Logan LOVES his baths! At his first bath he was not too happy that we stripped him down and were pouring water all over him but now bath time is his very favorite part of the day! It doesn't matter if he is screaming, as soon as he gets in the water... all is good! He'll even fall asleep! Here are some pictures :) Oh.. And he LOVES his binky! Hence the picture of him holding on to it for dear life. The minute it falls out he'll fuss for it, which gets really annoying... However, it is really nice that when he does get fussy or if he starts waking up i can stick something in his mouth and he'll calm right down
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Motherhood
I've been a mom for a little over a month now so in no way do I claim to be an expert, I might not even have earned the right to vent about it this... but I'm going to. I'm not venting about being a mother or about being tired or sore or anything like that... but I want to vent about people who just don't get it. I am however not angry with them because two months ago I was one of those people. It's just so much harder than anyone could ever imagine, they don't realize just how long everything takes now and that you cannot just pick up and go somewhere. As a parent suddenly your choice on what you're going to do on friday night goes away, you don't pick up and go to a movie, you have no more hot steamy dates, not that we did that really in the first place, but still... the CHOICE to do so is gone.
The thing that has inspired this entry was something my dad said to me tonight. He asked if I had taken Logan to visit his secretary yet and I haven't so then he said that I really needed to, which I do and I feel bad I haven't yet but I continued to explain to him that half of the time I'm not all the way ready by the time she gets off work ... and then he laughed and said "She's there until 3:00" Ouch. And so maybe it's because I'm a new mom... or maybe it's because Logan is still so little or maybe both, but still! The point of the matter is that It's a BIG deal to get up in the morning. I'm not angry with him or with anyone who might smirk at the fact that at one in the afternoon I might still be in my pajamas because I know it's just because they haven't been here. I feel like saying, "Oh sorry, am I being rude by not being ready in time? I'm so sorry that I've been up throughout the night with a crying baby and that I then had to feed him and feed me, then get him ready... then feed him again... then ATTEMPT to shower and get myself ready, then feed him and kind of clean up my house or pay bills or do whatever it is that is needed to be done. All the while... he is either spitting out his binky and crying or just wanting to be held OR soiling his pants immediately after changing him. But sorry, I'll hurry next time." It's like seriously? Please please don't lecture me about not being somewhere on time or not having thank you cards written yet or make me feel bad about not having you over to "visit". It's a big deal to have a new born and a big deal to try to get things ready to go somewhere and for me at least a bigger deal and full of more stress to have people over. I'm a kind of a germaphobe when it comes to Logan and I think that is understandable. Ugh. I don't know, I love my family and I love my friends and I'm grateful for their support and love for us but it's hard sometimes. I know that I was so completely ignorant before I was a mother and so I know that their ignorance just comes from not having been a mother and for my female friends... you will one day know what I mean. Until then, please have patience and understanding for my 1:00 pm pajama'ed self :)
*Disclosure: In NO way am I complaining about being a Mother. Becoming a mother has been the most wonderful thing I have ever and will ever be blessed enough to experience. I wouldn't change it for all of the hot steamy dates in the world!
Saturday, October 9, 2010
He has arrived :)
Logan Garrett Slaughter has arrived! He came into this world on October 2, 2010 at 12:14 pm weighing in at 7 pounds and 15 ounces! I am so happy that he is finally here and that upon his arrival he did NOT weigh 10 pounds like everyone had expected. He is an amazing little baby and the center of everyone's world now days. I can't stop looking at his little face and being amazed that we created this little boy and he's here and he's ours. *Sigh... Finally he's here.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Year One
Last saturday Preston and I celebrated our 1st anniversary! It's the only one we will have where we don't have a child to share it with so we decided since we are poor college students... kind of... that we would just spend the day doing random things together. So we went to Walmart and bought the same food we ate on our honeymoon... Ben & Jerry's and Pot Pies. Then we bought him new shoes... the exact same kind of shoes we had to buy him on our Honeymoon because he forgot his. Then we came home and had a water fight and washed the car... and then finally we went inside, showered, pulled our mattress downstairs from our bedroom, made our pot pies, and watched movies all night. It was a simple day and for most it was probably like any other saturday, but it was an amazing day. I love Preston so much and I love that no matter what we do as long as we're together we can have fun. It didn't matter that we didn't go anywhere fancy or stay in an expensive hotel. It was cheap like our Honeymoon and it was WONDERFUL! :) I am so blessed to have him in my life, I couldn't love anyone more and I can't wait to see what the years bring :)
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Breakfast of Champions
Two Pickles...
