Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
A quick video for those not of Facebook
Savannah's first time on a swing and Asia pushes. My heart swells as i see my little girls interact.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Asia's 3rd Birthday
A little recap on the birthday or should I say birthweek!
Thanks to Silvertip for making it a great morning.
On the actual Day
Firstly we had a family day on her actual birthday the 20th. A quick present of clothes and family time in bed before going out for breakfast. She had birthday french toast with berries and a candle.
After nap we walked to the Grande Rockies resort and swam in their pool.
Asia will "swim" with a pool noodle but is not too impressed with the life jacket.
The day was beautiful with sunshine and time spent together. We capped it off with a simple dinner of haystacks and early to bed.
We decided we would have a bouncy castle party. Dan Sparks a local real-estate agent owns one for non profit. See his website for more details. http://www.canmorecastle.com/donate.htm
We believe that Asia is so blessed and does not need as many presents as she may get in a full on party. So we thought we would ask that, in lou of a gift, people to bring a donation to one of the three charities the castle supports.
I will let the pics speak for themselves but I believe it was a fantastic day with a great balance of parents and kids. The weather was perfect and fun was had by all.
Thanks to all that donated to the causes and came to join us in celebrating Asia's big day.
Asia will "swim" with a pool noodle but is not too impressed with the life jacket.
The day was beautiful with sunshine and time spent together. We capped it off with a simple dinner of haystacks and early to bed.
Now for the big party day!
We believe that Asia is so blessed and does not need as many presents as she may get in a full on party. So we thought we would ask that, in lou of a gift, people to bring a donation to one of the three charities the castle supports.
I will let the pics speak for themselves but I believe it was a fantastic day with a great balance of parents and kids. The weather was perfect and fun was had by all.
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| Kayt made Asia a Dora cake |
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| Proud parents of our 3 year old! |
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| When asked at the end of the night her favorite part of the day her answer was "eating cake!" |
Thanks to all that donated to the causes and came to join us in celebrating Asia's big day.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
incredibly late breaking baby news
On May 24th 2011 Savannah Lynn Mahon left her cozy spa to join the world. The arrival was surprisingly smooth. In fact we could not have asked for a better day. At 6 am Kayt's water broke and we knew that it was game on. Kayt had time to clean the entire house, perhaps even sweeping the living room twice. We were able to call Keli to come and pick up Asia, finish packing the bags, drop Mira off at the doggie sitters, make arrangements for the business and basically hang out and wait. After some strong persuasion from family Kayt decided to go to the hospital.
On that note it is great to live in a small town. Our doctor was coming home from his vacation that day and I get the feeling that he was on the way from the airport back to his house and he got the message that Kayt was potentially delivering. He dropped into the hospital in ripped jeans, T-shirt, leather jacket and sunglasses to tell us that things were happening but to go home and come back when it got a bit more urgent.
Now 2 pm we decided to go to Silvertip for some French toast. No sooner than we ordered did things become more urgent. We were back at the hospital by 3 pm. Things had progressed a bit and after another hour it was determined that Kayt was a prime candidate for epidural. Called the Dr. back in and he agreed but... also warned that he did not want to miss any of the hockey game that night!
We all thought we were in for a bit of a slow ride with the epidural so no problem. 4:30 pm the needle goes in and relief starts to flow in. Unfortunately so does two liters of IV fluids some "slight itching" as they put it.
The itching built up to a frenzy and the nurses gave her a bag of bennelyn. No effect, another bag of bennelyn, no effect. Finally something stronger that I cannot pronounce much less spell. aaaaaah relief.
Now 6:30 pm there is nothing to do. I was ready for anything, there to help, soothe, get things... I was left reduced to waiting, sitting, waiting, looking, waiting... none of which I do very well. Oh, I know... I will try to get something on the 14" TV mounted in the far corner of the room... yeah... not much help. Kayt was able to relax and get a bit of rest. I am not sure if it was the epidural or being hopped up on anti-histamines but she was goooood aaaand relaaaaxed. Think Will Smith in Hitch. Either way, I now thought that I wouldn't feel too guilty if I sat and read a book. Perhaps the Doctor was right and we would be in for a long haul.
