Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Dear Moving

Dear Moving,
I hate you.
The Hamblys

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

We have a big event trifecta...


1. We are moving!
2. We are celebrating the three-year anniversary of our engagement!
3. Reed will be five months old!

It's going to be a big day.

Checking out Daddy's Face

How much do you love this kid?

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Sunday Drivers

We decided to drive up the canyon today after church partly because Reed was falling asleep in his seat and we knew he would sleep the whole time and partly because we won't have the chance to for awhile. I also wanted to try out our new camera on some pretty landscapes. I think it did fairly well.

Reed ready for church

The road was closed to actually drive through the canyon. We were sad because we wanted to see the aspen groves.

Reed has been a very good boy. Today we put him down for bed after the usual routine, he made happy noises for a few minutes then just went to sleep. What a good boy!

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Magna Cum Meggie

What megan didn't mention in her post with no text is that she graduated Magna Cum Laude putting her in the top 1.1 to 5 percent of her class. She worked very hard at school and did amazingly well. I am very proud of her for finishing her degree and setting such a good example for our children. I wouldn't be surprised if we were back at the Marriot Center in 20 years or so watching Reed walk across the stage and cheering like pscycho super proud parents taking pictures on our 7000 mega pixel 3-D imaging camera before we flew home in our car. We wouldn't mind holding a grandkid in the audience either. No pressure buddy.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Adventure in Inefficiency

I got into line outside the Gordon B. Hinckley Building (affectionately called the "geebie heebie" or "Big Bitner") this morning at 10:00, waiting to get my cap and gown. I emerged from said building two hours--yes TWO HOURS--later, cap and gown and free t-shirt in hand.

And why did it take two hours? Because they had five people handing out caps and gowns and only two cash registers running. You would think that in the past one hundred and thirty-four years since BYU's founding, someone might have learned how to effectively organize cap and gown distribution.

In better news, we have finally discovered a song Ryan knows all the words to: Play that Funky Music White Boy. Reed loves to be sung to, but every time Ryan tries a song he realizes he only knows a handful of words. But not Play that Funky Music White Boy--he's got that one down.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

In case you were curious

Reed woke up at about 3 a.m.and I re-swaddled him and gave him his passy. He went right back to sleep and slept until 7:30, ate, then slept until 9:30. That is the best night of sleep he has had in a long time--possibly ever! Before, when he would wake up, he would fight sleep and wouldn't go back in his crib. He would end up in my arms in our bed, which made me too nervous to sleep well. So I was very happy to have him in his bed for the entire night.

Tonight he cried on and off for 45 minutes. And it was less intense crying, which made me happy. He has been sleeping soundly since. I really think this will help everyone--especially Reed--get more sleep. And higher quality sleep, really.

He slept until 7:00 a.m. without waking up once! His first time through the night. Hooray!

Thanks for all your advice and encouragement! Hopefully Reed will continue to improve :)

Love him!

Saturday, April 18, 2009

9:50 p.m.

Asleep? Maybe? Hopefully? Not crying anymore, at least, but I'm too nervous to go check. I might wake him up. Or set him off crying again. Two hours and sixteen minutes of screaming. Yikes. Sorry, neighbors. Sorry, Reed.

on my mind

Tonight's the night. I'm starting to help Reed learn how to self-soothe. Our doctor suggests putting your baby to bed when he is tired, but not asleep. Then, if he starts fussing, you give him a few minutes to calm down by himself. If he doesn't, you go in and calm him down, then put him back in the crib before he is asleep. You do this for as long as it takes for the baby to put himself to sleep.

It's not going so well. I initially put him down one hour and fifteen minutes ago. And he's still crying. I've been in eight times. Each time he calms down right away--then screams as soon as I leave. I don't know how much longer I can be strong and not just cuddle with him until he falls asleep. I feel so bad! And our neighbors probably think I'm a bad mom--we have paper thin walls. At least it's not 2:00 a.m. But I want him to learn how to self-soothe so he can sleep through the night and during naps. He'll be happier. And I'll be happier. It's worth it, right? And does anyone have any advice for me?

So here is my distraction. A random blog post. Here is what the Hambly fambly has been up to lately:

My graduation is next Friday and Ryan finishes his finals the following Tuesday. We are moving the day after he finished and skipping his graduation, which would be the next Saturday. We're almost done!

Reed loves to stand up. It's one of his favorites. Recognize the outift? It's the one he came home from the hospital in. Yes, it still fits. Well, more like it finally fits. It was a little big then :)

We got a new camera! Nikon D40x, woot woot. It takes sweet pictures. We've been having fun playing with it. I'm excited for my sister-in-law, Grace, to teach me mad photgraphy skills. And I love the flower in this picture. Such an awkward looking flower, but pretty in its own way.

