleaning up someone else's poop as a parent. I have gotten to the point that it is just a fact of life that I will probably be washing baby poopoo out of a onsie every day or two. Of course, then there are the days that it happens two or three times. Just recently Eli had a day where I set her down in her bouncer seat, and about ten minutes later had a poopie diaper. They don't smell terribly bad, but she goes off like a trumpet and is quite loud about it. So I take her out to change her, and there is a lovely yellowish stain all up her back. All over her outfit. Somehow she missed the chair (thankfully). So I get her changed and go back to washing dishes. Probably twenty minutes later I notice that she has a new brown stain, all over her new onsie, only this time it's up the front. I have no idea how she managed that one. Butt in back, poop in front up far enough that her belly button is filled with it? Not sure how the logistics of that worked. So I take care of that one, too. Now, I'm no fool, and realizing that it's just that she wants to ruin all of the cute clothes, I put her in the ugliest onsie that we have. It works, and she didn't have another blow out that day.<br />Well, today is the second day that I am really back into my prepreggo jeans, and they look quite spiffy. Not gonna lie. Now, I know that she is just itching to get poop on them. It's how she rolls. (Well, actually, she rolls from her tummy to her back, but you know what I mean.) So I'm nursing her, which is prime defecation time. I hear a rumble. Uh, oh, she's gonna try for it. So I put my hand over the edge of the diaper to assist it in poop keeping. Woohoo! No poop escaped from the side! Yay for me! So I very carefully lay her down on my lap, assuming the diaper has done it's job of absorption. Not so! I grab the changing pad to lay her on, and as I move her I notice a lovely big spot right on my thigh. Eliana 1 - Mommy zero.<br /><br />Oops, I hear her going at it again, better make sure she doesn't get it on the couch! Where did I put that changing pad?....Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-14117255920863512892009-02-01T11:54:00.000-07:002009-02-01T11:56:10.652-07:00By Popular Demand...Many have asked to see more pictures of Eliana. Well, I've done so on Facebook. So if you follow this link:<br /><br /><span>http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60654&l=0d983&id=505458532<br /><br />It should get you to the new album of Eliana. Some are repeats, but whatever. I'll add some more later. But enjoy!<br /></span>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-28116064594071037512009-01-18T20:43:00.000-07:002009-01-19T12:50:34.694-07:00Yeah, the baby found a thumb... MINEHappy 2 month birthday Eli!!! Yeah!<br /><br />School has begun anew... to the chagrin of all involved. Megan is enjoying her 3 classes (the last 3 remaining before she graduates). I am feeling spread thin between 4 stats classes, work, etc. Eliana is enjoying her time on campus. She gets to see all the interesting people and hear random strangers say, "She's so cute" all day long. Eli has gained 4 pounds and not sits at 10 lb 10 oz as of Wednesday. She actually had an ear infection this week which was no fun. Though the good news is that she has slept at least 8 hours each night this week. (Yumm... I love sleep.) The big issue is she loves breastfeeding. And hates the bottle. Go figure. You start them on the bottle; they like it; you give them the boob and she's like, "Why did you ever give me the bottle? This boob is delicious!" And so it goes...<br /><br />So, yes, we abbreviate Eliana as Eli. I know it's spelled like Eli from the Old Testament, but we aren't British and so we don't add extra random letters that confuse people. (Thanks, and no offense, Cadence.) So it's Eli. Ta da.