A spoonful of peanut butter...
Yeah, that was my breakfast yesterday. But I'm pregnant so I can do that!
ps. I've given up on project 365. Fail.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Days 11-18. Kind of.
Wow, I am really really bad at this blogging thing. Well I can't honestly say that I have a picture for every day for the past week. It's been a crazy week. So for these days let me explain exactly what I have been doing and then I will post the pictures that I do have. It's been quite an adventure. First of all, last Thursday we headed to Preston, Id for one of my husbands best friends wedding. Well this kid, Derrik is his name, is awesome however, he has a certain cousin, Ashley, that used to date Preston who kind of sort of wants me dead. So as much as I love his friend, I was completely dreading the two day long wedding festivities just because I was going to have to see her and her mother who always just make me want to crawl into a hole and die. So here we are driving to Preston in my 2000 Plymouth Neon which we had just gotten out of the shop the day before and had brand new tires put on it, needless to say I felt pretty safe driving three hours in this car. Besides our only other option was Preston's car which is a 1990 Chevy Celebrity... so mine being ten years newer, just out of the shop, and having driven this drive many times in this very car we felt it was our best option. Wrong. We made it to Richmond which is about five minutes away from the Idaho border when it died. My precious car just died. We pulled over as best we could once it lost all power and we found ourselves sitting in a huge puddle of antifreeze... (i guess, to me it just looked like green goo but I'm told that's what it was.) That having happened, we then had to have Preston's parents come pick us up and drive us the remainder of the way to the reception (which we were forty minutes late to by the way). So once we do finally get to the reception I look around and.. there is no Ashley. I guess she had come and gone before we even got there! BLESSINGS! So my car died, Heavenly Father was just watching out for me right?!?! Right. So after the reception that night Preston and my Father-in-law drove to Richmond and then towed the Neon back to their house. And I thought to myself, alright so some little thing-mijigger just fell off... it'll be an easy fix, thanks again Heavenly Father, and we're on our way! ..Wrong. They looked at it and thought they had an idea of what happened but we still had to have it taken in to get looked at. Of course, this particular auto shop is not open Saturdays and they couldn't get it until Friday afternoon so therefore, we wouldn't be able to find out what was even wrong with the car until Monday. And my brother Brian had his wedding open house in Nephi Saturday night. Great. So after we spent the day with Derrik and his family and me trying to avoid an awkward confrontation with Ashley and her mom, Preston and his parents had worked out a car situation thankfully. His dad has a Nissan that runs well and is comfortable enough and he loves it to death. Being the most wonderful father-in-law a girl could ask for, he let us take it for the week until we could figure out what to do about my poor dead Neon. So Friday night we get in the Nissan and start heading back to Nephi so we can help with the open house on Saturday and everything was perfect... until we hit salt lake. Then the sun came out... and it was getting hot... and I'm six months pregnant... and I suddenly discover that the air conditioning in this car does not work. So here I am, driving down the freeway hanging my head out the car window like a dog while sweating like a pig. I'm absolutely sure I looked ridiculous. But seriously, so hot. Anyway, we made it back and the open house went great and it was beautiful and la la la. Then on Sunday, did I forget to mention that we had to drive back to Ogden? Yep, our newest niece, Harlie Sue was being blessed at nine in the morning of course. And then there was a big Slaughter get together with all of the extended family in Clearfield at two in the afternoon at a park. So 6am rolls around and were up again getting ready and getting back into the "so nice of John to lend to us but I'm six months pregnant, it's June and there is no AC" car and drive two hours to Ogden for a beautiful blessing. Then we crash my sister-in-laws parents house for 4 hours until the party starts, then we go sit at a park, in the sun, from 2 until about 7:30. So all of these things are wonderful things and it was fun to be around family... but so hot. This day I swear couldn't have been any hotter. Well it could've been but it sure didn't feel like it at the time. I was dying! Enjoying family :) ... just so hot! So anyway after we left we had a 2 hour drive home and even though it was in the evening it was still so hot. I don't get it, the week before we had been having storms and we're all complaining about how it is summer and it shouldn't be stormy and cold and then the one weekend I don't have AC in the car its not only the hottest weekend of the year yet, but of course it is also the weekend where we are having to spend 8 hours in this car! Just my pregnant luck I guess! So after Sunday was over and finally Monday arrived, we found out that the Neon was going to cost about 1,000$ to fix. 1,000!!!! The car itself is only worth 2,000. Maybe! So after some contemplating we just decided we weren't going to fix it since we planned on buying a new car within the next year anyway. Ended up that the mechanic in Preston actually wanted it so we were able to sell it to him which was nice. This then had put us in the place to buy a new car, but we still had my Father-in-law's car and still had to get it back to him. So he told us we could use it until Saturday. So we were then on a deadline to find a new car.... which we finally did! Yesterday! So that has been my past eight days. Driving, car dying, driving, sweating, driving, sweating, driving, car shopping, car shopping, Buying! So there it is. The reasoning behind my lack of blogging. Kind of lame but all true. So here I am again, short on pictures but I still have some to kind of illustrate the past eight days!