Reed update: I just went in for the eleventh time. He's been crying now for one hour and fourty minutes. His body is soaked with sweat from crying so hard. And my heart is breaking in half. I'm not going to make it.

We tried rice cereal again tonight after waiting a few weeks (it was a little bit of a fiasco last time). He loved, loved, loved it. I think he now realizes that rice cereal is food. He was very excited for each bite. I'll have to take a video and post it--he's a pretty cute eater.

This is the face he has been giving us lately. Doesn't he just look like he's up to something? He has also started smacking his lips. All the time. And thinks it is so funny when you do it back to him.

This is the cuteness I get to see every night after his bath. He just kills me. Love this kid!

Okay, it has officially been two hours. Should I give up?

Monday, April 13, 2009


What did we do, you ask?
Reed checked out his Easter basket. I think he was impressed.

He tried to eat a plastic egg.

He got all dressed up in a cute new outfit from Grandma. Sorry he isn't smiling--it was a grumpy day (we think he is teething...).

We went to church.

And we painted eggs!


Saturday, April 11, 2009

Yeah, that just happened.

Ryan and I spent the morning scrubbing and packing our kitchen while our neighbors babysat Reed. Sometime during the day, our camera battery charger and four batteries got knocked into what I like to call the "Pit of Doom." Let me explain.

The pit of doom is formed by the intersection of our kitchen cupboards and our black metal rack. The water heater resides between the two:

(Oh, you've never seen our kitchen before? Yes, there are painted daisies and contact paper sunflowers. Thanks, 1970s.)

When something falls between the water heater and the metal rack, it's not a big deal--easily retrievable:

But when something falls on the back side, between the water heater and the cupboards, you have a problem. We usually leave said items in the Pit of Doom because it's not really worth the effort to get them. To date, the pit of doom has claimed a plastic colander and a few pieces of our cheap silverware--and who knows what else. We've let these items take up permanent residence in the Pit. But our battery charger and batteries were a different story. No way were we going to spend $20 to purchase replacements. So we braved this:

(Left: Pit) (Right: Water heater) (Bottom: Kitchen cupboards) (Top: Wall)

The Pit of Doom is pitch black and drops a good four (?) (I have no real conception of distances...just picture the normal height of kitchen cupboards) feet to the floor. So how did we retrieve our precious items?

I laid on top of the kitchen cupboards and sink. Ryan moved the metal rack and crouched on the floor. I had Ryan's treasured dollar store backscratcher and he had his beloved IKEA shoe horn (both are now in the garbage). After a blind attempt and retrieval of someone's old breastpump (doesn't belong to us--we've lived here 3 years--or my sister--she lived here 1 year--so who knows how long it's been down there), we borrowed a flashlight from the neighbors and carefully worked together to get the battery charger.

When it came up, it had zero batteries in it. Neat. But Ryan wouldn't give up. I used the backscratcher to push the batteries to the front of the Pit, then Ryan made me reach my hand into the Pit (His is "too big." Right.). One of the most disgusting moments of my life. But we managed to retrieve all four batteries.

Take that, Pit of Doom.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

A Challenge for Our Friends

Megan and I have always tried to surround ourselves with people with great senses of humor. It helps that we are related to quite of few people in that category. So here is the challenge or should it be a game? Either way.

Remember that game Balderdash? Make a comment to this post like you were playing Balderdash using the word verification word. The winner gets 40 points.

(In case you don't remember how to play give the meaning of the word given in word verification. You'd better make it good!)

The Monthly Reed: 4

Our boy is four months old! I can't believe how fast he is growing up. Here are the stats from his doctor's appointment today:
Weight: 13 lbs. 15 1/2 oz. (35th percentile) He should have eaten more before we went--then he could have been an even 14 lbs. But hooray anyway!
Length: 24 1/2 in. (25th percentile)
Head circumference: 43 cm. (60th percentile) Apparently he has a big head--which isn't really surprising. Ryan and I both have big, hard-to-fit-in-hats heads.

Reed has changed so much in the past four months. Here is a list of some of his latest and greatest talents and tricks: He's not really a fan of rice cereal--yet. This was his first attempt. We tried a week later (last night) and he did much better.

He loves to stand up--one of the big reasons he is a fan of the exersaucer. This is how he stands up in the bath. He's been doing this since he was about two months old. It was a lot scarier then because he would unlock his legs and his head would go splashing down into the water. Now he's a little more under control.

He's starting to establish a little schedule (with mommy's help), which is so nice. Bedtime is way better than it used to be.
When he wants to be, he's really good at tummy time. But this is what usually happens during tummy time. No, he's not asleep. His head has crashed the floor and he's crying into his monkey mat. We're working on it.
He rolls like a madman when he's in the mood--four or five rolls in a row. But then he goes days without rolling at all.
He loves his bumbo. And now that he is four months old, daddy has put him in charge of the finances.
He can sit up by himself (for about 3 seconds at a time, haha).