<br /><br />Tuesday we had the awesome priviledge to hear Elder Jeffrey R. Holland of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles. I've copied the link here: http://speeches.byu.edu/?act=viewitem&id=1819&tid=2 This will get you to the site to download the mp3, or in about a week or so, the written transcript. Seriously, this was one of the top three talks I've ever heard at BYU. It's entitled "Remember Lot's Wife" and focuses on the sin of not letting the past alone, whether that be in relationships, family problems, etc. He teaches to not dwell on the past, but have faith in the bright future which is in Christ. Full of power. A must read for sure.<br /><br />Well... I know you don't want to hear about our BORING lives (wait... that's what a blog is for?), so here are some pictures:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6fn9rjtjnCPh-VVgUw6wjFc0RxFKfudxpZKNKF3QiX2m6RSABWsxdf6c_w5F5cPZRL0PQwpE4THIHZiu5gVrQDWNsYRTRTfhsEdB3mEElZFFiIZJ3Gcv0cZKAHk4k07b04BNLNkSnUNA/s1600-h/IMG_1043a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6fn9rjtjnCPh-VVgUw6wjFc0RxFKfudxpZKNKF3QiX2m6RSABWsxdf6c_w5F5cPZRL0PQwpE4THIHZiu5gVrQDWNsYRTRTfhsEdB3mEElZFFiIZJ3Gcv0cZKAHk4k07b04BNLNkSnUNA/s320/IMG_1043a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292846097737404754" border="0"></a>This is Eliana in her blessing dress on the day of her blessing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXukIXmxnqORhfLzSjuSH_LNPtjYKpRsH8NQyuF6huynDYDlAbyXKyptHcCtSDX6Jfz6lmUW_dZSTzDuXlZE5NWStx1B7N0rYhZ8clbkKO6fz3gfJmNjkhVUg8YWdaRTA-W0L9TSCRng/s1600-h/IMG_1051a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXukIXmxnqORhfLzSjuSH_LNPtjYKpRsH8NQyuF6huynDYDlAbyXKyptHcCtSDX6Jfz6lmUW_dZSTzDuXlZE5NWStx1B7N0rYhZ8clbkKO6fz3gfJmNjkhVUg8YWdaRTA-W0L9TSCRng/s320/IMG_1051a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848102460929714" border="0"></a>The proud parents after the blessing. Cue music. We are a happy family.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRzmfv1f3KkANVYSswGQAU9g6FDoPmwZ2u0XH_P3P7Yjvo4lhyphenhyphenPxrseVM5jP4XKXORwPS1lC6ga9SLP62Ln7hUX3GhyphenhyphenskR37YI3pqSKa9PUbwuAV6XBap1d_M-UXcK7qkZsYa_Ft2FXiY/s1600-h/IMG_1078.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRzmfv1f3KkANVYSswGQAU9g6FDoPmwZ2u0XH_P3P7Yjvo4lhyphenhyphenPxrseVM5jP4XKXORwPS1lC6ga9SLP62Ln7hUX3GhyphenhyphenskR37YI3pqSKa9PUbwuAV6XBap1d_M-UXcK7qkZsYa_Ft2FXiY/s320/IMG_1078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292846842266282962" border="0"></a>Here is proof that Megan is still hot after having a baby. Eli is definitely mommy's daughter.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh27n0JCPy_8rLZlioM3kHDwCxXy2CwtxHyKJ6-DmwTG7I2oSuK4Pu3P_ToRveH10RkTCwxR7WKeCfBkdudkjoYJ3X2ZsGFinJOaysOK0Mro22qaiMPiTDbe75wlD4XDEgIe6ObqjXYSRY/s1600-h/IMG_0994.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh27n0JCPy_8rLZlioM3kHDwCxXy2CwtxHyKJ6-DmwTG7I2oSuK4Pu3P_ToRveH10RkTCwxR7WKeCfBkdudkjoYJ3X2ZsGFinJOaysOK0Mro22qaiMPiTDbe75wlD4XDEgIe6ObqjXYSRY/s320/IMG_0994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845807062897922" border="0"></a>And this is just one of my favorite pictures of Eli. SOLID! Also a disclaimer: this was not posed. She just did it. She's totally her dad's daughter.<br /><br />We were going to post a video of Eli rolling over from her front to her back but its 220 MB. Blogspot doesn't like that so much. Meh.<br />Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-83609328843154668832009-01-03T10:29:00.000-07:002009-01-03T10:56:00.071-07:00Brief overview of three weeksSo it's been a while since I've been able to update, as those of you who actually read this have probably noticed...it's been an interesting last couple of weeks. My mom came down at Thanksgiving and stayed with Brian and I to help take care of Eli while we finished up classes, which was awesomely amazing of her, and if she hadn't I wouldn't have finished up my classes, and then we had our finals week. Mom left on Friday before finals started. Finals week was...well, it was actually kinda a week from hell. Try two massive projects that had to be finished