Sunny's Blessing

Sunny was blessed a few weeks ago and of course we forgot to take pictures until after we got home from church, so as you can see, he was pretty pissed off. My mother in law has kept all of her children's blessing outfits so this outfit is 26 years old, but still looks brand new. I was so glad that Sunny was able to wear this because every boy blessing outfit that I could find looked like a mini tuxedo and I was not a fan. I wanted something unique and this outfit is super cute. We tilted his hat slightly so he looked gangsta, pretty much the coolest baby in the congregation. The only downfall was that the outfit is made of some sort of wool and was super scratchy. That's probably why he was so upset. He slept through the entire blessing, which was a blessing, (no pun intended) unlike his sister who screamed through her blessing. Noah said he kept having the feeling that he needed to include in his blessing that he would be a great wrestler, but wasn't sure how to say it appropriately. I'm not sure of his exact words, but he made it work. It turned out really well even though it snuck up on us really fast and we forgot to invite some people, which we feel really bad about!

Happy Anniversary!

I love this picture because it illustrates perfectly one of the many reason why I love Noah. He makes me laugh so much, more so than anyone else. It's hard to believe that we've been married for 3 years now. Three years and two kids later, and life is still amazing. I hate to say the cliche, but it really feels like we've been together for much longer. There are many reasons why I love Noah and I'll name off just a few: again, funny man, very funny man; amazing father; worthy priesthood holder; loves to cook; works hard to support the fam; can always have a stimulating conversation about the ins and outs of Harry Potter; cries during movies; cleans the toilet; obsessed with England; always expresses his gratitude for the things I do; if I wanted the moon he'd tie a lasso around it and pull it down for me; he's my best friend; loves to sing and dance; thinks I'm gorgeous even when I've got an extra layer of blubbery skin after having children; basically, when it comes down it, he would give me anything I wanted and his only wish is for my happiness. Pretty stand up guy, huh? Noah is pretty much the opposite of any guy that I ever imagined that I'd marry. I never thought I'd marry a jock, but I sure got me a big one. I really lucked out when I found Noah, and I'm so grateful that I fought to get him. I knew from the first few weeks of hanging out with him that I could be perfectly content being his wife. He's amazing and I can't wait to spend the next of eternity with him. He rocks my socks.

Dagny's Birthday

                         We bought her an Elmo chair and she loves reading in her new chair.
                                      The lighting in this picture turned out really cool
                                                              Dagny and her very own cake
                                                            Dagny in her princess dress ups

Last week was Dagny's birthday. I can't believe my little girl is 2 years old. We had a Fager family get together at Gangy's and Pop Pop's house with her cousins. Gangy and Pop Pop gave Dagny her very first princess dress ups and a princess palace. Noah wasn't too thrilled with the idea of princess dress ups because of how promiscuous she is with her bare shoulder hanging out, but watching her walk around in high heels pretty much takes away any misgivings about the outfit. She loves her new pretty shoes and puts them on first thing she wakes up in the morning. We had pizza and Dagny got her very own cake. I was a crappy parent last year for her birthday and didn't take any pictures so we made sure and took a ton for this birthday. Birthday parties are fun for all kids involved regardless of whose birthday it really is. Dagny's cousins loved helping her open her presents and I'm pretty sure Mele liked Dagny's dress ups more than Dagny did. All in all, it was a good day and I love my little Dagny girl. She's as stubborn as a mule and can sure throw a pretty hefty temper tantrum, but I wouldn't trade her for anything. She's a peach.

Our New Baby

Here's our Sunny boy! He finally came on July 6 at 10:25 AM. I went into the hospital at 8:00 AM to be induced and after 2 hours of labor he entered the cruel world. He weighed a whopping 10 lbs. 1 oz. and was 21 inches long. Labor was amazing and my recovery has been pretty amazing as well. I honestly had no idea that I was capable of carrying a baby that large inside my body. He has dark hair and pretty tan skin. For those of you who watch King of the Hill, Noah always jokes that I had an affair with John Redcorn, but I assure you, I did no such thing. Sunny has had a bit of jaundice, but is progressively getting over it. He's super sleepy so we have to wake him up to eat, which gets pretty annoying at times. Dagny loves being a big sister, but she is having a hard time understanding how to be soft. Life is good, my crotch hurts a bit, but that's understandable considering that I pushed out a 10 pounder. He's the apple of his daddy's eye and is destined to be the greatest wrestler known to the wrestling world. So look out for his name in the papers because he's going to be making headlines.

Anxieties

I know, it has been quite a while since I've blogged, but I have felt as if nothing blog worthy has really come up in my life so it's just easier to not write anything. I'm not much of a picture taker either, which is something that I want to work on. Anyways, I'm very pregnant right now and I'm pretty sure the whole nesting thing has kicked in because Noah and I (mostly Noah) are working like crazy to get the house ready for Sunny. I have all this pent up anxiety because I'm nervous that nothing is going to be ready for the baby and that I'm going to go into labor early or something. So Noah and I made a to do list and have been checking things off as we have accomplished them.

Number 1 Anxiety:

I have been stressing out about weaning Dagny from her crib to the toddler bed. We bought one quite a while ago, but it has stayed in its box in the garage until now. Noah worked like a champ to clear out our junk room and make it our bedroom, while making our old bedroom Dagny's new room. I was nervous to have her sleep in a new bed in a new room, but she did awesome. It took a few tries to get her to stay in her bed, but once Noah knelt down with her and said prayers, then she crawled back in bed and went right to sleep. It hasn't been a problem since then. We're lucky that she can't open doors yet so she just scratches on the door like a puppy until one of us hears her. She's amazing.

Number 2 Anxiety:

I am nervous about going into labor. With Dagny I didn't go into labor at all, and after I was overdue a week my genius doctor decided I better be induced. It was really nice knowing an exact time and day that I was going to have my baby. With Sunny I'm already dilated so my doctor thinks I could go into labor much earlier. It's like having my first baby all over again. Except now I have another child to worry about. I keep praying everyday that Sunny won't come too early and that I'll be induced. I know, I'm a baby, but I really enjoy taking advantage of the advances of modern medicine. I'm also nervous about being away from Dagny for two days. After two years I feel pretty attached to the kid, so I don't feel super comfortable not being around her for 24 hours a day. It's not that I don't trust my mom, but I trust myself the most. 

Number 3 Anxiety:

Why did I get pregnant again? I forgot all the incredible discomforts that come along with giving birth. Definitely not looking forward to not being able to sit down for a couple of weeks or engorgement. Looking back, I don't know how I got through it all. Lack of sleep is starting to haunt me. I am not looking forward to having to wake up every two hours. I love my husband, but he's not the greatest at hearing things when he's sleeping. In fact, he doesn't hear anything at all while he's sleeping. It really is a very uncomfortable situation, but I just have to remind myself that I'm going through all this crap with the best outcome of a child. I'm definitely excited to not be prego anymore because I'm pretty sure I can't take anymore weight being added on to my ginormous belly. I run the risk every day of falling over because I'm so freaking top heavy. So at least with giving birth the baby is no longer inside and my body will soon go back to normal. 

So there you have it. I have many more anxieties, but no one needs to hear all of them or else I might be accused of being a downer of sorts. Noah has to keep reminding me that the Lord will take care of me and to have a little more faith. Noah has been a champ and the most amazing husband. He has been so good about helping me out around the house. I have a really hard time bending over to pick up anything, so Noah helps me with that even though he has just as much of a hard time bending over as well because he's a little top heavy. I feel really lucky to have such an amazing man for a husband. He rocks my socks.