So it finally happened! Reed smiled at me two days ago for the first time. 

Typically this is big exciting news for any baby, but this is extra exciting considering the problems Reed has been having. 

Reed has reflux , so his stomach is super sensitive. About 2 weeks ago it escalated so bad that he would scream through each nursing session and then not eat. It was terrible to see him in such pain, and it was really stressful that he wasn’t eating. I was worried that he would begin to associate nursing with pain and refuse to eat (even when we got this all sorted out). 

We put him on medicine 9 days ago, gave him a priesthood blessing 6 days ago, and said lots of prayers. And you know, it seems to have worked! (Hallelujah!) It really is so pitiful to see a baby so small in so much pain, but I am so grateful that we are starting to get this figured out! 

The doctor has me dairy free right now. (what?! So hard and makes me realize how much food has dairy in it.) (also, like I do every year I’m doing lent this year, and that is what I gave up for lent this year haha. Dairy. Not by my own choice, but I don’t think it is a cop out choice because hello! No chocolate=death)

So anyway, back to the point of the post! 

So two days ago he finished nursing, and then I started talking to him and he smiled at me! Such a big difference than the usual and expected screaming. And then I was able to get him to smile again and again and again! One time he smiled so big that a giggle almost escaped. 

It definitely made me a happy Mama. 



So Mister Reed has some hair. A good amount of it, too. I bet he will lose it, but I’ve got to show you a pic before he does-


Cute, huh?

So they say that what causes heartburn when you are pregnant is hair growth for your baby. (Don’t know if that is true or not, but go with me.) I had major heartburn at times. Even fruit snacks gave me heartburn. I can’t even tell you how many bottles of Tums I went through.

Anyway, it was a week and a half from my due date, and I was running low on Tums. I had about 15 left or so, which would normally only last me a few days, but I started rationing them because I didn’t want to buy a whole new bottle to only need it for one day because I went into labor.

One night I was in the living room drinking hot chocolate (I swear that helped my heartburn . . . Or at least it was a great excuse for all the hot chocolate I was drinking) and I heard the all to familiar *clank clank clank roll plop* sound of a magical Tum. Except for I was in the living room. And my precious Tums bottle was kept in my bedroom next to my bed. And I was in the living room with heart burn. But my Tums was not. But it was being eaten.

Yes, Ken was eating my Tums. For calcium.

Needless to say, I was not happy about it. He got an earful. :)

Kenneth Marcus Alford

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Well my not-so-baby boy turned 2 a couple of weeks ago! I can’t believe how big he is (especially since little Reed is here now. Kenny looks HUGE compared to Reed and it confuses me how Kenny used to be that small and now his foot is as big as Reed’s forearm. How did that happen?!)

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^^^Attempting to blow out the candles by himself. (Ken had to step in and help finish the job.)

Things Kenny has been up to lately:

  • Kid is opinionated. He knows what he wants and will voice it to let you know. Multiple people have mentioned this to me recently. I wonder if this will continue or if it is part of “the two’s”. I guess we will find out.
  • He went through a potty training stint about two months ago. He was on the ground crying because he wanted to use the toilet (and I was reluctant because I didn’t want to have a potty training toddler and a newborn at the same time.) I finally started working on it with him, and he was doing a great job (which totally surprised me), but then we went on a two week vacation, so it fizzled out. He will occasionally come up and tell me if he wants to use the toilet, but it is purely so he can get a “num” (treat) and not because he wants to regularly use the toilet.
  • He loves to say prayers and will typically get upset if he can’t be the one to say it. When he is praying for the food, and will go around to each thing on his plate and pray for it. If he doesn’t know how to say the word, he will just point to it and say “dis and dis”. My favorite is when he will pray for “nums” and then he will stop and get an “ooohhhhhh!” face on and say again excitedly “NUMS!” as if he just remembered that he is going to be able to eat a treat soon.
  • He has done so well at accepting and loving Reed. I was unsure whether he actually got it when we asked him where Reed was when I was pregnant, but it seems like he understood the whole time. He loves holding Reed, saying hi to him, and sharing his toys with him. When it is time for me to change Reed’s diaper, Kenny will crawl up on the changing table next to Reed and hold his hand (because Reed usually cries when I change his diaper). Also, Kenny hates when we hold his leg up when we change his diaper (he always says “ouch!”), and so when I was holding Reed’s leg up today, Kenny said “no, no!” and tried to push my hand away from Reed’s leg. It was really cute to see him so protective and loving towards his little brother.
  • He loves to be a goof ball. Every day he tries to make me laugh, and if he finds something that makes me laugh, he will do it over and over again. He is such a ham and loves to be silly.
  • It is surprising how much he comprehends and understands. The other day I was telling Ken how I listed a new baby crochet item on Etsy and I was explaining it to him. I then said that I put up another new item, but I couldn’t remember what it was (running on 3 hours of sleep will do that to ya). Kenny then pipped in, “Bunny! Bunny!” And he was right! That was the item that I put up that I couldn’t remember. Kenny “helped” me take the pictures to post online. I was very surprised that he was able to follow the conversation Ken and I were having, understand it, remembered what item I had posted, and voiced it. (Guess I need to start paying more attention to what we talk about in front of him.)