by the end of the week, and by massive I mean that I spent the entire week working on them, plus I had been working on them off and on for the two or three weeks before. I wanted to die by the time that I had finished. Brian got all of his finals taken by Wednesday, and so I got to do all of mine on Thursday and Friday, while he watched the baby and helped me to assemble (cut and paste) my design file projects. I have the best husband. I actually managed to pass all of my finals, and grades were posted for classes earlier this week. I managed a 2.9 GPA, which considering that I had a baby mid-semester and was taking 15 credits, is not bad at all. It's actually my second highest semester GPA since I've come to college. Impressive, no? And now all I have is three more classes (9 credits) which I am taking this coming semester, and I will graduate in April! Hooray for me!<br />Saturday after finals ended we got to go to Brian's cousin Melissa's wedding. It was really fun, and his parents came down for it and stayed with us. I absolutely love getting to see his family. I love his mom. It was so neat for me to get to know her even better when she came down to help us when Eli was born. Anyway, we caravaned up to Boise with them and Jason on that Sunday, although we had originally planned to drive up on Monday. It's a really good thing that we did go up then though, because a horrible nasty storm came up on our way there, and the roads were horrible. Brian and I ended up sliding off of the freeway at one point. It was so scary. Luckily we were alright, and neither us nor the car were hurt. Brian's family was in front of us when we went off, but they came back and helped to dig us out. And I do mean dig. It's actually kind of funny, because Eli slept through the whole thing. So in any case, the trip up to Boise took a bit more than 8 hours instead of the normal 5 1/2 due to road conditions, but we did get there. The break was awesome, with the exception of a head cold for me, courtesy of Jessica, and Brian managed to come down with a stomach bug right after I got to feeling better. Christmas was a lot of fun, although because we got sick we weren't able to do as much as we would have otherwise. We did get to do Eli's baby blessing this past Sunday at my parents house. It was awesome! Brian was able to give the blessing, and Eli looked beautiful in her little white dress that her Grandma Wells got for her. We'll post pictures later on. We drove home on Wednesday, and made really good time. The roads were in excellent condition on the way back. Since then we've been getting things ready for school to start back up and just doing some general relaxing. We've gotten to see our friends Leeny and Jordan, and Shaun and Lanette both thursday and friday, and us girls are getting together again today to watch the last of the Anne of Green Gables series, which I had never before seen any of, but are really quite good. I'm enjoying them immensely. Well, that's a general update of what we've been up to, and I'll attempt to be more punctual in my next post.<br /><br />PS: Brian and I are so excited! Eli slept through the night for the first time last night! 8 1/2 hours in a row! Woot! Not going to lie, though, I was a little worried when I woke up before she did. Weird, huh?Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-55757960805187179372008-11-25T09:50:00.000-07:002008-11-25T16:21:24.645-07:00And then the baby exploded!So here I am! Things are going really well for us this past week. Eliana is growing really well, and has already gotten back to her birthweight! Yay! She's such an overacheiver. My labor was amazingly good. They started the pitocin drip at 10 am, and I asked when they did it how long they expected me to be in labor. The answer? Ten to twelve hours. When was the baby born? 3:37 pm. They also told me to expect 2 hours of pushing, but it only took half an hour. So I think that she has decided that once she is going to do something, she's going to do it well(s). I didn't have to have an episiotomy, which is good, because I REALLY didn't want one. I just had two tiny little vaginal tears, and the doctor debated as to whether or not to even put stitches in. He did, but only one stitch in each. His comment when I was done? "You were made for having babies". Go me! Not that we're planning another one anytime soon. Or at least, not quite yet. Maybe in another year or so we'll start trying.