The Caboosssss is here!!

On Saturday March 26th, it was my turn to sleep in. And I did until a little after 11 am. I layed in bed and just checked my phone, facebook, Instagram, email, etc. I didn't feel anything while laying in bed. So I finally got outta bed to deal with the day. I got something to drink, then I just went back to laying on the couch while the kids played/fighting around me. Finally I asked Ryan to go and take the kids for a drive and grab me a Mexi-fries deluxe from Taco Time. He kinda hesitated, but then agreed to. He was going to pick up a Booster juice for everyone, then my mexi-fries. He took the older kids, and left Myles with me. I was still laying on the couch, and I kinda moved and felt a pain. I just thought it was how I was laying, but the pain stayed for awhile. I kinda thought it was a contractions, but didn't want to get people hyped up. I remember even looking outside to see if Ryan had driven off yet( he hadn't) but I just brushed it off. Then another pain came!!! I again brushed it off, but it was a little bit stronger. I sat up on the couch and just started to get scared, and I may have cried. Myles was looking at me concerned, but I didn't care, I knew it was going to come. So I started to time the contractions and bounce on the yoga ball. The contractions started coming every 5mins. I started shaking, and calling, calling, and calling Ryan to get his BUTT HOME!!!! I could not get a hold of him. So I decided to call my parents, my dad answered. I asked if mom was there, and he said no, shes getting her hair done. Then I started to get the chin quiver, and I told my dad I was going to start to cry. And I did. I tried to get the words out that I'm in labour and I need him to come and get Myles. I was so ready to go to the hospital by myself if I had to just to get the magic epidural. My dad said he'd be right over! After I got off the phone I kept trying to get a hold of Ryan, but still no answer. I sat on the bouncy ball bawling, scared, not knowing what I should do. I knew I needed to get to the hospital!!! Finally I snapped out of it and told myself I needed to get my hospital bag ready. So I grabbed the last things that needed to be packed in between contractions. I kept thinking my water was going to break, there was ALOT of pressure down there. Finally I heard the kids come in yelling " mom, did your water break?" I told them no, but I needed to get to the hospital!!!! Like 25 mins ago!!! Ryan came in behind them and he had a little panick on his face. I told him it's time, and my dad should be here any min to get the kids. Sure enough, he was right outside. When he was leaving the house, my mom had pulled up and she had Myles car seat in her car. So instead of putting it in dads car, she was just going to put the groceries in the house, and then meet dad at our house. I said your here to dad, put the kids outside with him while he waited for my mom, and then Ryan and I left for the hospital. I was getting contractions every 2-3 mins now and they HURT!!! We only live 3 blocks away from the hospital, but it seemed like Ryan was driving sooooooo slow!!! I told him to drop me off at the doors, then go and park while I register. I registered( felt like the lady was going soooo slow), and then she finished-handed me the papers. She then looked at me like "you can go now" and someone was behind me waiting to register as well.....But I couldn't move!!! I was having a contraction. I told her just to hang on while I finish this contraction. OUCH!!! I then walked into the hospital and Ryan was waiting for me to go up stairs to L&D. He was really moving, but I couldn't keep up with him. Again toooooo much pressure down there. So I asked him to grab me a wheel chair and off we went. So I got buzzed into L&D and the nurses station is at the end of the hallway and one of the nurses was my friend Jen. There was another nurse with her, but Jen said she's going to take care of me, it's her turn!!! I Immdietly told Jen that I wanted an epidural, and that the last delivery came so fast that the nurse delivered my baby. She quickly got my weight and asked me if I needed to go to the bathroom. I said no, she then skipped the checking room and put me right into a delivery room. Jen told me to get into a gown right away so she could ck my dilation and to get the epidural ordered. I don't think Ive changed so fast in my life!!! I quickly got on the bed, and she checked me. In my mind I was thinking a 3, but nope!!! Jen nicely told me I was a 6-7 cm dilated and will have a baby in my arms within an hour!!! I started to cry and said I don't want that, I want an epidural. Jen was so sweet to me and said "I'll do fine, everything will be fine" "Ive done this before, and I can do it again". That didn't help at the time, and it made me do the ugly cry ;( Jen then offered me Morphine to help with the pain, but she needed to get ahold of Dr. Orr first. Of course he was away, so she had to get Dr. Burton to come back to the hospital. He ok'd for me to have some