We love this little boy and couldn’t be prouder of who he is becoming. He is such a good big brother, son, friend, and child of God.


^^^Making himself comfortable watching fish at the Georgia Aquarium. (The Georgia Aquarium! Highly recommend it! It was amazing. We went there together as a family over Christmas break.)


^^^Last family picture of three. :)

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^^^Kenny taking selfies of himself.

We love you to the moon and back, son! :)

Welcome Reed James!


So above is me when I was “supposed to” go into labor (Sunday, January 25). That’s when I told myself I was going to go into labor (2 days overdue), so this picture was taken before church and it was supposed to be the last picture of me pregnant.

‘Twas not the case.

It happened 4 days after that picture was taken (Thursday, January 29), so I was 6 days overdue.

^^^This picture was taken at about 3:20 ish the day Reed came right before we headed out the door to the hospital.

So quick synopsis-

I had a regular doctor’s appointment earlier that day. For about a week, I was very far along and my doctor thought I would go any day (the same thing happened with Kenny but I was overdue with him as well). Basically I was walking around for a week in what was considered “active labor” even though I wasn’t having consistent contractions. Anyway, so I went to my regular appointment, and my doctor said that I was so far progressed that he didn’t want to send me home because he thought I would have the baby in the car (even though I wasn’t having contractions . . . or at least I didn’t think I was). He sent me up to labor and delivery to be monitored for an hour to see if I was having contractions. Apparently I was having mild contractions, but I could feel them. He said that I could go home (which I was grateful for), but he told me once I started having consistent contractions or hard contractions to come back immediately and not wait.

So yeah, it came on quick. We got home from the appointment at 12:45ish, put Kenny down for a nap, chatted, went on a walk, came back to the house at 2:50, and Ken went to take a nap. At 3:00 I realized I was having a contraction, and then two minutes later I realized I was having another. This continued, so I got Ken up and off we went to the hospital!

We were admitted straight away at around 3:45 ish (no waiting around this time like with Kenny! glorious because that meant that I got the epidural pronto. not going to complain about that!) and then Reed came at 6:27 weighing 7 pounds 7 ounces and 20.25 inches long. It was a fairly easy labor and delivery, which I was extremely grateful for.



^^^that’s my doctor on the right. love him! his name is Dr. Hearn.


^^^My love for Kenny didn’t get split in half to include Reed. My love has honestly grown more than I thought possible to include Reed.


^^^first family picture of four! :)


^^^big brother making himself comfortable at the hospital.

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^^^It was a sunny (fairly warm) January day when we came home from the hospital.


^^^Picture with Grandma!

We couldn’t be more in love with this little munchkin or ours!

The Nursing Entertainment Show

Oh hey, long time no write. Again, valid reasons for being busy (Ken’s new job, buying a house, moving in a few weeks, had a baby) but I’m going to try to write these posts even if I have to type it out “texting style” (letter by letter) on my phone in the middle of the night nursing Reed.

Also, I am skipping over some things I need to blog about (like Kenny’s birthday) but we’ll get there eventually. (Even if it is after we move and settle in in two months.)

So anyway, remember when Kenny was a newborn and it made me awake for all of Ken’s ridiculous sleep talking shenanigans because I was nursing in the middle of the night? Well he is up to it again!

Reed is going on five days old and I think I have a story to accompany each day. The one that just happened though-

Reed was fussing a bit because I was trying to get him awake to nurse. Ken suddenly sat up and starts “shhhhhing” frantically (the bookshelf, the wall, the pillow, and then the bassinet). He saw that Reed wasn’t in there, so he turns and looks at the nursing chair. He looks at the lamp and starts getting concerned about it not being in a straight line or something. He then starts awkwardly laughing and making silly “duh” faces at me, gives me the thumbs up, and lays back down like nothing happened.

Love the front row seat I have for the nursing entertainment show. I bet there will be a new episode coming out later tonight or at the very least premiering tomorrow night. Stay tuned.