Saturday, October 31, 2015

Random Halloween/October Post.

Oh man, this year we pretty much failed at Halloween. Okay, we didn't fail but life has been hectic between new jobs and a new house and we didn't carve pumpkins! For the first time in our 6 Halloweens together. I'm really bummed out.

We did go to a pumpkin patch with our Egberts! That was so much fun. Lydia is pretty much the cutest thing on the planet. She calls us "Nanna and Nannon" and she just wanted to hold my hand and be with me, so we're basically best friends!






Last night we decided we needed to do something Halloween-ish so we went to Nightmare on 13th. Everyone there was like 10 years younger than us but we just love haunted houses! I only got scared a few times, but mostly it was just fun.



Today I dressed the boys in costumes today for about five minutes. I think they're still mad at me for it. Ha! They HATED it. It's so funny because they basically won't move when they're wearing stuff they don't like. It kills me.




Anyway, we closed on our house Monday the 26th. Yay! The problem is, we are both working full time, so moving after work was not the most fun thing we've ever done. So we moved Monday night and Tuesday night and then had to go to work the next day. Talk about stressful and exhausting! I'm SOOOO grateful for everyone that came to help! Seriously we could not have done it without you! Especially with me being all pregnant, I can't lift heavy things.

And we LOVE our house. But it's a basically a disaster right now because:

1. I haven't had the time to organize
2. I haven't had the energy to organize
3. I am too sick to organize

Sooo hopefully we can just get it settled slowly but surely. But for now we are living in a disaster zone. Luckily, most of the kitchen is unpacked and totally usable so that's the most important thing :)




Once it's all set up I'll take more pictures and maybe take you on a video tour. We'll see. My favorite room is baby boy's room of course. Ahhh I can't believe we'll have a baby living in our house this spring! It's unreal!

And last but not least, I wanted to blog about my new job. I started working on October 12th. Yay! It's for a really fun company called BambooHR. The culture is REALLY awesome there and I already love it. Everyone is awesome. The best part of all? I had to go in for training for 2 weeks but now I get to work from HOME! Oh my gosh, I can't even tell you how giddy this makes me! First of all, I am pretty sick so to be able to puke in the comfort of my own home is glorious. And on top of that I get to be with my sweet boys ALL day! It's my dream come true!! It's really awesome to be able to roll out of bed, start work, watch Survivor and work on my house during my lunch break (or take a nap!!), work until 5 and then be HOME already. Yay!




Okay I'm trying to think if there's anything else I wanted to blog about, but I think I'll save the rest of the updates for my pregnancy post tomorrow :)

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Pregnancy Update: 13 Weeks!

So I decided I want to do little updates during this pregnancy to document everything. I think it will be really fun to look back on one day! I'm not sure if I'll do this weekly, every other week, or just when I feel like it. We'll see :)

Baby is the Size of a: Peach! That seems SO big to me. 3 inches?! When I think about how small his little fingers are, it kind of kills me. I can't really handle it. He is SO cute! And apparently he now has fingerprints. He's also looking way less like an alien and more and more like a baby! :)

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Cravings: I don't really "crave" anything actually but if I do feel like having a treat I just want straight up SUGAR. Like fun dip, pixie stix, sour patch kids, skittles, starbursts. It's like I'm back to being 8 year old Hannah. And I don't want any chocolate. It's bizarre!!

Food Aversions: Everything. Seriously food is so gross.

Weight Gain: None--see above. I'm worried that when my appetite does come back I'm going to go crazy and become a little piggy.

Symptoms: Okay this is not a complaining session. Because I LOVE being pregnant!!! But I have definitely been pretty sick. I take vitamin b6 and a unisom every night before bed, which helps but I still feel pretty nauseous all day and then nighttime is the worst. I only puke 1-3 times a day, so it's really not anything too crazy. I'm also pretty dang tired, and starting work again 2 weeks ago has been rough. On Friday I got home from work and took a 1.5 hour nap and then the next morning slept in until 10:15 and a few hours later took a 2 hour nap! Oh and it's a little early to be having this problem but I have already had pain in my sciatic nerve. My sister (Dr. Emma!) gave me some stretches to do and I think they're helping!

Oh and I just get a kick out of everything I have by my bed. I'm such a preggers! ;)

all the necessities--puke bucket, puke bag, pregnancy book, tums, saltines, water, prenatals, sprite... ha!
Fears: Well, I've always been terrified of labor but I try not to think about it too much. And I also get really freaked out thinking about how fast time goes and how in basically 2 minutes Baby Boy will be going to Kindergarten. That's not really okay.