morphine, but she also told the dr. to hurry or she will have to deliver the baby. She checked me quickly between painful contractions before she could give me morphine. I was already at 7-8 cm......YIKEESS!!!! She gave me the morphine and I got a contraction right away again. They were PAINFUL!!!!! LOTS OF PRESSURE!!! I cried out to Jen saying she needed to give me more morphine, and she said I'm doing great just breath!!! She then told me in between contractions I'm going to feel sleepy because of the morphine. She was right, it felt great, but the contractions were coming every min. So I wasn't getting my rest between. I then told Jen that I felt like I needed to push, so then she checked me and I was an 8cm. Finally the dr walked in. He was going to gown up but thought he's be ok to ck me and break my water. I was still 8 cm, and he broke my water. SWEET JESUS that felt so good for that min. Dr. Burton kept pushing to get the water out, he even said " do you always have this much fluid?" I told him yes, but I've never had my water break for me. It's the strangest feeling, but it felt sooooooo much better. That's when the Dr. noticed that the baby had a bowl movement inside of me and they needed to get him out. They also called the NICU to come to take care of the baby. No more pressure, BUT those dam contractions were hurting!!! Then I started to feel like I was going to throw up, so Ryan got the bucket beside the bed( I never did throw up). During all this Ryan was just by my side, holding my hand, telling me to breath etc. I think he was trying to take this all in, but it was happening so fast!!! And I don't think he(or anyone) likes to see someone in pain. Jen was busy getting the stuff ready to deliver. The dr. was getting gowned up after I got some fluid on him. He checked me again, and I was only at a 9 now!!!! I still couldn't push, but there was so much pressure!!! I felt like I had to push, but the dr. kept saying you can push after your next 2 contractions. I started to cry a little again....... so after the 2 contractions he ck'd me again and I was a 9 1/2. There was a little lip ( that's what he said) so he said to wait after the next contraction. I was in pain, I could feel he was right there!!! Finally the dr. said I could push and he was going to hold that little lip outta the way when I push. I didn't even hesitate when that contraction started........I PUSHED!!!!!and then I pooped (whooopppssss) the dr. said it happens. On the next contraction I pushed and the head came out!!!!! I knew I was halfway there!!!!! The dr. told me to wait with the pushing because the cord was a little tight around the neck. So the next contraction came, and I wanted him out!!!! So I pushed with all my might I could feel the shoulders come out and the rest of the body just slid out!!! Jen was such a great nurse cheering me on, telling me I could do this!!! Same with Ryan. When he came out, I started bawling covering my face( ugly cry again) knowing I would never EVER have to do this again!!! With a room full of nurses(4 including NICU & Jen), Dr. Burton, and Ryan and I- it didn't stop me from crying. While the baby was getting checked out, I still had to deliver the placenta.....that is not fun when you didn't get the magic epidural. Jen really had to push on my stomach to help get it out. I even grabbed her arm because she was pushing so hard!!! I got 1 stitch. The baby was fine, and nursed right away while I lay'd in bed. Ryan took picture's. While Jen went and did her notes Ryan and I kept kinda talking about names. We called my mom, and she said she'd be right up with Myles. I told her to wait because I was still in the delivery room. Jen came back to get me showered and cleaned up and told me from the time I got to L&D it took me 1 hr and 27 mins till the baby was born. She also said if my water broke at home, I would have delivered him at home. So thank goodness the Dr. had to break my water :) Myles and my mom came, but they had to wait in the waiting room until I was getting transported to my private room. Once Jen wheeled me outta L&D there they were. Dylan & Quincy were at the movies with my dad. Myles was acting all shy, and doing this funny nervous laugh when meeting his little brother. My mom and Myles walked along with us to my room, and they finally got to hold the NEW BABY!!!! Ryan and I took along time to decide on this babies name. We had thrown out alot of names, but Ryan always went back to Royce. So literally just before we walked out of the room the next day we finally decided on his name Royce( it's a music group that Ryan listened too) Edward ( after my dads grandpa or great grandpa) Taylor( after a musician that Ryan likes just passed away a couple weeks before his birth) Coppieters. 8 pounds 4 oz. Born with ALOT of hair ( I did have A LOT of heartburn, so if the wives tale is true) I just can't believe he is all mine!!!! That that little bub is all mine, and he came out of me!!!! I can't wait to see what this little guy brings to the family of ALL BOYZ!!!!!