The New Car! My first "Mom Car"
The poor dead Neon... She had been so good to me. RIP
(Rest in Pieces... literally, she was sold to the mechanic for parts I'm assuming)
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Days 7 through 10
My apologies of my lack of blogging. As I mentioned in my past blog Preston and I started moving into our new apartment on saturday so it's been kinda hectic trying to get everything organized, cleaned, and set up. Also... we have no internet until friday so I've been having to mooch off of my Parents. Anyway so days 7 through 10 on my project 365 are going to be kind of random out of order pictures here and there because of our current situation. So here are a few of the past few days :)
My mom just snapped this as Preston and I are here at her house using her internet. And no... we don't practice this pose at home. :)
We went to see Shrek Forever After 3D! ...It was about what you could expect of a fourth sequel...
We went to see Shrek Forever After 3D! ...It was about what you could expect of a fourth sequel...
Yes yes, it looks like he has buck teeth but it's his gum. Promise!
THE KITCHEN! It has counters and a floor! I can finally see it!
Well that's all for the past few days. Preston and I are off to Logan this weekend for yet another wedding and when we get back on Saturday it's my brothers open house! So It'll be a while before a blog again but I will be sure to take lots of pictures so I can update my blog as soon as I get back!
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Vote!
by the way.. Our poll on what name you think we should name our baby has been updated! We replaced one of the names so be sure to check it out and vote again!
Project 365 (Days 5 & 6)
Day 5. My brother Brian's wedding day. This is me and Preston at their luncheon. I think he wins. He must be at least... 7 months along. Day 6- Preston and I found a cute little apartment on the south end of town. We love it! We moved in yesterday and this is just a small glimpse of our living room. We still have a lot of work to do obviously but I'm hoping it'll come together once everything is put in it's place.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Project 365 (Days 2 & 4)
Okay so I've been at my project 4 days and I've already missed a day. So sorry that day 3 is missing. But i have some good pictures for the other two days!
Day # 2
Preston and I have found an apartment! We get to move in this Saturday so we've been busy getting ready for that. So this picture is of me and him trying to revive an old entertainment center given to us generously by my Dad's secretary. With the help of my awesome parents and husband we painted the whole thing and Preston and I were just putting the doors back on in this picture... which just so happens to show off my 22 week baby bump :)
Day # 4
This picture was taken today on our way to Logan. Preston and I got to drive my dad's truck up and my parents were in the saturn right in front of us. So Preston was being as giddy as a seven year old with ice cream as he was driving the truck which just so happens to be his dream vehicle. Being in such an amazing car when we are used to an 1989 Chevy Celebrity made us quite nervous actually and so when we caught up to my parents on the freeway preston slowed down, got really nervous and said, "Passing your mom is like passing a cop car." He was so excited to drive the truck but so scared he is actually passing my parents in it! And then this picture was taken as we were entering Logan and as you can clearly see there is a cop to the right of us and my parents straight ahead and again as we found ourselves in this situation he became nervous and said, "Yeah I can see myself now... rear ending your mom's car while in your dad's truck and getting a ticket all at the same time!" Needless to say the long ride to Logan was good but still a little intimidating :)
Monday, May 24, 2010
Play-Doh..
Preston and I found ourselves really really bored after he got off work earlier than expected today. So what did we decide to do to entertain ourselves? We did what any rational adult would do... went and bought Play-Doh. :) Obviously the binky preston made is on the right, you can tell it's his because of the baseball, football, etc.
And just because the one I made says Isaac does not mean that we have officially decided on that name. It was just the name that came to mind while I was being artistic!
