It is so easy to taking pooping for granted. We all do it everyday (well most of us anyway). They even make a book called Everyone Poops. Everyone, except Addie that is. This poor child has more problems pooping than anyone I have ever heard of! It took her about 9 days to fully pass her meconium! (she was poopoing a lot, she just had a lot I guess). After that she had no problems for about a week. Then…nothing. Nothing for days at a time. Everyone kept saying she would outgrow it, but here we are at almost 12 weeks, which is also:

81 days, 11 hours, 31 minutes
7,039,882 seconds
117,331 minutes (rounded down)
1955 hours (rounded down)

And still, pooping is a problem. When you think about 1955 hours and the fact she used to poop about every 2, then every 9, and now every 2-3 days… thats a lot of poop. But still not as much as it should be.

We give her pear juice and Milk of Magnesia, but still have littel results, and when she does finally decide to go… oh boy watch out! The screaming starts and doesn’t stop!!
Yesterday we 3 bm’s in one day, poor thing was miserable and each one was like peanut butter. Today she has just been so clingy and fussy it just breaks me heart! All i can do to comfort her is let her latch on and suck away for hours at a time.

We have an appointment with a pediatrician who specializes in this type of thing on the 17th, but uintil then, all we can do it hope for the best.

Our Vegas trip seemed to end all too quickly, Great Grandma Lentz, just loved Addie.

We all got up early (ok well not too early and went to Great Grandma Lentz’ house a visit. When we knocked on the door she said “Let me see that baby!” Addie was definitely a hit! Karl, Dao and Sydney were visiting as well for Daos birthday on July 30th. So they got to meet little Addie as well.

Sydney (whom I found out is Addie’s First Cousin Once Removed) was delighted, she kept giving me updates.

“Michelle, the baby is sleeping”

“Michelle, I think the baby is hungry”,

“Michelle, I think the baby is waking up!”

She even helped feed Addie a few times, and gave her lots of love!

Although this pic is not of Sydney and Addie (I know I have some, I think they are on Jess’ Camera though) The picture is too cute not to post!

Karl and Dao reminiced about when Sydney was “that little” and offered up tons of advice (which we gladly took!)

While we were in Vegas it was pretty much non-stop! Great Grandma Lentz’ good friend (of 60 or so years) had her 80th birthday party! There was food, dancing and games! I have some video I hope to upload later, but here is a great picture of Sydney (and Grandma hidden in the background) dancing. The girl holding Sydney was Bailey…One of Vienna’s Great Grandaughters, they became dancing partners for most of the day.

We also hit up the pool for a swim at our hotel. I left the camera in the room, but managed to snap a few cute photos with my phone.

Thanks for such a fun visit Great Grandma Lentz!

So in the spirit of Great Grandmothers, Grandma Juanita just loves out little Addie. She has made blankets and booties and all sorts of fun things for her. It is so fun to see the smiles a little girl can put on someones face.

The day Adeline was born Jess and I waited over 4 hours for the records clerk at LDS Hopital to show up with Jess’ Voluntary Declaration of Paternity paperwork. This consists of 3 forms he needed to fill out along with a booklet making sure he understood his rights.
Of course Jess was more than willing to fill all this out, and even though the clerk was slow and a bit ditsy, we figured she had done hundreds of these and so whats the big deal. We fill it out, she notarizes, and it gets faxed/mailed to the state… Zip and we are done, right?
WRONG!!
One month after her birth I head down to the Records division to pick up her birth certificate. The woman behind the counter points out there is no father listed. In Shock and amazment, I ask why? She says sometimes it can take a few weeks to get the paternity info, or it will get overlooked. Then the conversation went something like this:

Woman: Are you married to the father?
Me: No.
Woman: Where did you deliver?
Me: LDS.
Woman: Ahh.
Me: Does this happen often?
Woman: Lets just say you are not the first unwed mother to have this problem with LDS.
Me: So they just don’t like it? They are apposed to kids out of wedlock?
Woman: I can’t say… lets just say this happens alot.

AAARRRRGGGGHHHH!! So. We call LDS hospital and talk to Casey, she says Oops, I do still have the paperwork. I will re-submit it. *I wanted to kill her* It only took me 4 phone calls just to get a hold of her to find this info out.

So, we give it 2 weeks to get everything processed and Jess heads down to the Records Division, since his name is on the birth certificate now, he can pick it up right? WRONG!
Why you may ask? Cause his name is STILL not on the birth certificate.

This pretty much set Jess off, he stormed down to LDS hospital, where he got the run around and eventually “There is nothing we can do, we are past the date we can submit anything, you will have to go to the state and apply for a new birth certificate.

@#$%@#$%@#$%!!!!!

Ok. Calm Down. We can do this.

@#$%@#$%@#$%!!!

So, today we both go down to the state department of record (cause Jess isn’t the daddy yet and has no legal rights to pick up or sign on my behalf) . It takes 2 hours and we have to go through everything we already went through at LDS hospital on the day she was born… AND we have to watch some stupid video to make sure Jess understands his legal rights. Are you F@#$’n kidding me??? He is here, willing to take responisbility for this child and you are making us Jump through hoops! no wonder there are so many moms on welfare.

I hate Utah.

Mrs. Bobbi: “I think she’s 3 & three quaters [old]“

Little Boy: “I think my brother is 7 and seven nickels”

Mrs. Bobbi: “….oh….?”

Hah! Kids kill me!

Most children have grandmas and grandpa, or granny’s and pappys. Addie has a Gram and Grump on my side. Being as this is their first grandchild I decided to give my parents the opportunity to “name themselves”. This went on for a few weeks before decisions were made.

My mom was content being Grandma Nichols, then Grandma Bobbi, then decided she really likes Grams. This is good. When she goes crazy, we’ll call her Gram Crackers!

My dad was just going to be Grandpa (as he is the olny one). But then in lieu of the Disney fanatic I am, he decided to be Grumpa (Ok that and he thinks he is grumpy in general)

I am sure she will come up with her own names for them the way My brother Tony and I did, but until the, I am just thrilled.