Leading up to the 4th baby...

Before I blog about the 4th birth, I want to write down how crazy life was before. So at about 26 weeks preggo I took the gestational diabetes test that all ladies take. I failed!!! So if you fail, then you need to take a 2hr test. I followed up with my dr, and he said Im just on the border line of having gestational diabetes. He wanted me to be safe and check my blood sugars first thing in the morning, and just before 1 meal during the day. I didn't this for about 2 weeks, and I never went over 8. But I still was kinda watching what I would eat, but also thought this is my last pregnancy ;)So with having to deal with that, I also had to deal with High Blood pressure. I always seem to get HB when preggo, so my dr. put me on some meds to help with it.

Baby number 3... OY!!!

It's al ready been three weeks since Myles has arrived into our family and what an entrance he made :) But before I get into those great details I'll just document my last couple of weeks of this pregnancy. I think the last time I blogged I was about 27 weeks, still working and planning on working as long as could. But then my blood pressure decided to make a come back. Around this time I was having Dr. Appts every month and he always checks my blood pressure. I was always on the border 135/88, 138/89 something like that. My Dr was worried but not to concerned unless it went higher then 145/90. He told me it did then go straight to L&D. So I asked my mom to barrow her blood pressure monitor so I could check it at home. We'll just before Christmas I was getting really bad headaches, blood pressure was going over the border line, starting the have major swelling(more then preggo), etc. So Dr. Ok me to go on Medical leave at 34 weeks (yippee) February 1st the boys were done at the day home, and I was done at work for a year. Now just to wait for the baby to make his entrance. I was hoping he would come early, but not to early..... Maybe 36 weeks. The boys would go to bed around 8, but wouldn't fall asleep until 9. Then I would crawl into bed at that time. That's how tired I was. We pottied trained Quincy over Christmas holidays so he wasn't fully trained but still on the right track. Maybe one or two accident a week. But still something I didn't want to clean up with a BIG belly around a small toilet. This pregnancy for some reason feels like it kicked me in the butt. Maybe it's because I have two kids to look after while being pregnant or because I'm older. I don't know, but I do know I was WAY more of a BITCH this time around and I'll admit it. Seriously the last week at work I would just sit in the lunch room, and even if my boss would come in i would tell him " I'm sorry, it's my last week... I'm preggo and tired" he would just laugh. He such a nice guy. But I was just lazy and would sit as much as I could. I thought I would never get my energy back. My hips hurt SO SO SO much much I cringed getting outta bed to the bathroom 5+ x in the night because I had the roll outta bed. My public bone hurt to put on my pants. Tylenol 3's didn't even help the pain. I final had to take ibuprofen for 72 hours(that's all u can take it for while preggo) and that totally took the swelling away in the hip and pubic bone area. Just another part of carrying a baby ( I wouldn't change this for the world ) just me being whiny. Side note: a lady I work with was due about a year before I had my third. But she ended up having to give birth to a still born around 36-37 weeks because she didn't feel him move. So she went to her Dr's and they checked for a heart beat and couldn't find one, then the Dr sent her to the hospital right away to hook her up to the monitor right away to find the baby's HB. Couldn't find it. It's such a sad, sad story. Anyways, so I was pins and needles around 35+ weeks feeling for the baby's movements. He was always moving, but when he didn't it would scare me. Even when I would poke him and didn't get him moving it would scare me. But then he would move. He was always a night time mover, like he had his days and nights mixed up inside(little stinker) try sleeping with those kicks. Anyways, one early morning pee break I didn't feel him kick me when I went back to sleep. When I finally woke up with the kids I still didn't feel any movement. So off to the hospital I went. Of course when I get there and get all hooked up he starts to move...ALOT!! Labour and delivery monitor you for a half an hour, then call your dr to make sure it's ok for them to release me. Off I go walking down the hallway of shame :)I told myself then that Im not heading back to L&D until my water breaks. The last couple of weeks I just kept bouncing on the ball at night time thinking and hoping this would be the night my water breaks. But of course nothing!! I was even trying to do things to get the baby out- taking prime rose oil, and root tea to bring on contractions. Then my 34th birthday came and we went to Earls for my dinner with my parents & kids. Had a great dinner, and I STUFFED my face of course..lol But during dinner I decided that after dinner I was going to go and get some castor oil and take it as my