General Mood: Happy! I definitely have some mood swings and can get angry/ticked off pretty easily, but overall I'm just so so happy and so grateful! I was telling Landon the other day that this is probably the happiest time of our lives. Becoming parents? Oh man, I can hardly believe it! I guess I should add that I also cry over pretty much everything. I'm SO emotional right now.

Sleep: Yes please! My dream would be to sleep 12 hours every night with a 2 hour nap every day.

Maternity Clothes: No, but I am definitely getting thicker around the waist! I know it's mostly bloat and not the baby yet, but my tummy is definitely round. I've started to just either leave the top button of my pants undone or do the whole rubber band trick.

Movement: It's definitely too early, darn it! I can't even wait! I've heard for your first baby it takes awhile to actually feel the movement, so it'll probably be awhile.

Looking Forward To: We have an appointment Wednesday with a new doctor (never going back to that dumb doctor who didn't print the picture for me!) and I can't wait to hear his heartbeat!

I'll probably start taking "bump" pictures pretty soon, but right now I just look kind of chubby ;) I really can't wait until I'm actually showing! Oh and this is the last week of my first trimester. Woot! I feel like this pregnancy is flying by!

Friday, October 23, 2015

It's a Boy!

So I mentioned in my first post that we're having a BOY, but I wanted to tell the story behind finding out.

In my family there are 16 nieces and 4 nephews. My family is really good at making girls, so I've always assumed I would have girls too. The last boy born in my family was over 9 years ago. So when I found out I was pregnant again, I knew right away that it was a girl. Duh, it had to be a girl! It's not that I was thinking that because I wanted it to be a girl, I just knew it was. So I was thinking of girl names, looking at girly clothes, and getting excited thinking about all the free clothes I would be getting from my sisters ;) 

On top of that, all the old wive's tales were telling me girl. The baby's heartbeat was 170 at our 9 week appointment, which is pretty darn high. A high heart rate means girl! There's this theory called the "Ramzi Theory" which you can do if you get an ultrasound between 6-8 weeks and if the baby is on the left side it's a boy and if it's on the right side it's a girl. My baby was on the right side. Chinese gender calendar said girl, dangling the ring above my belly said girl, and all I wanted to eat was SUGAR which seemed girlish right? (Seriously, give me all the nerds, fun dip, and sour patch kids!!!)


Well at 10 weeks I got my blood drawn for genetic testing. It's pretty cool how easily they can test for genetic disorders nowadays. The cool thing about genetic testing, though, is that they can determine the gender too! All from taking some of my blood! I was told the test results could take up to 2 weeks, so I waited patiently. I told my nurse that I did NOT want to find out the gender over the phone. I wanted to be with Landon! She was so cute and told me that she doesn't make cupcakes but that she could write the gender down and I could pick it up instead of finding out over the phone :)

Well one week later I got a call from my nurse! She told me that she wouldn't tell me the gender but all the other results came back good. Yay! Anyway, it was my first day of work (of course) so unfortunately I wasn't able to go down to the office immediately to get the results and had to wait HOURS. Oh my gosh, I was freaking out. Luckily Suzette was able to drive down to the office and pick up the envelope for me!

After work my parents, my brother Joey, and Suzette and Jason came to my brother's house (where we're staying until we close on our house). I was seriously freaking out. Like spazzing (as you can see in the video!)

We all went around the room and made our guesses. Everyone said girl except Joey and Landon didn't guess because he's a stinker :P

I seriously need to get myself under control because I can't even type right now just thinking about how I felt when I saw that blue paper. Of course I felt SHOCK but I felt so much more than that too. Cue the TEARS....

Even though I was convinced all along it was a girl, it just felt SO right at that moment that we were having a boy. I can't even tell you how happy I was to see blue! Landon's face in the video kills me. You can just see how happy he was too. A little boy! A little mini-Landon! My heart really can't take it!!!!


Knowing the gender just made everything feel that much more real. To be able to say "he" and to start picking out names and to picture HIM. Gosh, he is going to be the sweetest thing. Landon asks me every day how our baby boy is doing and we are pretty sure we've found his name (but we're keeping it secret, sorry!) It feels SO right that we're having a boy and we couldn't be more thrilled. I'm going to be SO outnumbered, but I can tell you right now that I'm the luckiest to have all my sweet BOYS!!!