<br /><br />Alrighty, funny story time!<br /><br />Brian has managed to have the baby pee on him two or three times now when going to change her diaper, and he's the only one that she does it to. It makes me laugh kinda a lot. So anyway, yesterday morning I was getting ready to feed the baby, and I asked him to change her diaper for me before he left for school. So he sets her down, gets ready to change her, and as soon as he opens her diaper, she lets it rip with the number two! Apparently she just really loves her daddy! Needless to say, she pretty much got it everywhere, and it became the cause for her first bath! We haven't downloaded the pictures yet, but rest assured, we will. She didn't like having the washcloth on her body so much, but she liked having her hair washed! So cute! She's also getting to the point that she stays awake for a couple of hours a day, and it's been really nice, because she does her active time during the day and sleeps really well at night. Brian and I only had to get up once with her last night! Yaya for sleep!<br /><br />Anyway, I have about a zillion things of homework to do, so I need to get going, but there is a brief update on what is happening in our lives! And woohoo for our upcoming Thanksgiving holiday! We get to see both of our families and we will get to bless the baby! (<span style="font-weight: bold;">Edit: We've actually decided to wait until Christmas to do so and are planning on doing it in my home ward. We're pretty sure that's how it's actually going to be.)</span> Anyway, really going now, Ta!Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09169439477752412012noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-86034672713132212502008-11-20T17:03:00.001-07:002009-01-19T12:53:02.146-07:00It's Like She's Half of Brian and Half of Megan...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH0m-cPLhfTrvPkujQzI89mlRi2AfZoWc-N5yV2Kln2PCIUsiBcMTT0H3r4rrah9yTUyoaERc1ZQeVuUfctftdsQYM3r2vsuhOtItZI3GvLEpdZnuAeps8WUdNqn1DWn_C1WnQTQYp4Ws/s1600-h/IMG_0871.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH0m-cPLhfTrvPkujQzI89mlRi2AfZoWc-N5yV2Kln2PCIUsiBcMTT0H3r4rrah9yTUyoaERc1ZQeVuUfctftdsQYM3r2vsuhOtItZI3GvLEpdZnuAeps8WUdNqn1DWn_C1WnQTQYp4Ws/s200/IMG_0871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270896292161225282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivqm3uiPi9fvHfA9GptfqjL7ltF9ulH7V-0Y8r3KJ1ScWUIAt49h56gAhIDbM1BSqCbiI4E13dSWNn8VDFD61qaKVDXk8pcbA0EFBw8DhQ2XghjQGjMf8LO1tUVitDNkWuTnZOLw6UC2w/s1600-h/IMG_0874.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivqm3uiPi9fvHfA9GptfqjL7ltF9ulH7V-0Y8r3KJ1ScWUIAt49h56gAhIDbM1BSqCbiI4E13dSWNn8VDFD61qaKVDXk8pcbA0EFBw8DhQ2XghjQGjMf8LO1tUVitDNkWuTnZOLw6UC2w/s200/IMG_0874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270896298058438818" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />Megan is still resting up and I'm sure she'll write more about her amazingly awesome pregnancy later. We want to thank everyone for their love and prayers over the last few days, and weeks, and months. We are extremely blessed to have little Eliana here and blessing our lives.<br /><br />So... how about some pictures?! <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Yeah!!!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We can see Eliana in her hospital crib/bed/plastic tote sleeping away. And then there's Brian sleeping with Eliana (like father like daughter). And then we have Eliana sleeping on Megan's chest, cute as ever. Then yawning Eliana with Grandma Wells. Oh, so tender. Megan will post soon. I promise.