Project 365 (Day 1)
So I have recently come across a fun new project that I really want to start doing. I am stealing this idea from one of my friends from facebook so just know that this isn't really my own idea. It is called Project 365 and what it consists of is taking a one picture every single day for a whole year and then blogging about it. It seems kind of pointless but I figure that if I start doing this that it'll help me be more motivated to blog so here it is :) The Kick-Off of the Slaughter Project 365! And the picture for the day is....
SNOW! Yeah it's almost June and we woke up to four inches of snow! This picture is of my parents Willow Tree in their front yard. It is usually tall and flowy and beautiful and the snow has completely covered the branches to the point where they are practically laying on the ground. It's so sad! I moved out of Cache County to get away from this kind of weather! I suppose I would need to leave Utah all together to get away from snow in May completely.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Sibling Rivalry
I've been having an interesting problem lately. A fight with myself if you would, between the younger me and the soon to be mommy me. You see, I have three siblings, two of which I have no problems getting along with, however my brother that is just older than me.. no matter how old we get or how silly the problem we can't seem to help ourselves but to fight with each other. I have come to the conclusion that the cause of this is our similarities. We are both stubborn, always have the "i'm right, you're wrong" mind set, and are much to proud to ever say I'm sorry. With these common qualities it makes our relationship difficult at times. Just last night we found ourselves in a death match of words which concluded with me storming to my room and slamming the door behind me like my parents were often used to hearing from me while in my youth. When I was inside my room I however found myself crying and thinking what was the matter with me. I am 20 years old, happily married and I am having a baby... yet something inside of me just snaps and takes me flying back into my dramatic preteen years whenever a disagreement with him occurs. I should be better than this shouldn't I? I should be able to sit down and calmly discuss a solution to problems with my brother whom I love, yes? Yes. I should. So last night I laid in bed for hours thinking about our disagreement. Unlike my younger self however, I did not lay there and think about how I was right and he was wrong, or how I should've said this to him, and how horrible he was for making me react this way. Instead I pondered and prayed about how I could fix this. How can I possibly become the woman and the mother I want and need to be if I react this way? How am I going to raise a child if I cannot let go of the child I was and reach forward for the woman I can become? I can't be that woman or reach my highest potential as long as I am being this person. So I found some insight. Quote #1 I just put because I thought it was funny. Quote #2 I loved because I never once in the argument last night thought of his needs or why he might want the things he wanted. Last but surely not least I loved Quote #3 because that describes perfectly my problem. Maturity is how spiritual you become in the midst of your frustrations... When have I now or ever been spiritual when I am confronted with a disagreement? Never. It never even crossed my mind to call upon my Heavenly Father for strength, guidance and love in these times when the carnal Jenny would just love to hurl something at my brothers head. So that is it. My insight into myself for the day ...something probably most of you don't have any interest in but this is my blog so I can write what I want. :) This is my new Goal... to become "more spiritual in the midst of my frustrations."
- "Youth is when you blame all your troubles on your parents; Maturity is when you learn that everything is the fault of the younger generation"
- “Maturity begins to grow when you can sense your concern for others outweighing your concern for yourself."- John MacNaughton
- "Maturity is the ability to think, speak, and act your feelings within the bounds of dignity. The measure of your maturity is how spiritual your become in the midst of your frustrations." - Samuel Ullman
The End.
Monday, May 17, 2010
um..
Blogging, blogging, blogging. This is one thing that I am absolutely not good at. I will have all of these brilliant ideas and clever thoughts up until the point where I sit in front of the computer screen and then it all goes away. So as I start this new blog I am apologizing in advance for my lack of creativity and humor.I have decided to start this blog because now that I am married and pregnant that is what I am supposed to do. So here I am, blogging about my wonderful yet not so exciting life. Right now my husband Preston and I are living with my parents for a few months until we decide where we are going to start our little family. We will most likely stay in the same town but definitely want to move into our own little home and get settled in and prepare for the newest edition to our family. Preston and I were married September 4th of 2009 and as of right now we are a little over 5 months pregnant and we are expecting a little boy at the end of September. He has been an unexpected twist in our newlywed life but now that the initially shock and panic has past we are very excited for his arrival. Also coming in our future is the hope of a wonderful steady job. Preston along with my brother Brian are hoping to eventually take over my fathers business and so hopefully in three short years Preston will be able to graduate and start working more with that. I have a great life and a wonderful family. I have been so blessed to have them and have their great love and support. I hope that this blog thing doesn't flop and like my mom and sister I can become a real Blogger. .. Wish me luck.
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