birthday shooter. I warned my parents that I was going to do this and they just laughed at me. I was that desperate to get this baby out of me! I went and got the nasty stuff, and came straight home and took it with a glass of OJ. I thought I was going to puke, but also thought if this dosen't help, then it's just going to clean me out( I know gross but it's the truth). So I helped put the kids to bed with Ryan, then him and I started to watch the movie "The Wolf of Wall street". It's about a 3 hr movie, and I was bouncing & rocking on the yoga ball to again help this baby out. Around 2 hrs into the movie Ryan was falling asleep on the couch and asked if we could pause the movie so he could go to sleep. This was about 1:30am. I said sure, but I wasn't tired and just stayed up and watched tv until 3 am ( still on the yoga ball). I finally crawled into bed and fell asleep fast. Here comes the good part: At around 5:30 am I rolled over to my right side and I heard a loud pop!!!!!! I jumped outta bed so fast to run to the bathroom ( I even had to step over Quincy because he was sleeping on our floor. We were trying not to let him sleep in our bed anymore due to the baby #3 coming)I just made it to our bedroom door/hardwood floors and the water came out!! My water broke!!!! FINALLY!!!! I yelled and woke up Ryan that my water broke and he kinda got up and looked at me thinking I was joking. After Ryan finally got out of bed, I called my mom to come and get the boys. Well she didn't believe me at first, but then she did. I told her she didn't need to come right away because I wasn't feeling anything, and Ryan still had to add to the hospital bag. So I hung around the front room waiting for Ryan to get done, and my mom to come over. While I was waiting I started to get contractions, but they weren't hurting(that much) or close together. Finally my mom got to the house, and Dylan had woke up wondering what was going on. Then my mom told me she had just taken a sleeping pill around 5 am and it was just kicking in. I cared but didn't care because this baby was coming!! Ryan was still getting his stuff together, so I was really starting to feel the contractions and so I headed out to the van. Well while I was waiting for him in the van the contractions were coming on strong and close!!!! Once Ryan got in the van I told him we needed to get to the hospital and FAST!!!! Good thing we only live a couple blocks away, but I don't think Ryan knew how much pain I was in because it seemed like he was driving like a grandpa. SOOOOooooo then when we got about a block away from the ER( that's were we had to ck in to go up stairs to L&D) he's asking me where should he park because there was construction going on around the hospital and he didn't want a parking ticket. I told him " I don't care, just drop me off" So he did, and I headed in to get registered ( remember my water is still leaking) the lady at the desk took forever. When I stood up from her my water was on her chair, and I didn't care. Ryan and I started to head up but I couldn't walk with all the water, so we got me a wheel chair. We made it up to L&D and I was in pain!!!! I told the nurse right away that I wanted an epidural, and she kindly said " will see how dilated you are" They put me in the monitoring room to ck the baby and me. The nurse said the baby is doing fine, let ck you. Well I was already 4-5 cm dilated and they needed to get me into the delivery room ASAP. But she had to get my IV in first. That was so hard because the contractions were coming on stronger and I couldn't sit still while she poked me. We got the IV in and moved me to the delivery room, and a new nurse took over because the other one's shift was over. The new nurse was an older nurse and looked like she knew what she was doing. I kept begging for the epidural, and finally she said to me " Your too far along, and can't have one". I then started crying and begging more for one. Then the nurse said to me in a VERY stern voice, " Your not getting one, so you need to start focusing on your breathing"!! I still cried, and begged for one, but not as loud ( in my head) The nurse said she called Dr. Orr and he was on his way up. But I was in so much pain I couldn't handle it anymore!!! The nurse ck me again and I needed to push!!! She said " do you want to push?" and of course I needed to push!!! She called for help ASAP and in 2 pushes I got him out of me!!! ( no I didn't not crap on the table even, he came that fast). Then about 5 mins later my dr showed up and was so suprized that he came that fast and missed all the fun( I don't believe him). I couldn't believe he was here, the nurse had to deliver and I did it without an epidural. This was my first birth without one, and Id rather still get one then do it without. Myles Ray(after my mother's middle name but boy version) Ryan( after his dad's first name) was born on March 6, 2014, 8 pounds 10oz, 21 1/2 inches with LOTS of hair to make me and all the nurses think he was a little ginger. My heart grew bigger with more love to give to him, and can't wait to see what little personality he is going to bring to our family <3