We can't wait to meet you baby boy!

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

I Lost My First Baby.

So I have gone back and forth about posting the details about all this, but I've decided I want to share.   If you have been through this you know how heartbreaking it is and I want people to know they can talk to me! It really helps to talk to people and know you're not alone.

As you may have guessed, this is not my first pregnancy. A few months ago I miscarried my first, sweet baby. I can't even type those words without crying.

But let's start at the beginning. When we started "trying" we both assumed I would get pregnant right away. Wrong. So we did the whole ovulation kits, charting body temperature every morning, etc. etc. etc. Each month I wasn't pregnant was heartbreaking. So heartbreaking. Each month I thought for sure I was pregnant too. One month happened to be right Valentine's Day and of course I was convinced I was pregnant. I had all the "symptoms" and just had a gut feeling. So I made Landon this Valentine's Day card and was planning on surprising him with the card and the positive test. I wasn't pregnant, and of course was devastated. I showed him the card bawling, telling him I wasn't pregnant that month either.



Those seven months were basically one big roller coaster ride. Most doctors won't start testing you or taking you seriously until you've been trying for a year. That's a long time and I didn't want to wait. So my doctor started running some tests and things were looking fine. 

We started talking seriously about options like IUI, IVF, and adoption. We were SO ready to have our baby. One particular low point was on our camping trip over memorial day. We were just relaxing in our tent and seriously having the best time and I just lost it. I just kept telling Landon I missed our baby. I felt like our baby should be there with us and my heart was just so so broken.


Well just over a month later, on Father's Day, we found out I was finally pregnant! It was the happiest moment of our lives and we were SO excited. I surprised Landon with this darling baby outfit and we were both in shock--we were seriously starting to wonder if we could even get pregnant! Our baby was due March 3, 2016 which was perfect because it would share a "birth month" with daddy.


I seriously carried that pregnancy test with me everywhere. I know it sounds weird, but it was physical proof that I had a baby in my belly and I LOVED it. We also left the baby outfit out and were constantly holding it and looking at it. One night Landon even put Henry in it. IT WAS SO FUNNY! :) 


Landon was so protective of me and would tell me to take it easy and take naps. He was always kissing my belly and telling the baby how much he loved it. I wrote the baby a letter every week. We were seriously over the moon. 

But a month later it all came crashing down. We learned at my 8 week ultrasound that our sweet baby no longer had a heartbeat and had stopped growing at 7 weeks. I'll spare you all the details, but it was the hardest thing I've ever experienced physically and emotionally.

Remember how I said I wrote the baby letters every week? Here's what I wrote the day we found out we lost our angel.
7/21/15
Goodbye Baby,

Oh sweet baby, I'm writing this with tears streaming down my face and my heart in a million pieces. We lost you today. I don't even know what to say other than we love you so very, very much. I still can't believe it. It's a nightmare replaying over and over in my mind. Donna, the ultrasound tech, telling us there is no heartbeat and putting her hand on my thigh telling me she's so sorry. Lisa the midwife explaining to us what this means and what is going to happen next. Everyone is so sorry, but nothing they can say will make it better. We just want you. We wanted you to be in our family more than anything. We were looking forward to our future with so much brightness and happiness and hope and now suddenly we feel like there is no hope. How can we be happy without you? You lived to be 7 weeks old. You were perfect. I got to see you on the screen and see your head and tiny body. Last night I had a dream about you. I thought that it was a good sign that everything was okay. You were a perfect, beautiful baby boy. The most beautiful baby I had ever seen in my life. You had dark brown hair and beautiful skin like your daddy. You had beautiful blue eyes and the most perfect, angel face. We named you Blake and we were so happy. We found out exactly one month ago that you were in my belly and it's been the happiest month of our lives. There wasn't a moment that went by that I wasn't thinking about you and praying for you to grow healthy and strong. I always had my hand on my belly, rubbing it telling you how much I love you. You were our first baby, and I always called you my miracle baby. After months and months and months and months of not getting pregnant, you finally made me a mama-to-be and I've never been so happy. Thank you for bringing me so much happiness and filling our house with so much love with your short, perfect life. We love you so much baby!

