Jun 7, 2020

We're a family......Brooklyn Newborn Photos August 22, 2018

Oh how we adore our little BABY BROOKLYN, born August 5th 2018.  She is the best gift from heaven to her Mom, Dad, and her brothers, Bridger (7) and Bronxton (4)....


Our first few months together were unbelievably special, as they are with the birth of Bridger, Bronxton, and every new child that completes a unique and necessary piece of the family puzzle.


The birth and 'coming home' experience brings a solemn reverence to the house that I had never before experienced before having children.


An ineffable joy from from the depth of the soul. A spirit uniting with spirit on a new plane, in a new world, with a new body (for baby AND mom).

Specifically the first week of my babies' life, I will always remember and HOPE to always remember.


I have tried to be diligent in preserving and organizing photographs here and in other places (baby books/annual calendars). I want to help my children look back to see their sweet faces as babes, to know of their divine heritage, to see they were once 'so stinkin' cute'!  

But even more than all that I want them to know of the love I felt to become THEIR new parent here on earth, the love I felt to see a piece of myself and dad in their own beautiful countenance. I want them to see, feel, and taste of these deep feelings springing from my soul, those for which words cannot be uttered.  

Each of these newborn pictures helps me remember a small droplet of that precise moment. A droplet of the loving, a droplet of the bonding, a droplet of the heaven that sprang into life.

Perhaps that is the power in pictures. The memory it recalls, the words your heart sang, and just the honest rawness and reality of it all.
We couldn't kiss you enough Brooklyn...


or look at you enough,....

admire your beauty enough,...

or hold you too much.

Your mamma adores you, now...

Forever....

And always.....


Brooklyn Geneva Day.

 Your name is special. Brooklyn came from the love that began on the Brooklyn Bridge, were Dad and I had one of our first dates.  He came to New York to visit me after meeting through a mutual friend at the time and things went from there... We first met June 8, 2010, dated long distance about 4-5 months, engaged at Cannon Beach, Oregon about Halloween time. I moved back to Utah Thanksgiving, and January 24th we were married in the Logan Temple, sealed for all time and eternity January 24th 2011.

Geneva is the first name of your Great Grandma, Geneva Denison Clegg (my father's mother). She was a special lady that loved her children and grandchildren very much. She always made sure we were well fed. We are happy you can carry on a legacy of such a wonderful lady, I hope you learn lots about her someday as you get older. 

 And the love you have with your brothers started from the day you met. As your oldest brother, Bridger loves to keep you happy, content, and play with you,

 Bronxton loves to blow you kisses.

Both are sublimely happy to have you in our home....


 and have a new baby sister.



I hope they will always protect you.


And laugh with you.

Because after all, we're a family.


Unique as Bronxton's smile.

Now, with your arrival, we are a complete family.
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Sep 15, 2019

WELCOME BROOKLYN GENEVA DAY!!!

Hello World, I was born at 6:16pm on Sunday August 5th 2018. I was about 5 days early from my due date, but mom was ready for my grand entrance.

It was getting pretty cramped in there, here's to life on the outside.

On Sunday morning August 5th, I woke up about 3am with somewhat consistent small contractions. At 6am my water broke and the contractions got bigger but remained bearable until about noon so I stayed home, labored and tried to rest there. At about 12:30 (after doing a few sets of stairs in Morningside Park to get things going) Dad and I took the 2 train downtown to Lower Manhattan, NY Presbyterian hospital (faster than a cab, trust me). We entered the waiting room around 3 pm, went back to triage where mom was dilated to only a 4, but very ready so they admitted her. 

After getting into the room around 4pm the contractions got really crazy, crazy intense while your dad conveniently left for a bite to eat. I opted for an epidural to provide some relief as I was getting really tired from being up since 3am. Upon receiving the epidural it worked on only one side. I was able to get a bit of relief on half my body at least. Right as the anesthesiologist was trying to fix the one sided situation I had the absolute strongest urge to push. That was at about 5:50pm. You were born at 6:16pm, so you can guess how things went. Fast and furious, but I wouldn't have it any other way. You came exactly when you needed to, exactly how you needed to, and to the right family you needed to! We love you and are over the moon you joined on this lovely August Sunday.

Dad proudly holding me in front of the Brooklyn Bridge from the view in our birth room.

First time meeting big brother Bridger...

and Bronxton.



Tagged on both ankles, pricked in the heel and ready to go home please!!!

We went home after only one night in the hospital.  It took a few hours longer than we wanted because you were a little jaundice but we got you out of there! Hospital Prison.
Going home was the best part, here are highlights from the first month.  You slept a lot; but Dad and I really like to get pictures with open eyes!

Big Brother Bronxton - 4 yrs 3 month, Brooklyn - 5 days old

 Mom and Brooklyn snuggling, notice Dad napping in the background


That Newborn Yawn, and the wrinkly hands!

Hey guys, who you lookin' at?

Chillin'

Bronxton and I, he sure does love to hold me! 

Bridger makes me smile...

AND he knows how I feel not having two front teeth...

Big girl in a little crib, or something like that... and skinny STRONG legs...

Mom's favorite activity, staring at me on her lap...

One of about 40 beautiful blankets that came my way, this one was special with my name on it! Thanks Auntie Sherlene!

 My first dollie, she's almost as big as me!

Little peanut in a big rocker


 1st time to Dad's office and I stumble upon someone with the same fashion taste as me. Lucky...