Colby Jack, Feta Mae, & Abigail Jean

I don’t know what happened to the video on the last blog.  It decided that it didn’t want to be there anymore.  Let’s see how long it will stay on this blog. 

… and we kind of want her to go back.

Who knew that Cinco de Mayo would bring about such a big change to our family of four.  Mom and Dad went out for Mexican food, to celebrate the day, and Mom said her tummy was not feeling right.  Dad ordered a margarita, I know how rude, drinking that in front of Mom when she couldn’t have one, and Mom said that it would be funny if she went into labor and then would have had to drive herself to the hospital (No Drinking and Driving).  They went home and Mom was starting to feel more pains, but thought nothing much of it.  She was sure that the baby wasn’t going to come on it’s own since it was almost two weeks overdue at that point.  She was going to be induced the next morning anyway.  Dad and her went to bed, to get one last good night’s sleep.  Mom laid in bed for about an hour, counting the contractions and feeling them more and more.  She then got up and walked around the house, dealing with the pain.  At about 2 am, Mom finally had enough of the contractions, they were right on top of each other at that point.  She went in to the bedroom to wake Dad up and told him to get ready, they needed to go to the hospital.  He was very excited.  He did however take time to shower, eat breakfast, and do a couple other things, until Mom said, WE NEED TO GO.  They got to the hospital, checked in, got their room and Mom got all hooked up.  The contraction monitor showed exactly what Mom was feeling, 1-1.5 minute contractions right on top of each other, she was also already 2 cm dilated.  Mom was very happy, she was going to be very upset if what she was feeling was false labor.  Mom was doing pretty good controlling the contractions, until her back started to hurt, consistently.  She then asked for the epidural.  Before she got the epidural she was 5cm and by the time the epidural was done she was 7cm.  By 8am she was fully dilated and ready to push.  Mom said pushing was harder than she expected, but she really didn’t know what to expect.  She yelled at Dad a couple of times, because he wasn’t fanning her enough (it was warm in there and she was working hard).  He said his arm was getting tired and he needed a break, Mom didn’t find him funny.  She did say that he was a very good labor coach, but next time they are switching jobs. 

9:31 am, Abigail Jean Frazier joined the world and made her Mommy and Daddy very happy.   She was 9lbs 2 oz., and 21.5 inches long.  She looked happy and healthy and Mom was very happy to be holding her little girl.  Dad watched her get cleaned up and then he got to hold her.  He was amazed that the little girl he was holding was his. 

Feta and I were very upset that Mom hadn’t been home for three days, we were very worried about her.  She seemed to be in pain when she left us, then Dad kept coming home and never brought Mom with him.  I thought maybe he got rid of her.  I love Dad, but, well, Mom is Mom!!   Three days later, Mom finally came home and we were very happy to see her.  Then we saw the little one. 

Sure she is cute and all, but boy does she take up a lot of Mom’s time.  I know Mom is trying to give us lots of love, but when she has Abigail with her, she has a hard time giving us her full attention.  Mom says that this will not be a forever thing, but I don’t know, it seems like forever already. 

Every time Abigail cries, I am right there by her side, wondering why she is making that noise.  Feta likes to mimic her, by crying with her.  

Feta wasn’t sure what Abby was, she was very cautiously sniffing her.  She finally assumed that she was harmless, and went about her own business.

I was a little bit more curious about her.  I knew that she was something that I would have to protect and care for.  I don’t know how I will do it, but I will give it my best.

Here I am protecting her already.  Feta is still very cautious.

Protecting her and the monkey mat. 

Family photo—notice where my nose is?  NOT VERY MUCH IN THE PICTURE!!  You can see where we stand now.  (There will be a better family photo once we get someone here to help us take a picture of all of us). 

Mom giving her new BABY love, where is my love Mom?

I am guarding her room.  Every time Mom or Dad goes in there with Abigail, I lay outside the door.  We don’t want any strangers to enter her room.

Feta keeping her distance, safely away from the scariness/loudness that is Abigail. 

We are slowly getting used to the idea that she is part of our lives now.  No one seems to be coming to get her.  Dad says that we will have lots of fun with her when she is older.  We want to know when that will be, we don’t want to wait forever.  We want to play with her now.   Watching Mom and Dad spend all their time with her is really hard.  I try to get as close as possible to either of them when they are holding her.

I got to go… she is crying again, I need to see what is wrong with her. 

Love you all, you need to come and visit our little sister, and play with us.

April is/was (depending on when you read this) the last month that we had to spend with just the 4 of us (Dad, Mom, Colby and Feta).  Soon our little brother or sister will be here, and I am sure it will cause all kinds of trouble.  

At the beginning of the month, Grandma Tessmer and Uncle Jim were here to hang out with us.  We had a lot of fun with them, when they weren’t driving to Portland and back.  They bought lots of little stuff and put it in that room that Mom said is the babies room.   I am still wondering what this baby thing is going to be.  Feta and I are very curious. 

Grandma and Uncle Jim at Byways cafe 

Dad, Mom and Uncle Jim waiting for their yummy breakfast.  If you ever make it to Portland, you have to stop in to try their amaretto french toast.

 We also took some family pictures.  Dad and Mom said that we did a really good job, we got some treats since we were so good.    

