Crazy Hair!

Some of it's long, some of it's still way way short. But boy does it love to stick straight up! My mommy doesn't know what to do with it and I won't stay still very long. So please help her and give her some ideas! We need some hair help and fast. Thanks!

What a Week

Hmmmm, so another week is gone and I haven't much to say. Megan and I have both not been feeling our best so we've spent a lot of time hanging out on the living room floor. The house is a mess and frankly I don't really have the energy to clean it, so messy it will have to stay. And even if I did have the energy it would still be a mess because Megan will hardly let me out of her reach. She's not sleeping much and with being sick and sleep deprived she wants me to hold her, or at least be her jungle gym, every second. It's okay though. I do really enjoy the time I get to spend with her.
As for Mark, he's been gone, gone, gone. Working from about 6am to 7pm (give or take an hour or so) all week. He's always worked 6 days/wk, but some weeks are harder than others. We can't go outside because it's too cold and with Mark being as busy as he was it was Thursday before we even had a decent conversation. I wish I could tell you college fams that once your husband's got out of school and on the career path things would get better, and maybe for you they will, but oh boy, being married to a business owner is a toughy. I don't know who has it harder, the wives at home or the sleep deprived, meal deprived husband workers.
Luckily, life isn't all bleak, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else, and I truly mean that. Sometimes weeks are like that, "even in Australia".
P.S. Meg has a wicked diaper rash, thus the airing out prosses and the naked baby picture. Hope one is offended. Cheers!

Mobile Megan and a Mother's Worst Nighmare

Megan is now a little over 7 months old and has become so much more mobile and in control of her body, although she is still working on all the particulars.
Well exactly a week ago today the most terrifying thing happened. We have a large tub sink in the kitchen which has been really nice for giving Megan a bath in. Even when she was too little to sit up there was plenty of room for her to lie down and since the only bath tub we have is downstairs, the sink is a lot more convenient. So last week I was giving her a bath in the morning, and I turned around for literally 1 second and took maybe 2 steps away, when I hear a "slip" only to turn around to see my baby fall head first from the sink to the hard tile floor!!!! Ahhh! She was just outside my reach and it was as if in slow motion. There was nothing I could do, but I picked her up quickly and ran for the phone. She, of course was hysterical and I was shaking so hard I didn't know what to do. What if she had a broken neck? Don't they say that when most people break their necks they don't even know it until later because the bodies adrenaline kicks in and they don't feel the pain? I don't know. What if there's internal bleeding? I was so terrified that I had just killed my baby. So I immediately called 911 (my second time in a year, thanks Em!). To some this may sound paranoid, but I just didn't want to "wait and see" on a head injury. While I was waiting with the person on the phone (they make you stay on the line until the people get there) I was able to give Megan a few emergency homeopathy's (my natural health training kicking in) and they were there in minutes. They came right in and took a look at her and reassured me that my baby was very lucky and just fine. Her head was a little red where she hit it, but other than seeming a little shaken up and tired from the experience she was perfectly alert and her eyes looked just fine and she had no visible cuts. They left a few short minutes after they came, reassuring me that if there was any hint of a problem they'd take her, but they were sure she was fine.
Just a month ago my grandma was telling me a story about how my mom had flipped herself out of her car seat that was sitting on the counter onto the floor at 1 month and how she was just sure she had killed her baby. That story kept replaying in my mind thinking how horrible that would be if that happened to me, and here it did. Oh, I felt so horrible. I cried and felt so guilty for letting something like this happen. And then I had to keep replaying the horrible event for all my wonderful, caring neighbors who were calling to make sure we were okay after they saw the EMT outside. It was probably the lowest moment I have had as a mother. I am so grateful that my baby was watched over that day. She never even got a bump on her head! She been a lot more cautious with all her new found mobility, but she's here, happy, and healthy, and I couldn't ask for more. We truly are so blessed.

More Christmas Pictures

There really are SO many adorable pictures from Christmas morning, but I can't fit them all! Megan is is the "hand to mouth" stage and just loved getting everything she could in her mouth. What lucky parents we are to have such a fun, zesty little girl!

Christmas Time.. at Last

Every year we trade off Christmas and Thanksgiving between the Basil and Willhite sides. This year it was a Californian Christmas. The first few days weren't as warm as expected, but the last half of the trip the weather warmed up and it was quite nice.
Mark, his sister's and their families were all together (and Mom and Dad Basil, of course) which made it really nice.
The first day we arrived ended up being a full day of Christmas shopping since I didn't want to shop here and then have to pack them over. Although it certainly would have been nice to have extra luggage room on the way home. The other two days were also spent shopping, cooking and eating really great food. Megan even had her first food while in California. We also got to visit Santa, which was fun. It is so nice when there are two cooks in the kitchen and another mother at home to watch the baby while Mark and I got to go out and just be together. We don't get a lot of time to do things with just the two of us very often and it was especially nice because EVERYTHIHNG out there is just 5 minutes away, where here it takes at least 15 minutes to get just about anywhere. Living and a more populated area certainly has its advantages.
Christmas Eve was spent at Mom and Dad Basil's where Mark and I got to play Mary and Joseph. Megan was supposed to be Baby Jesus, but the though of waking her up mid-night sleep didn't sound real great to us, so a doll filled in for her. The theme this year was Itanilan dishes and I made Mark favorite bar-b-que chicken pizza. It was a real hit! P.S. yeast rises MUCH fast and better in California-- bakers beware!
Christmas morning, Megan was the center of attention. Santa "Basil" lovingly took care of our stockings and visited us all. Megan started her "Little People" collection via grandma and grandpa, with a few other toys, a dress, and pajamas. Although, we could have given her wrapping paper and she would have been just as happy. We spent the day cooking, sleeping, eating and enjoying each other's company until it was time to go to Grandma and Grampa Mathonis's where we did it all over again just with more people.
We had one day after that and then early the next morning we were off and home to Utah again. The trip was way too fast and we were sad to have to leave, but we had a great time and Megan had a blast playing with all her cousins!

On New Years we spent some time with the Willhite's and exchanged gifts as well. It's sad to have to split time between the families, but its also good because we get to feel relaxed with whom ever we are with without feeling as if we have to spend the days "Party Hopping", so to speak.
It was indeed a very Merry Christmas!