The room was dim, quiet and soft music played. The nurses changed shift. Betty came and checked the vitals. I was quite concerned now. How, if my wife was so relaxed during labour, would she know to push? Betty assured me not to worry she would know and Kayt said that she would like to kiss the guy that invented the epidural.
At 8:30 pm things progressed quite a bit more and despite the drugs there was obvious discomfort. We tried the doctor. It was now third period of the hockey game and Vancouver was in the lead... no answer... was he joking about not coming during the game? Little did we know that it was going to be a double over time nail biter. http://video.nhl.com/videocenter/console?hlg=20102011,3,325. To his dismay labour continued to move in a forward direction and baby was eminent.
Betty started to round up help. The ER nurse had requested to help but was now on break. Betty found Tara, one of our dog food clients whom Kayt had not yet met. Now 9 pm Tara came in to the calm, dimly lit, serene labour room playing classical music. "this is nice" she notes. We exchanged introductions and the nurses realize the the doctor cannot be reached. They joke about getting the ER doctor and realize it would be better for us to do it ourselves. The place was so calm and Betty so competent neither Kayt nor I objected.
A word on Betty, she has extensive nursing experience in war-torn Sierra Leone, she delivered her baby and others in a hospital with bullets whizzing through and no doctors to be found. This delivery was a walk in the park for her.
Finally action time. As Betty promised Kayt knew it was time to push. She actually calmly looked up at us and said... "I think I am going to push now". In short after a few incredibly focused pushes out popped our baby. Things were so smooth and awesome we were talking about it for about 12 minutes and marveling that we forgot to check if it was a boy or girl. We had not found out during the ultra sounds so this was supposed to be a big moment. In reality we were so happy that baby was healthy and gave a little cry and went to nurse right away that nothing else mattered. Finally it clicked...we checked and we were blessed with a baby girl.
Right about then our Doctor showed up to do the vital checks. Mum and baby passed with flying colours. He ended up missing the tying goal but made it back in time for the OT win by Vancouver.
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| Last hugs before Mum goes to the Hospital to bring home my little sister. |
On that note it is great to live in a small town. Our doctor was coming home from his vacation that day and I get the feeling that he was on the way from the airport back to his house and he got the message that Kayt was potentially delivering. He dropped into the hospital in ripped jeans, T-shirt, leather jacket and sunglasses to tell us that things were happening but to go home and come back when it got a bit more urgent.
We all thought we were in for a bit of a slow ride with the epidural so no problem. 4:30 pm the needle goes in and relief starts to flow in. Unfortunately so does two liters of IV fluids some "slight itching" as they put it.
Now 6:30 pm there is nothing to do. I was ready for anything, there to help, soothe, get things... I was left reduced to waiting, sitting, waiting, looking, waiting... none of which I do very well. Oh, I know... I will try to get something on the 14" TV mounted in the far corner of the room... yeah... not much help. Kayt was able to relax and get a bit of rest. I am not sure if it was the epidural or being hopped up on anti-histamines but she was goooood aaaand relaaaaxed. Think Will Smith in Hitch. Either way, I now thought that I wouldn't feel too guilty if I sat and read a book. Perhaps the Doctor was right and we would be in for a long haul.
The room was dim, quiet and soft music played. The nurses changed shift. Betty came and checked the vitals. I was quite concerned now. How, if my wife was so relaxed during labour, would she know to push? Betty assured me not to worry she would know and Kayt said that she would like to kiss the guy that invented the epidural.
At 8:30 pm things progressed quite a bit more and despite the drugs there was obvious discomfort. We tried the doctor. It was now third period of the hockey game and Vancouver was in the lead... no answer... was he joking about not coming during the game? Little did we know that it was going to be a double over time nail biter. http://video.nhl.com/videocenter/console?hlg=20102011,3,325. To his dismay labour continued to move in a forward direction and baby was eminent.