So do I still have people/friends wanting to read about my life?? *update*

So we've decided to go for a 3rd child!! Yikes!! Ryan and I were on the fence about this for awhile......but we jumped over to the other side(3rd child). To be honest this time around it took us a couple months to get preggo with this one. I was starting to think I was getting to old, and maybe couldn't. But then it happened, and all the memories for being preggo ALL came BACK!!! I became SUPER DUPER tired, and sick. Thank goodness for drugs to help with that :) We always find out the sex of the baby. I need to be prepared and I couldn't handle going that many months without knowing. We are having another BOY!!!! This is just what I wanted. ALOT of people asked what I would like, and I would tell them a BOY. Not that I wouldn't be happy with a girl, but I just know how to handle boys and I'm all prepared for him :) Also of course my first thought is a healthy baby......but I told Ryan what I wanted and it looks like he listened to me....lol Boy #3 is due March 13, 2014. Time is really flying by since I'm still working, and I have 2 other boys to chase after. This time around my migraines didn't go away once I was preggo, then came back and stayed a long time ( I usually take meds to keep them from happening, but I can't take the drugs while preggo). So I've dealt with them, and Ryan had stepped up to the plate when I need to go hide and sleep :) Im now almost 27 weeks, and have got my energy back, and migrains are staying away for now. I did have some high blood pressure at first, but the dr. thinks it was just my hormones going outta wack due to being newly preggo. I did have a scare of full on bleeding around 21 weeks. We came home from a late Thanksgiving dinner out in Raymond and I went to the bathroom and saw the blood. I called Ryan in and he looked as shocked as me. He didn't know what to do, so I just got my jacket on and said Im going to L&D to see whats going on. Ryan said to text me as soon as I find out what's going on ( he couldn't come with me because someone had to watch the boys and put them to bed :) ). So I got to L&D and they made me do a urine test to see if there was blood- there was a little. Then the nurse tried to find the heart beat with the big monitors but couldn't find it. When that happened I just froze!!! Then the nurse got out the little doppler and found the heart beat. She even turned up the volume so I could hear the heartbeat, and let me listen to it for awhile. I was so relieved, and thank full. She then had to call my dr. While she did that I let Ryan know that the heartbeat was still there. He was relieved as well and said he was Sh*Tting bricks waiting for my text. The nurse couldn't get ahold of my dr. because he was on holidays, but the dr. on call said I go home and come see him the next day. I couldn't get in to see him, but got to see Dr. Jubber. He ordered me on bedrest, and an ultrasound. The next day I got the ultra sound and everthing was ok. The placenta was still intack, and by the time I had the ultrasound I started to stop bleeding. The ultrasound tech also checked my kidneys(I've given birth to 2 wonderful kidney stones!!!) to see if I had some more, but everything was clear. As I was on bed rest I was thinking how could this happen? What was I doing that was so hard on my body bleed. Whelp I did alot that day....cleaned walls, laundry, organized the kids draws, cleaned out the crawl space that's in the boys room. I think it was that point I may have leaned on my tummy to get up in the crawl space.( I know not so smart!!)I guess this baby wanted to make himself known that he was still there and I needed to take it easy. And that I have been :) PS: I've been reading my blog and reminding myself of what scares I have had with being preggo, and the JOYS of having a new baby etc. So in case your wondering why I'm writing this, it's for that and I need to start writing things down more!! Even if I have 3 boys!! lol