Love,
Mama

I can't even read that now without sobbing. I felt so much guilt, because I had suspected I had low progesterone and had mentioned it to my doctor who just brushed me off. I felt like I could have done more to save my baby. In fact, the day of my miscarriage my progesterone was SO low and to me that confirmed my fears.

The next few hours were a blur of tears, anger, and phone calls to our parents. We were planning on Skyping with our parents later that night to tell them the happy news...Everyone was devastated and heartbroken and offered so much love and support. It REALLY helped me to be able to talk to people about it and tell them about my sweet baby. I talked to my mom first and at that point I was still crying so hard I could hardly talk. She told me not to lose my faith and to pray. I told her I did not want to pray, but she told me I HAD to keep praying.

That night I went through waves of despair, disbelief, anger, hopelessness, depression, shock... so many emotions. I was nauseous and dizzy from all the crying and I couldn't stop. I really thought I was going to pass out. That night I remembered my mom's advice to pray, but it was so so hard. I couldn't start my prayer off with gratitude. I was so angry and so upset.

I've always heard of people having miscarriages and the stupid nurses and doctors will say things to you like, "most women will have a miscarriage at some point..." and "miscarriages are very common." Like that's going to make losing my child any easier to deal with?!?! It was sooooo hard to be treated like I just had a tooth removed when I was losing my CHILD. My first baby. It was the loss of our future, our hopes, our dreams. From the moment we found out I was pregnant, Landon and I were in love with our sweet baby. To have that suddenly snatched from us was more devastating than I can even express. I also think it's important to acknowledge how hard a miscarriage is on the daddy. My poor sweet Landon.

My mom and Landon's mom really helped me to feel better and understand that it was NOT my fault. Although it felt like I could've saved my baby, I obviously had no idea and my intention was NOT to lose my baby. It's easy to look back and say "well what if I would've gone into the doctor RIGHT when I started spotting..." but I was told over and over again that it wasn't a problem. So instead of being angry with myself, I turned my anger to my doctors. If I was worried, they should have trusted my instinct. They should have told me to come right in. They should have checked my progesterone levels, especially because I had told them before I even got pregnant that I had symptoms of low progesterone. Maybe if they had taken me seriously, they could have saved my baby.

I wish I could say that all of the sudden I felt such peace and happiness and went on with my life. Every morning I cried when I woke up remembering my baby wasn't in my belly anymore. Every day I had breakdowns. Every second I missed my baby. Whenever Landon had to leave for work I had mini-anxiety attacks. I didn't want to be alone. Being alone hurt. Being alone was hard. I would get so upset and so depressed that I literally felt dizzy. It's the weirdest thing to feel so much sorrow that the room starts spinning and you are scared to stand up because you feel like you would just pass out. I told Landon I was worried I would never be "me" again. The "happy Hannah" that everyone knew. I was also so worried that I wouldn't even be able to get pregnant again and that even if I did, what if I just kept miscarrying?

I had to go to my doctor exactly one week later and be in that exact same office and in that exact same ultrasound room. I walked in and immediately started tearing up, but then prayed for strength so I could hold it together and ask my doctor questions. It was hard to watch the screen and see my empty uterus. No more sack, no more baby. Landon sat in the same chair and when the ultrasound tech with tears in his eyes too. It was a nightmare. Talking to our doctor didn't help at all. She basically thought I was crazy for thinking I had a progesterone problem and told me she never even checks her patient's progesterone levels and never prescribes progesterone. We asked if there was anything wrong with too much progesterone, and she said no only the cost. Then give me the freaking progesterone, crazy lady!!!

I knew that the next time I got pregnant, I would be more proactive and find a new doctor who would take me seriously and test my progesterone. So exactly a month later, I took a pregnancy test. We hadn't been "trying" so I knew that there was no way I could be pregnant. But what if? I needed to know if I was because then I wanted to get started on progesterone RIGHT AWAY. Well I took the test and the faintest line showed up. It was almost invisible. I just started shaking uncontrollably, but was scared to get excited because sometimes even months after a miscarriage you have leftover pregnancy hormone. I said a quick prayer, praying that if this was a new pregnancy that my baby would be safe. I knew I could not handle the devastation of losing another baby. I can't even tell you the immediate sense of PEACE and comfort that flooded over me. Even though I kept second guessing if it was a new pregnancy or not, deep down I remembered how I felt when I prayed.