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGng3BBwVklFx7UF-kU49GNWKWTURD_hAUlkUYSvN9_IYQCaVs_1TvaKOxUMZdW1SkUM0qrbf1tBOQGSWBEANLtc17k5pzvCm_-r3mG9b9m9Ulr_-CbkQzy7tU7gJMeHDDWVdDuhKQEPE/s1600-h/IMG_0881.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGng3BBwVklFx7UF-kU49GNWKWTURD_hAUlkUYSvN9_IYQCaVs_1TvaKOxUMZdW1SkUM0qrbf1tBOQGSWBEANLtc17k5pzvCm_-r3mG9b9m9Ulr_-CbkQzy7tU7gJMeHDDWVdDuhKQEPE/s200/IMG_0881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270896300643754754" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcl3WGn8kbBN8vwgDB0EGBo3jvSPEaLGb7vbLPQhzs1annQCJWDrIuKEaO8c3B3TeeZ5An6GhaD9sizLn3Lpl-3RxAD4XlwXgfN8X5TDCLDYC3ps-_1ZfqtXm2mx_25A596b5TbhgYUFM/s1600-h/IMG_0883.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcl3WGn8kbBN8vwgDB0EGBo3jvSPEaLGb7vbLPQhzs1annQCJWDrIuKEaO8c3B3TeeZ5An6GhaD9sizLn3Lpl-3RxAD4XlwXgfN8X5TDCLDYC3ps-_1ZfqtXm2mx_25A596b5TbhgYUFM/s200/IMG_0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270896309918999698" border="0" /></a></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-37677124346664115252008-11-18T18:09:00.000-07:002008-11-18T18:28:51.700-07:00Wehadababyitsagirl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_dE3QfF2SR5s1lvjPUBkmqCxYUHga3zR5JjV3QdSEdu9AXCCAMrF1Om8_oWu1HAYdAFnIQ3nRzWhLP_4SGn5xkQ2Fw1-ooOEfZ6z9IAf4UIyJs0-RrI8tx2UFsuST6zDhO0Fel-YVl7E/s1600-h/IMG_0863.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_dE3QfF2SR5s1lvjPUBkmqCxYUHga3zR5JjV3QdSEdu9AXCCAMrF1Om8_oWu1HAYdAFnIQ3nRzWhLP_4SGn5xkQ2Fw1-ooOEfZ6z9IAf4UIyJs0-RrI8tx2UFsuST6zDhO0Fel-YVl7E/s320/IMG_0863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270174014203342578" border="0" /></a>May we present (drumroll please)...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eliana Marie Wells</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">6 lbs. 11 oz.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">19 inches</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Born at 3:37pm in Provo</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpyi4WIV8tN38xI6qCOv6wStyvVtnF9eZtqWtU0dJHyfd8v7PP43sUUHGBpF2WEmM7yWpzcaKMGahUrcFMSv5gRM3c7SBSMyANnorOIQOHUBCYWkFrCJq9-XQbhuG9uCqz4Ck60H76Ow0/s1600-h/IMG_0866.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpyi4WIV8tN38xI6qCOv6wStyvVtnF9eZtqWtU0dJHyfd8v7PP43sUUHGBpF2WEmM7yWpzcaKMGahUrcFMSv5gRM3c7SBSMyANnorOIQOHUBCYWkFrCJq9-XQbhuG9uCqz4Ck60H76Ow0/s320/IMG_0866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270174003318808594" border="0" /></a><br /><br />More to follow soon. :)Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701877858131350999.post-49755898634057302582008-11-17T18:41:00.000-07:002008-11-17T18:50:27.200-07:00'Twas the Night Before Birthing...Howdy friends and family! This is Brian, taking my hand at this joint effort to let you know what's going on here with the Wells.<br /><br />As you might have heard or guessed, Megan is scheduled to be induced tomorrow (Tuesday the 18th). The long excitement of having a baby has reached its zenith. Tomorrow is the day (whether the baby likes it or not). We are most likely scheduled to go in bright and early, so by midday there may just be a brand new Wells baby. Yeah!<br /><br />I will post as soon after the baby's birth as I can and let everyone know all the details. And maybe... just maybe... post a picture or two. Trust me, we want everyone to know what's going on with our new little one.<br /><br />As a secondary note, I know many who are close by will like to stop by the hospital or the house soon. We'd ask you to be patient. Call please if you are going to, but I warn you... we may turn you away. It's nothing against you or your smell, but we don't need the paparazzi here smothering the new mom and new baby.<br /><br />We love you all!Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01002635297306932219noreply@blogger.com2