Dylan the bamboo shoot

Good day folks and welcome to the Wide World of Dylan! Daddy coming to you LIVE from the epicenter of our media capital...

It has been a few interesting months, to say the least. Our little Dylan boy is becoming not so little anymore. To employ a well known saying, "we can't stop him, we can only hope to contain him." Truer words have never been spoken. It is quite amazing to watch and listen to him GO! If I could figure out how to post video of him now, trust me, I WOULD. Anyway, I'm trying to stay focused and get this completed.

December began on a sad note. On the 3rd my Grandpa William (Bill) Coppieters passed away. A few weeks before, Emily and I had taken Dylan and Quincy out to the Raymond Hospital to visit him and get some pictures. (Quincy's middle name is William in honor of him.) I explained to Dylan that Grandpa was sick and that's why he was in the hospital. When I got the phone call with the news I was visibly upset and when I hung-up Dylan struck my hand with my phone in it and said "NO!" as if it was my phone that had hurt me. I had to laugh thru my tears. After calming down I was able to tell Dylan that his Great Grandpa Bill who was sick, "He sick and in hospital Dad", wasn't sick anymore, that he went to live with our Heavenly Father. Dylan had this look of understanding on his face that will never forget. A week later while we were at the funeral service we let Dylan go play with some cousins at Aunt Mimi's house then we picked him up later to go to the family dinner. He got to play with more cousins and new-found friends and run around.

Christmas was in the air and Dylan was excited, talking about Santa and Rudolph and elves and presents. I even downloaded the Raffi Christmas album that I listened to growing up for Dylan and burned it to CD. It was on constant rotation and we had the obligatory sing-alongs. He got to help his mom when the tree was set up, his job being to put the decorations on. He and Quincy each had their own. It was so thrilling for him, but we continually had to get after him cuz he would take it off the tree to play with. While I was working Dylan would get to help make Christmas crafts with mom and grandma Becky. Emily had a great idea for Christmas Eve afternoon, which was to take Dylan on his very first City Bus ride. He was thrilled and the best part was he got dropped off at Grandmas house! All he wanted from Santa was TRAINS. Got a couple of Thomas Trains and we had to wait a couple days to open and assemble it. One of them came with a big book and puzzle which he and I completed.

Playing with his trains and learning to share with Quincy took us into 2012. As this winter was basically non-existent, I didn't have to work overtime and the weather was so mild that we were able to go to the park and go on the swings quite often. He got to run and laugh and say HI to strangers and their dogs. Any other kids that he would see Dylan would say HI and call them his friends. "Those are my friends, dad!"

Makes me laugh everytime. He loves helping around the house, even when we dont ask him to. He runs to get the wipes, takes out 1 or 6 and starts to wipe things down, with no particular pattern. We have to remind him to put them in the garbage when he's done so that Quincy doesn't suck on them. Dylan LOVES SpiderMan, spiderwebs and stickers. Potty training was almost over and he would forget to ask us for stickers when he was done, but then out of the blue he would ask us to get his sticker books and could be very adamant about it. He is so funny to watch. He'll get his sticker book and go to pages that he's already put stickers on from months back and then he will rearrange them so they fit the spot or go together. Mind blowing!

