Rice Cereal

Ian had his first non-milk food today: very runny rice cereal. When I (his mommy) first started breastfeeding 4 months ago, I couldn't wait for the minute when Ian would turn 4 months and could eat solids. Nursing has definitely gotten easier, so I was able to delay until 4 1/2 months, since the pediatrician recommended waiting until 5 months in order to avoid food allergies. But Ian was SO ready for solids. He can sit up very well with assistance and is curious about big-people food. I was very surprised about his reaction to rice cereal. Take a look:



I thought it was hilarious that he would grimace with every mouthful but keep on reaching for more. Maybe he was just excited by the shiny spoon.



Jordan had fun feeding Ian, too. It was great to get daddy in on feeding our baby.

Ian is 4 Months Old

Ian was blessed on August 22, 2010. We had the privilege of blessing him in Kelly's childhood ward, Firgrove ward, with lots of family and friends there. Ian and his daddy looked like total studs in white shirts, khakis, and matching blue ties.




Well, everyone said it would happen. Growing up, that is. And Ian has done it. He has gone from a 7-pound-peanut to a 15-pound sack of potatoes. He has grown from 19 inches to 25 inches--1/3 the height of Jordan! He has learned so much in the past few weeks. It is exciting to see him learn even the smallest things. He reaches for objects and grabs them, at which point he puts them straight in his mouth. He can grab his toes, although he doesn't quite know what they are or where they came from yet. He doesn't mind his tummy time, as you can see in the video. He is also smiling and laughing a lot now. We are sooooo happy to be his parents!

Ian Walter Ford

After 9 months in his mommy's tummy, Ian was ready to begin mortality outside of the womb. On Wednesday the 26th of May, Kelly and I went out to get dessert at Kneaders and we walked around upper campus of BYU by the museum and waterfall. Around 9pm contractions came on strong. After walking to the park and back in the dark, the contractions quickly changed to 4-5 minutes apart. After 2 hours of contractions we decided to make the 15 minute journey to the hospital. The contractions seemed so close together and so intense that having the baby in the car crossed my mind. It was 11:10pm and hoping to hit all the green lights was at the top of my wish list. We arrived safely, I dropped Kelly and her mother off at the door while I quickly parked. As I approached the receptionist I saw Kelly in the background laying in the hallway and the midwife holding our little boy... Just kidding, that's not what happened. In the background I saw Kelly enter the room she would spend the next 2 days in. Though Kelly was afraid it was false labor and we would have to go home the nurses were reassuring us that Ian would be with us in a few hours. "A few hours? what does that mean?" ran through my head. Contraction after contraction and groan after groan the pain was building and the intensity intensified. Kelly's mom was the assistant coach, Kelly's husband, that's me, was the birth coach and Kelly, the nurses and the midwife were already busy at work. The coach and a nurse were relieving the super athlete of some pain with counter-pressure on her knees, hips, and back. Coach reminded Kelly that she was in control and that she could push this little guy out. Though the nurses would count to 10 during hard pushes Kelly would go the extra mile and push for 3 or 4 seconds longer. She was determined and even encouraged when she could see Ian's little head start to appear in the mirror. With a few more tough pushes, Ian's head, shoulders and body were welcomed into the open air of this world. His father was overwhelmed by the miraculous occasion and could only exclaim "Hallelujah" which means "praise ye the Lord". No other words could be uttered by this man. He was captivated by the incomprehensible power contained in the mind, body, and soul of this new mother. The realization came that they really created a body for this special spirit to occupy and that Kelly did in fact nurture it for 9 months and then brought it into the world so that this new soul could experience mortality, the time designated for man to prepare to live with God for all eternity.

Kelly and I are privileged to be Ian's parents. We will lead him, guide him, walk beside him, and help him find the way. We will teach him all that he must do to live with God again someday.


May 27, 2010
1:33am
7lbs 11oz
19.5in

Due Date: Day After Tomorrow

About a week ago, David and Emily helped us paint Ian's room. We all had fun and enjoy the lively green.

Per Aunt Jill's request... this is Kelly (and Ian) two days before the due date. The popular shirt modeled in these fine photos says "Good Things Come in Large Bellies." Feels like Christmas, can't wait.

Christmas is coming the goose is getting fat

Kelly woke up one morning and realized she was pregnant, this was her reaction.
















Ian is coming the Kelly is getting fat.
Only 5 0r 6 weeks left and we are both very happy.
(Kelly gave him permission to post this. Hopefully now that Muppet Christmas song is playing in your head!)

Some of My Best Work this Year

Well here is some of my best work this year. I sent out my portfolio to a few places here in Utah to try and land an internship for the summer. We will see what happens and let you know.

If You Give a Pregnant Lady a Cookie...

...she will eat it.

If you give her an apple...she will eat it.
If you give her a pancake...she will eat it and want a dozen more.
If you give her all the food she wants, this is what happens:



SHE GROWS!

The first one was taken at 8 weeks, the second at about 20 and the third a mere four weeks later. Who can tell how big she will get??