So when Landon woke up, I showed him, but we really didn't think much of it. It wasn't this happy moment of "oh my gosh! we're pregnant again!" Having a miscarriage makes you second guess everything. I explained it to Landon that my "pregnancy innocence" was taken from me and now pregnancy was just a very scary thing. I called my old doctor's office, but told the nurse I needed a new doctor who believed in progesterone. She was able to find me a new doctor at the same clinic. Thank goodness! I went to the clinic that morning to test for the pregnancy hormone (hcg) and progesterone.

You have to look REAL close to see that second line, but it's there! 
Anyway, the next day they called with my results and told me my hcg was 8 and that my progesterone was 12.1. That's "normal" but definitely on the low side. The nurse told me that the doctor would prescribe progesterone if I wanted it. OF COURSE I wanted it, even though I still wasn't sure if the hcg was just leftover or not. The only way to know if it was a new pregnancy was if my hcg doubled in 48 hours (or if my pregnancy test line got darker). But it was such a relief to have a doctor who took me seriously and who gave me progesterone! Hallelujah! 

I took a few more pregnancy tests over the next few days, and started to feel more confident that I was in fact pregnant again! But, of course I was still terrified of another miscarriage.


Then we got the results from my 48 hour hcg test and knew for 100% certain that I was definitely pregnant again. A MIRACLE! My hcg went from 8 to 50! So it more than quadrupled in 48 hours. We couldn't believe it! But we were still SO guarded and honestly didn't even talk about the baby that much. We were trying to remain detached after all that we'd been through, just one month earlier. 

We had an ultrasound at 6 weeks, which is pretty early but I just wanted to know if my baby had a strong heartbeat. If there was something wrong I wanted to know sooner rather than later. This was on Wednesday September 9--a few days before we moved to Utah!!!! Crazy huh? A few days before my ultrasound, I had some brown spotting (sorry for the TMI) but that's exactly how my last miscarriage started. I was so so terrified, but hoping for the best.

Anyway, being back in that same doctor's office and sitting in the same ultrasound room with the same ultrasound tech was absolutely horrifying. We were both so so scared and both couldn't keep back the tears. The sweet ultrasound tech said to me, "yay! you're pregnant again!" and I just said, "I think so??" She was confused by my response, but I was pretty much in denial. I was prepared to hear the worst. So when she showed us our baby and its heartbeat of 118 Landon and I were both in tears! I can't even explain how relieved and happy we were. It was the most amazing thing we had ever seen or heard in our life. She printed out a few pictures for me and then printed out the cutest wallet-sized picture "for dad." We also got a video! It's only 2 seconds, so you just have to hit repeat and watch it over and over and over :) 




After that ultrasound, we finally let ourselves get excited! We knew there was still a chance of losing our baby, but once you see the heartbeat that chance drops dramatically. What was even more exciting is that we were moving to Utah in a few days--which meant we could tell our family in person! 

When we arrived in Utah on Sunday, we showed everyone the ultrasound picture and they were all just so shocked and SO happy. Both of our parents knew about the miscarriage, so all of their reactions were especially sweet! I wish we would have gotten it on video, but honestly I'll never forget it. This baby is SO loved!

Nini (Landon's mom) had this blanket made already for the baby! She had no idea she'd be giving it to us so soon.
I had been feeling a little queasy (I was about 7 weeks then) but luckily I didn't get REALLY sick until a few days after the big move. I can't imagine how I would've done all that packing and loading and driving if we had moved a week later! Being sick has been a huge blessing though because I didn't get sick at all with my first pregnancy, so puking and feeling like crap all day is WONDERFUL. It just means my baby is healthy! :) 

We had another ultrasound with a dumb doctor at 9.5 weeks in Utah. I say dumb doctor because he didn't print off a picture of our baby! The machine ran out of paper... WELL GET SOME MORE PAPER THEN DUMMY! Ugh! I was so mad. But our baby was SOOOO cute! He was wiggling around and had a heartbeat of 170! I was really nervous to get another ultrasound, and started having a major panic attack in the waiting room. People probably thought I was crazy standing in line waiting to get checked in because I was just crying. But all that fear went away when the doctor let us see and hear our sweet baby's heartbeat! Such a miracle!!!!

Landon is already the cutest daddy--my heart can hardly stand it. He carries a picture of the ultrasound we got at 6 weeks in his wallet and will show it to complete strangers (like on the airplane!) It seriously kills me. He's so so excited!