Emily bought some vinyl window stickers to celebrate Valentine's Day and St. Patty's Day, and Dylan just had to help put them on AND arrange them... Plus he had to incorporate his Spidey stickers as well. He and Quincy have spent lots of time at our back sliding glass porch door designing and chewing on them. hmm, it's funny, but I didn't know they are flavored...

Dylan loves Quincy. He loves having a brother to feed things to, poke and prod, maul, hug 'n kiss and Quincy, to his credit seems to take it all in stride. He's pretty chill (like me...) It's truly incredible to see my first-born son grow up. Kinda humbling too, but I love it and wouldn't trade it or him for anything.

7 Month Lurch!!

Quincy looking all Cute with his arms folded & a big smile


Quincy is already 7 months, and growing up so fast. I'm loving it, but inside I'm crying :( Time sure fly's by when your having fun, especially around the holidays( a post should follow soon)
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so here are a few things this little guy is doing to melt our hearts :)

He's not much of a tummy time kind of a guy, but I keep forcing it on him and he's getting the hang of it and loving it. He rolls over all over the carpet but HATES it when he hits his head on the the coffee table or when he rolls onto a toy.OUCH!!! Or his left hand get stuck under his body.


Quincy's 6 month baby picture

Drool, drool, DROOL!!! We go thru so many bibs in a day!! I really don't remember having to change that many bibs with Dylan as we have been doing with Quincy. If we don't put a bib on him then his shirt or outfit is drenched!!! Dylan even get's in on it and tells us we need to change it, or he'll do it himself. I've got him trained ..lol


Here he is 6 months exactly enjoying a cupcake to celebrate :)

Quincy LOVES to smile all the time!! You just look at him and he'll smile at you. I remember with Dylan you had to work REALLY hard to make him smile, and he would just give you the stink eye. But with Quincy he smiles, smiles, smiles!! I sing to him " Where is Quincy, Where is Quincy?" and for sure you will get him looking at you with the biggest smile's no matter what :) Love THAT!!



He finally got his first tooth, lower right at 7 months. He really doesn't notice it's there, but Dylan like's to put his finger in his mouth and rub it. I didn't know Quincy was teething AT ALL!!!! His personality didn't change at all. His drooling was the same, he didn't have a fever, he wasn't cranky, he was eating. The only thing that told me that he got a tooth was I put my finger in his mouth and felt it ..lol


Quincy with his Late Great grandpa Coppieters. He was named after him Quincy William....

Quincy LOVES his exa-saucer toy. He loves talking to his toys. Dylan loves playing around his feet. Quincy loves jumping in his exasaucer toy thingy too. If he could, he would spend all day in there :)



He is starting to get more into a scheld. He know's at 11:00 am it's feeding time, then morn. nap time. Which I think it's funny how things just start happening/falling into a schelds. Then around 4:30-5:00pm it's another meal time. He now sleeps thru the night from 7:30-8:30am. But he still sleeps in the bassinet in our room. I need to just take the step and put him in the crib in Dylan's room and see what happeneds. But I'm also afraid of seeing what happeneds with Dylan waking him up in the morning. But I guess that's just the brakes of having kids sharing rooms.. right??


The boys during game day

Quincy is making the funniest face right now, but of course when we get out our camera he doesn't make the face. He really only makes it when we don't feed him fast enough. He tilts his head back, squints his eyes, and has the biggest smile but then makes a squeal sound. It's the funnest thing....but of course every parent is going to say that about there kids :) We will keep trying to get it on camera.