Betty started to round up help. The ER nurse had requested to help but was now on break. Betty found Tara, one of our dog food clients whom Kayt had not yet met. Now 9 pm Tara came in to the calm, dimly lit, serene labour room playing classical music. "this is nice" she notes. We exchanged introductions and the nurses realize the the doctor cannot be reached. They joke about getting the ER doctor and realize it would be better for us to do it ourselves. The place was so calm and Betty so competent neither Kayt nor I objected.
A word on Betty, she has extensive nursing experience in war-torn Sierra Leone, she delivered her baby and others in a hospital with bullets whizzing through and no doctors to be found. This delivery was a walk in the park for her.
Finally action time. As Betty promised Kayt knew it was time to push. She actually calmly looked up at us and said... "I think I am going to push now". In short after a few incredibly focused pushes out popped our baby. Things were so smooth and awesome we were talking about it for about 12 minutes and marveling that we forgot to check if it was a boy or girl. We had not found out during the ultra sounds so this was supposed to be a big moment. In reality we were so happy that baby was healthy and gave a little cry and went to nurse right away that nothing else mattered. Finally it clicked...we checked and we were blessed with a baby girl.
Right about then our Doctor showed up to do the vital checks. Mum and baby passed with flying colours. He ended up missing the tying goal but made it back in time for the OT win by Vancouver.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
big girl beds and applecados
On March 20th Asia will be 2.5 years old. To sum up the last 6 months would be quite impossible. Unfortunately I lost all the pictures from the past four months due to changing computers and a slight incompetence on my side.
I feel that I start every post with an apology of not blogging sooner. However, this time I have an excuse. For those that do not know, we are expecting our second baby on May 28th. This also happens to be the opening weekend for Golf season. In the light of this I am trying to take a leave of absence to be with Kayt and the kids for the summer. To enable this we have gone public with Artisan Raw our dog food company. The long hours involved in opening your own business has been tiring and rewarding as the feedback has been outstanding. Between getting the business off the ground, trying to pass on a 5 year operation to a suitable sous chef and just being a husband and a father time has been tight.
Some highlights since her second birthday would be the amount of independence our already independent girl has achieved. We are fully potty trained (even through the night!) and have graduated to a big girl bed. Initially it was a very smooth transfer. However, it didn't take long for her to realize her new found freedom and decides when it is time to wake up. Much to my dismay that is sometimes at 5:30 in the am. To counteract this we bought her a #7 clock. We put electrical tape over the minutes and left the hour visible. We then had a lesson in numbers and explained she is not allowed to come out of bed until she sees the number 7. So far is has helped and we were delighted when this morning she waited until the number 7, got up, went pee by herself, and got fully dressed before waking us.
Her bed is a solid wood bunk bed, (thank you Kijiji) and rather than go girly we have gone with more of a fun animal theme. Her bed spread is white with various cartoon animals on it which she picked it out from Homesense. The top bunk is right now the place where all her "aminals" sleep. We couldn't be prouder but will admit to a small tugging in our hearts that tells us she is growing up way too fast.
On the talking side of things she has caused a mix of pride and "disappointment". On one hand I am very proud of how well she speaks but I was so looking forward to all the little baby sayings. Alas there are only a few little sayings that I hold on to. Her hedgehog pajamas are hohjogs and avocados are applecadoes. Spaghetti is called "sketti". She has learned her colours and blue is her favourite by a long shot. She can count to 20 no problem but I believe that she does not think numbers should go past 20.
For Christmas we bought her a little Kitchen (thank you Winners). She loves it and will make shakes, oatmeal, cheesey pasta, or bake muffins or cookies. It is quite funny because she will put the "cookies" in the oven, walk away and 3 minutes later she will exclaim, "oh no! The cookies are burning!" grab her hot cloth and take them out. I have no idea where she got that from as I never burn anything :) She will also wash dishes and make her teddy or dollies breakfast or lunch. Of course this requires some Parental interaction as well and I have made my fair share of bottles for her baby, or have had to eat countless bowls of imaginary oatmeal.
