Well, it's been awhile since I've come on and done anything with the blog. This is mainly because I have been busy writing and independently publishing books this month with the kindle. My books are only available on the kindle, which makes it hard for anyone who doesn't have one to get a copy.
Pam and I co-wrote The True Story of Hope the Cat
I also wrote two other children's books that are now for sale including Oso Azul Quiere Jugar/Blue Bear Wants to Play and ABC Animal Rhymes.
I just finished a project this morning that is more for adult readers. It is about my experiences both in the church and in Mormon culture. This book won't be published until later on tonight. If you do a search on my name on amazon.com my books will come up.
Xander and Curtis
Our little men
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Xander the Music Lover
Xander loves music. In the womb he was angrily kick Pam if the band kids weren't playing well. Out of the womb he makes it obvious to us which songs he likes and which songs he doesn't like. Don't play ZZ Top to him, Beatles are fine.
He also really likes it when I sing to him. Tonight I sang to him over the phone since I am at a state wrestling competition. Pam said that the sound of my voice changed his whole mood and put him to sleep. I'm glad that I'm able to do something for my son despite being so far away from him right now.
He also really likes it when I sing to him. Tonight I sang to him over the phone since I am at a state wrestling competition. Pam said that the sound of my voice changed his whole mood and put him to sleep. I'm glad that I'm able to do something for my son despite being so far away from him right now.
Kitty's Got a New Trick
One particular night I got very confused because I started to go check on Xander because it sounded like he was waking up when I looked over and saw that Pam was already feeding him. At 2 AM it's kind of hard to process things and it took me awhile to figure it out.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Information on Xander
Xander likes to squirm and stick out his tongue. He is also very smart. When Pam talks about me he will look in my direction. He sleeps a lot so far, which makes him a very easy baby to handle. He really likes movement. He'll sleep through anything as long as you keep him moving.
He has a widow's peak, just like his mother. His eyes have already started to change color, we think they are going to be green. He has dark hair, with some blonde in it. He was born at 19 inches long and 7 pounds 9 ounces. He has cubby cheeks. Pam sees mostly my features when she looks at him, my chin, my ears, and so forth.
When he was in the womb everyone was telling us what a big baby he was going to be so we didn't bother with many newborn clothing. Now that he's here and so tiny we had to buy a lot of newborn things, much of which is too big for him! If only I had my camera with me I could upload some photos! Oh well. I'm looking forward to seeing him tonight after the competition. I'm so glad Pam brought him yesterday, that really put up my spirits.
The hospital warned us about depression when we left and said to look for it in me. I mentioned that I thought that only happened to the mother. "Oh, it happens to the father, when they have to go back to work." I'm not sure that really qualifies as depression. I leave home and miss my son, I come home and feel great being with my son. I've already read at least half a dozen books to him; he likes it when we read. I want to try to read him something everyday. When I don't have a book to read sometimes it calms him just to hear my voice, so I tell him Bible and Book of Mormon Stories.
He is so cute when we read to him or tell him stories. He knows by the sound of our voices when things are suspenseful. He knows when things are happy. He knows what emotions the characters are having by how we read the books. I know everyone says their baby is a genius and what not and it sounds corny. But when I watch his face as I read, I know that if nothing else, he knows the feeling of the story. Which is evidence of intelligence to me.
I love my wonderful and perfect baby boy.
He has a widow's peak, just like his mother. His eyes have already started to change color, we think they are going to be green. He has dark hair, with some blonde in it. He was born at 19 inches long and 7 pounds 9 ounces. He has cubby cheeks. Pam sees mostly my features when she looks at him, my chin, my ears, and so forth.
When he was in the womb everyone was telling us what a big baby he was going to be so we didn't bother with many newborn clothing. Now that he's here and so tiny we had to buy a lot of newborn things, much of which is too big for him! If only I had my camera with me I could upload some photos! Oh well. I'm looking forward to seeing him tonight after the competition. I'm so glad Pam brought him yesterday, that really put up my spirits.
The hospital warned us about depression when we left and said to look for it in me. I mentioned that I thought that only happened to the mother. "Oh, it happens to the father, when they have to go back to work." I'm not sure that really qualifies as depression. I leave home and miss my son, I come home and feel great being with my son. I've already read at least half a dozen books to him; he likes it when we read. I want to try to read him something everyday. When I don't have a book to read sometimes it calms him just to hear my voice, so I tell him Bible and Book of Mormon Stories.
He is so cute when we read to him or tell him stories. He knows by the sound of our voices when things are suspenseful. He knows when things are happy. He knows what emotions the characters are having by how we read the books. I know everyone says their baby is a genius and what not and it sounds corny. But when I watch his face as I read, I know that if nothing else, he knows the feeling of the story. Which is evidence of intelligence to me.
I love my wonderful and perfect baby boy.
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