This is the start of him making the face but Dylan distracted him with finishing it off...lol

He of course loves his high chair too. He thinks he is the king of the castle, but I think it's because he can see everyone at eye level instead of on the ground..lol. Dylan loves to try to feed him. I just let him feed him the those yogurt melts, or banana puffs. Dylan is a big help, and Quincy LOVES his BIG brother....Lots of SMILES & Giggles with those two :)


A fun picture

I've started to let Quincy drink out of a sippy cup, which he LOVES!!! He's got it down pack with the drinking, holding....just not to good with the tilting the head back all together..lol But he can do it when he's throwing his little fit..lol



I weighed him and he's 18.2 pounds, and he's about 2 feet :) I wonder if he'll be taller then Dylan??

we are starting to call Quincy LURCH!! He was sitting on Ryan's right side lap, and I was sitting on Ryan's left side holding a piece of paper in my left hand not paying attention. All of a sudden Quincy LURCHED forward and grabbed that piece of paper and almost fell outta Ryan's arms. He really wanted the piece of paper. We both laughed, and went on with what we were doing before hand. Well not Quincy he really wanted that piece of paper. So he did it again!! LURCHED, and got that piece of paper and held onto it nice and tight. Ryan and I both laughed out loud. But the look on Quincy's face was pretty priceless!! Ever since then he doesn't care how far he is from things he'll still try and get it even though it means he's going to fall off the couch head first. ( Sad, sad story :( I just need to put him on the floor from now on instead of leaving him on the couch )

He started to sit up kinda by himself around the 4-5 month mark. But now he can do it on his own, unless he lurches for something then he can really hit hard on the floor!!!

Food right now it any kind of fruit- mixed fruit, peaches, pears, banana's etc. The main meal area he's ok with anything but the carrots and pea's right now. I'm still working on it.....but he's a smarty pants and he knows....how at this age do they know?? Where also feeding him those puff thingy's and yogurt melts.

So that's about all that's going on with this little bundle of joy that's growing up too fast. I still love the cuddle's that I can have with him, even if it means him grabbing at my nose, hair, or poking me in my eye to wake me up. I love this little guy and can't wait to see what the next 6 months brings & what Character he's going to bring to our family :)


All Bundled up

Things I forget about having a new born..

Things I forget with having a new born

- Breastfeeding....I'm going to be honest, I have a hard time with producing milk. I thought with Quincy being full term this would be easy and I wouldn't have a problem with giving him what he needed. whelp I was wrong :( I wasn't starving him, he was a content little guy, just not gaining anything. We had to go to formula at 8 weeks

- Baby weight... Oh the joys of baby weight. When I was putting it on I would tell myself "I'm pregnant", and I would just work hard to get it off. Well that time is now.

- Balancing a new born and 28 month old. I'm getting better at it, but how does a 28 month understand when his little brother is crying that his needs need to be meet before his. But now that Quincy is formula feed he can be feed faster and taken care of faster, so Dylan can get his juice or whatever he needs done sooner :)

- When leaving the house you REALLY need to make sure the diaper bag is fully stocked with what you need, and don't leave ANYTHING out, or your HOOPED!!! lol

-SLEEP!!!! When Dylan came home from the hospital he was on a sleep schedule but Quincy we had to do it on our own. I not complaining because I'm going to do this all over again with another child, but boy you sure do loose alot :) I would like to say though that Quincy is now sleeping thru the night for about 7-8 hours a night :) Dylan on the other hand is getting up every night around 1:30-2 am yelling for me or Ryan. We always end up letting him come into bed with us, but the last couple of nights I've left his door open and told him to stay in bed, but if he gets out of bed I'll close it. He's actually stayed in bed and gone back to sleep. So maybe(fingers crossed) this will do the trick.

- Laundry, Laundry, LAUNDRY!!!! LOTS!!! LOTS!!! That's all its seems I'm doing, if I skip a day I make up for it the next day. If I plan a trip I know I'm doing laundry when I'm packing to leave, and I know I'll be doing laundry when I get back. Who knew we'd go thru so much. Maybe I'm just a clean freak. lol

well to end this funny post are some cute picture's of my boys. So enjoy :)