Will was a proud dad this last weekend.
We went to the Ward Campout Friday night. Although I don't think Will considered it real camping since we arrived with everything in our car instead of hauled on our backs.
The weather was nice and warm when we first arrived. We had a scrumptious dinner of sloppy joe's, hot dogs, beans, salads, desserts, chips, etc. (standard pot luck campout dinner). Then as the night grew darker, the temperature dropped.
We bundled Preston up in a blanket, a hat, and put him in the Baby Bjorn all nestled up next to Will for bodyheat. He slept through the festivities of family skits.
Many people made the comment to us that we were so brave to camp with our 2 and 1/2 month old. I couldn't really figure out if that comment was out of shock/horror for bringing him out into the night air, or adoration/admiration for being brave enough to sleep on the ground, in a tent, and with a baby.
Well, pre-baby, Will and I were really big on camping. Almost every other weekend during the summertimes would involve some type of outdoor excursion from camping, kayaking, or backpacking. This would be no different...right?
But we were soon to find out how brave we were...
We headed back to our little tent around 9:30pm and this is where the true test began. Our little "2 Man Tent" was now 2 plus baby. It was a bit tricky trying to figure out how we would place Preston to sleep. We couldn't let him sleep with us on our airmattress because we were afraid we would roll onto him and squish him during the night. And because we didn't expect the temperature to get so low (and for there to be so much dew on the ground), we couldn't just let him sleep on the ground with blankets.
So we brought in his carseat and loaded it up with blankets so it was cozy for him.
The next hour and a half involved the following routine:
- Feeding him....and then him falling asleep with us on the air mattress during feeding
- Carefully trying to pick him up and put him in the carseat without him waking up from the bouncing of the air mattress and the squeaky noises it would make
- Putting him the carseat only to have him wake up 30 seconds later and crying.
- Since our "2 Man Tent" doesn't have any walking room, we can't stand up to bounce and shush him, so we have to try to do it while sitting on a wabbly air mattress.
- Still crying, so handing him back to Mom for another short "Dream feed" to get him to sleep.
- Start routine again.
Luckily our neighbors also had a baby and she was crying too, so we didn't feel too bad. And Preston's cry was a lot quieter too (2 month old lung size compared to 12 month old). But given how tired Will and I were, and how old the "routine" was getting after a few times....we were sure glad when Preston finally decided to conk out and go to sleep for reals this time.
And sleep he did...he slept all through the night and didn't wake up until 6 am the next morning.
And then just some more beautiful shots of the scenery up there where they hiked.
Will also did another "Adventure Race". For those not familiar with adventure racing, it involves a combination of a few different sports and you are timed. Will could tell you about it better than me, but he had to mountain bike, run, do a little orienteering, and um...I think that is it. Sometimes these types of races will involve a water sport as well, but this one didn't.
He was the 2nd team (although his team consisted of just him) across the finish line, but ended up getting 12th our of 35 teams because he choose not to attempt the pro course. He said the sad thing was, he got lost and ended up on the pro course for over 15 minutes but did not realize it. He still has to work out those navigation kinks. He also came up with a team name that is fitting for him: "Lost One" (he said, and I quote "It has multiple meanings, I get lost a lot, I'm a team of one, could also be replaced with Last One as that is where I usually finish).
Here were his race results: http://beastrace.com/2008-BEAST-4-results-ss.htm
Will came home that night with a sprained ankle. He rolled it because he started the race and forgot to tighten his shoes. I think he also injured the same ankle again about a week after that. Ouch.
You can see Will's youtube videos of his adventure races by going here.
Will also went backpacking with some of the guys from our ward. They went up to Rachel Lake. It was about 12 miles. He says they got fogged in. Here are a few pictures from that trip with Videos again on Youtube.
I've been busy trying to get back into music and juggle motherhood. I am really enjoying being a mom, but am still trying to figure out how to become balanced in everything. I find that by the time Will comes home from work I'm so ready for a break I just hand Preston off to him so I can have my arms free again, that I sometimes forget that Will needs attention too.
We had our first date last weekend together without Preston and that was really nice. Hopefully as he continues to get older, and can entertain himself more and more, Will and I will be able to spend some better quality time with each other again. I think this is normal though - as I've talked with a lot of my girlfriends. It seems like everyone goes through a phase of trying to still have time for each other but your both so busy adjusting to taking care of a baby too.
I already mentioned that my mom and I are getting started on a collaborated album together. I've already almost finished the Brahms Lullaby, and next will be working on Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. We each plan to write 5 songs for the album - so a total of 10 songs.
What a joy he has been! He has started smiling lately, coo'ing (talking to us), and I think I even heard a giggle out of him yesterday. He can bat his arms and hands at bright colored toys and can follow us with his eyes from longer distances now. He just had his 2 month checkup this morning and here are some pictures from that...
At home before leaving to head to the doctor's office