Uncle Jim, Mom and Grandma

Grandma flew all the way out here to feel the baby move, the baby didn't let her down.

Dad took Uncle Jim on a bike ride and took us with them.  We all had a lot of fun and got really dirty, which we love to do.

Watch out, here we come.

Uncle Jim and us riding!!

Dad, Uncle Jim, Feta and Colby at the end of the ride    

Colby getting showered off after the ride.  

Tired and dirty Feta

Since Grandma and Uncle Jim have left, Mom and Dad have been working around the house.  Some of it to prepare for the little baby and some of it just to get done before baby comes. 

Large rocks at bottom of driveway.  Dad dug out all the grass around them (with help from the neighbors tractor and then added some river rock.  It looks so good.

Mom setting up some of the baby stuff.  Colby making sure she knows that he is still her baby.

Pictures of the nursery

Dad took Feta and me on a really long bike ride (almost 2.5 hours) and we were all pretty sore after that.  Especially Feta, it took her a couple days to recover.  That back leg wasn’t ready for that long bike ride.  She is doing much better now.

Dad and Feta recovering from their long ride.

Mom has been home from work for a week now, and we thought that we would get lots of playing time with her.  Unfortunately it has been pretty rainy and Mom waddles a lot, so playing has been minimal.

   Mom at 40 weeks (as of April 24th)

Dad and me wearing matching shirts.

 Feta's 'I didn't do it look'.  Do you believe her?

Today is Mom’s original due date (April 24th was what the ultrasound measurements said the due date was), so Dad and Mom are waiting for the little one to arrive.  The next post will have pictures of this thing called a baby and of course us, it is our blog.  Mom asked me to ask you to wish her a quick and painless delivery, whatever that means.  

Love to all,

Colby and Feta

It is almost spring here and already good things have come to us.  The weather is getting nicer each week, which means more outside time for us.  Biking with Dad today was so much fun.  The time also changed, so more daylight at night means more play time outside with Mom.  The bunnies are also making their appearance.  You know how much we love to chase those hoppity-hoppities.   Unfortunately the ticks have also made their arrival.  Dad and Mom are not too happy about that.  Feta and I have promised to not let them ride on us anymore. 

For some reason, this spring is making Mom’s belly get bigger, which makes it harder to cuddle with her.  Her belly also moves around, which just freaks us out.  Dad and Mom also have been bringing home small clothes and items that we have never seen before.  Feta and I have put our sniffers in overdrive.  I know these things are here for a purpose, but I just don’t know what it is yet.  Mom does look cute with her basketball belly, but I miss cuddling on her lap. 

I have included some pictures of Feta and me, Mom and some of the stuff that we have been sniffing.  The next post should be after Grandma and Uncle Jim come here to visit.  We plan to have lots of pictures and fun with them.

I am thinking that one of these posts soon will show off the big surprise.  So stay tuned for more pictures.  Mom said that I am going to have to share my blog space with my new brother/sister.  I am still not happy that Feta gets to use this blog, so I am not happy with this information.   I guess I will just have to be the sweet dog I am and let the new one type a couple times.

Love to all of you

Colby and Feta

After one of our bike rides

Cross-stitch Mom made, Grandpa F. made the frame

Car seat, stroller and changing table

Bouncy seat and quilts made by family members

Feta's outline on the frosty deck

Hiking with Dad

Mom at 30 weeks

Mom at 33 weeks

4 years ago a very special puppy was born.  I can't believe that it has been 4 years since Colby was born.   It doesn't seem possible that he has been with me for that long already.  The last four years have gone by so quickly and Colby has changed so much.  He started out as an 8 pound bundle of cuteness, he is now almost 100 pounds of big dog.  He is still a cutie, he still loves to cuddle, and he definitely loves to play (and eat).  Colby is a great big brother to Feta, even though he would rather just play with us (or any human) he does have a good time with his sister.   I know that he will be an awesome big brother to the baby that will join us in a couple months.  He is going to be very jealous at first and probably pretty confused and maybe annoyed with the noises, but I know he will get over that quickly.  He will probably be a big protector of the baby.  I could even see him getting selfish and not letting anyone play with his baby.  

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Hi everyone, Birthday boy here now.  I have had a great 3rd year of life.  We moved into a new house, which has so much room for me to run and play.  There are lots of bunnies, dogs, and other critters for me to either chase or watch.  Dad has taken me on lots of bike rides this year.  I love riding bike with Dad, except for the times when he almost runs over me (that may be because I stop to make sure he is still following me).  I also had a brother for a couple months this summer.  Porter could be fun in some ways, but I know he is better as my cousin, than as my brother.  Mom said that we will probably get to see him more this summer, and maybe take him swimming with us sometime.  

I had a good birthday.  Dad and Mom both had to work so I didn't get to hang out with them all day.  Mom gave me extra treats in the morning, and then an extra scoop of food for dinner.  Then Dad gave me treats after dinner and I got to play with him a bunch.  

I can't wait for the weather to get nicer so that we can go biking and hiking a lot more.   I would love to have everyone come and visit me.  The more people that are here, the more I get to play.  WOOHOO

Happy Valentines Day everyone.  LOVE YOU

P.S.  Feta says Hi and love you all too.  She also sends lots of puppy kisses your way.  :)

This is Mommy at 6 months pregnant-- Our baby brother or sister will be here before we know it.