So that's the story of our little miracle baby. He came to us when I was at my lowest low. I had no hope. I was depressed. I was broken. I know that not everyone who experiences the loss of a baby is as lucky to get pregnant again right away, and my heart seriously aches for them. Just know I am giving you a MILLION hugs from the computer screen if you're reading this and have gone through something similar. But I hope my story gives you hope. I had to tell myself every day that I would be a mom someday. Whether that be through the help of fertility doctors, adoption, foster care, church callings, etc. etc. etc. Just keep the hope! Talk to people. Don't give up! Miracles happen and our sweet baby boy is living proof of that!

Right now I'm 12.5 weeks so we're officially out of the "danger" zone and feeling so so grateful. I'll share the story of how we know the gender already and post the video in the next post, so stay tuned :)

Monday, October 19, 2015

Our Biggest Adventure!

We are so excited to announce that Baby BOY Richins will be joining our family the beginning of May! Ahhhh!


This baby is already SO loved and we couldn't be more grateful. It was a long road to get here and he truly is our miracle. But, I'll save that story for another day :)

I was pretty much 100% convinced we were having a girl, mostly because I have 16 nieces and only 4 nephews! The last boy born in our family was over nine years ago! So I had started picking out girl names, looking at girl clothes... So when we found out it's actually a BOY I was in major shock but SOOOO incredibly happy! Landon just teases me now about my "motherly intuition." Ha! I'll have to post the video of our reaction soon :) It's pretty funny. Everyone thought it was a girl!

Anyway, we are just SO incredibly happy and can't even wait to meet this sweet boy! Stay tuned for more details! 

Monday, October 5, 2015

Getting Settled in Utah.

Okay I've been meaning to blog, but it's just been a little busy over here. Get ready for some exciting news :)

So we got to Utah on Sunday September 13. No jobs, no house, living in my brother's basement. Landon had an interview on Monday September 14 and then had to fly back to Portland to finish working for 2.5 weeks. Those few weeks were rough. Anyway, that Thursday the company called to offer Landon a job! A JOB! Can you believe it?! He was in Utah for less than 24 hours and he got a job. He's incredible! It was really scary moving to Utah so blindly, but we felt so strongly about it and just knew deep down it would all work out. Crazy stuff!

So Landon finally got home on September 30th. YAY! So we started house hunting. We have an AMAZING realtor (thanks for recommending her Toni!!!!) and we looked at a million houses all week. We thought about building in East Lehi, but the HOA and the price of the home was kind of freaking us out. It was gorgeous, so we signed a contract but knew we had 10 days to back out. So we kept looking. The next day, a new house came on the market. I sent Landon the link and said, as long as this house doesn't stink we are buying it! Haha. So we saw it and LOVED it and decided to put in an offer. Well, turns out they had already received an offer earlier that morning! And the seller had countered it. The buyers had until Sunday at 6pm to accept that counter and if they accepted the counter, there was nothing we could do. They'd be under contract. But guess what? They accepted the counter AFTER 6pm, which meant the buyer could now look at his other offers (yes, he had received multiple offers including ours!) and we just found out today that he accepted ours and we will be closing in THREE WEEKS!!!! Holy cow! It is all thanks to our amazing realtor who was persistent and made our offer the strongest :) Thanks Dana!!!!


The house is in Riverton, was built in 2007, it's in a culdesac, has room for Landon's shop, 4 bedrooms, tons of closets/storage... We LOVE it! I can't believe it's really happening!

And if that wasn't enough excitement, we also got a new car. Well new-ish! :) If you don't remember what I was driving before let me refresh your memory. This is Turtle. Our lovely 1993 Toyota Tercel.


So getting a 2008 Corolla feels like I'm driving a luxury car! Air conditioning, power locks/windows, cruise control.... I'm all fancy now! ;) ha!


Okay and if that all wasn't exciting enough... Landon learned how to paraglide! It has been a dream of his FOREVER! He had a week off work before starting his new job so I told him he just needed to do it! The first day he just went off the hill and then would have to hike back up. It was SO amazing watching him! He's just a natural.




isn't he cute?!

The second day he actually went off the top of the mountain. I was SOOOOOO dang nervous. Like seriously I could hardly even watch. But of course he did awesome and LOVES it! He was really born to fly.




Anyway, so I think it's safe to say that our first few weeks of Utah have been pretty eventful!! We LOVE being home!!! 
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