He loves hanging out with daddy. This picture was taken by the BYU duck pond. He's not really interested in the ducks yet.

He loves sucking. He used to bring things to his mouth, make a face like they tasted yucky, and pull them out. Now he puts anything he can get his hands on into his mouth. His favorites are his hands, our hands, clothies, and his cow (a little carnivorous already?). Here he has his elephant in his mouth and his washcloth in the other hand for backup.

He is a very happy boy who usually is smiling or giggling. We love this kid!

Wednesday, April 8, 2009


This is techincally an Easter present from grandma, but we got it today and had to try it out. Reed is already very excited about the standing and bouncing aspect. He loves the exersaucer almost as much as I do. He will happily play in it long enough to allow me to do something--like this blog post, for example. And he looks pretty cute in it--but I'll let the pictures show you that:

"Look at me, mom! I can stand up!"

"This looks like fun..."
"...and perhaps tasty."

"You seriously left me on the other side of the room in the exersaucer just so you could do a blog post?"

Monday, April 6, 2009


To prove he has hair, may I introduce...

The Reed Hawk
(Look closely, I promise it's there.)

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Option 7

Okay, one more...

(See the post below if you don't know what I mean...) (And thanks to the Fongs' blog for this picture)

Friday, April 3, 2009

The Polls Have Opened

I've decided to become one of those totally cheesy moms by entering Reed into a contest to be on the cover of Babytalk magazine. I fully realize that our chances of winning are slim--but what if we do win? I'll tell you what--we get a free family trip to NYC, gift cards from The Children's Place, and a professional photo shoot. So we are entering. (If you want to enter too, click here. I promise I won't tell anyone.) Here is where you come in. We have to choose a picture to submit, and we need your help in choosing. Here are the criteria we have to meet:

1. Has to be a picture taken within the last month (which really stinks because I really slacked on taking pictures in March).
2. Can't be taken by a professional photographer (which also really stinks because my sister-in-law, Grace, is an amazing photographer who has taken beautiful pictures of Reed. You know you want to check out her work. Click here to do so.)
3. They suggest you use a smiling picture that shows your baby's personality.

So here are the current picture possibilities:

Option 1: Maybe my least favorite. But I kind of like the tongue smile.
Option 2: Kind of goofy, but so Reed. And I changed my mind--I think this one is my least favorite.
Option 3: Ah, how we love the Bumbo.
Option 4: Okay, we really love the Bumbo.
Option 5: Seriously, guys? We love this Bumbo!

Option 6: Take a new picture. I do have until May 31, after all.

What do you think?

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Reed and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Are we done yet, mom?

About two weeks ago we took Reed to the doctor because he was very congested and throwing up. The doctor diagnosed Reed with a mild case of bronchilioitis. He told us that is should probably clear up in about a week and gave us a prescription to go to the Respiratory Outpatient Clinic at the hospital for suctioning (more details on that to come). So we did. And Reed started to get better.

Then, on Monday (as in two days ago), Reed started to get worse. He woke up Tuesday morning with so much snot in his nose that I couldn't even see up his nostrils. (Gross.) He sounded terrible all day and started coughing badly. He kind of slept that night--but not really. He woke up several times clogged with snot, coughing. So we took him to the doctor today. He didn't have RSV--sigh of relief--but his lungs sounded bad. After a breathing treatment with a nebulizer, the doctor sent us to the hospital for chest x-rays.

Reed didn't love the x-rays, but he did a good job. And--the results were normal (another sigh of relief). So we headed to the Respiratory Outpatient Clinic to get suctioned again. You may be wondering what I mean by "suctioning." The suction lady (nurse? doctor?) uses a tiny tube to suck out all the baby's mucus. She squeezes saline drops in his nose (Reed hates these) then sticks the tube in the nose all the way down the throat. Trauma! Reed hated it. And I had to hold him down, which I didn't love, either. But the crazy kid smiled at the suction lady before she suctioned (he still thought we were in a happy place) and after she suctioned (short-term memory loss?).

Next we go to the pharmacy to get albuterol which we can use in our very own nebulizer (delivered earlier today). And finally we go to Wal-Mart to get a humidifier. I was worried to give Reed a breathing treatment tonight because he screamed through the entire session at the doctor, but he did a great job tonight--didn't even cry. What a good boy. The picture above is of him during his breathing treatment. If you can't tell, the mask is a fish face. We still don't know for sure what he has--possibly a worse case of bronchilioits or asthma (hope it's not the latter)--but he does seem to be doing better tonight. Hopefully he will continue to get better and will sleep tonight. Because I would kind of like a little sleep, as well.