Kayt's sister has a new addition to her family and Asia is getting good practice at being a big sister. I did have a bit of a shock and concern when one day I was trying to get some business emails done and needed to keep her busy. I suggested that her teddy was hungry and she should go feed him. She came back to me with a blanket and asked me to put it on her shoulder. I obliged at which point she sat down in the middle of the kitchen floor, put teddy on her lap and lifted her shirt to breast feed. Now I am no prude, but I had no idea how to react! Utterly speechless. Since then I have been assured that not only is this normal but quite helpful when baby comes along. I am sure this is not the last time I will be at a loss as to what to do but I will sure remember that one for a long time to come.
She continues to be the light of our lives and every day Kayt and I spend a good chunk of time laughing and talking over something she said or did. We are anxious and excited for this new addition to join our family as we feel we are going to have a big (and possibly bossy) helping little girl on our hands. We couldn't be more thrilled to be growing as a family and wait anxiously for the little sister or brother to join the Mahon clan.
I feel that I start every post with an apology of not blogging sooner. However, this time I have an excuse. For those that do not know, we are expecting our second baby on May 28th. This also happens to be the opening weekend for Golf season. In the light of this I am trying to take a leave of absence to be with Kayt and the kids for the summer. To enable this we have gone public with Artisan Raw our dog food company. The long hours involved in opening your own business has been tiring and rewarding as the feedback has been outstanding. Between getting the business off the ground, trying to pass on a 5 year operation to a suitable sous chef and just being a husband and a father time has been tight.
Some highlights since her second birthday would be the amount of independence our already independent girl has achieved. We are fully potty trained (even through the night!) and have graduated to a big girl bed. Initially it was a very smooth transfer. However, it didn't take long for her to realize her new found freedom and decides when it is time to wake up. Much to my dismay that is sometimes at 5:30 in the am. To counteract this we bought her a #7 clock. We put electrical tape over the minutes and left the hour visible. We then had a lesson in numbers and explained she is not allowed to come out of bed until she sees the number 7. So far is has helped and we were delighted when this morning she waited until the number 7, got up, went pee by herself, and got fully dressed before waking us.
Her bed is a solid wood bunk bed, (thank you Kijiji) and rather than go girly we have gone with more of a fun animal theme. Her bed spread is white with various cartoon animals on it which she picked it out from Homesense. The top bunk is right now the place where all her "aminals" sleep. We couldn't be prouder but will admit to a small tugging in our hearts that tells us she is growing up way too fast.
On the talking side of things she has caused a mix of pride and "disappointment". On one hand I am very proud of how well she speaks but I was so looking forward to all the little baby sayings. Alas there are only a few little sayings that I hold on to. Her hedgehog pajamas are hohjogs and avocados are applecadoes. Spaghetti is called "sketti". She has learned her colours and blue is her favourite by a long shot. She can count to 20 no problem but I believe that she does not think numbers should go past 20.
Kayt's sister has a new addition to her family and Asia is getting good practice at being a big sister. I did have a bit of a shock and concern when one day I was trying to get some business emails done and needed to keep her busy. I suggested that her teddy was hungry and she should go feed him. She came back to me with a blanket and asked me to put it on her shoulder. I obliged at which point she sat down in the middle of the kitchen floor, put teddy on her lap and lifted her shirt to breast feed. Now I am no prude, but I had no idea how to react! Utterly speechless. Since then I have been assured that not only is this normal but quite helpful when baby comes along. I am sure this is not the last time I will be at a loss as to what to do but I will sure remember that one for a long time to come.
She continues to be the light of our lives and every day Kayt and I spend a good chunk of time laughing and talking over something she said or did. We are anxious and excited for this new addition to join our family as we feel we are going to have a big (and possibly bossy) helping little girl on our hands. We couldn't be more thrilled to be growing as a family and wait anxiously for the little sister or brother to join the Mahon clan.
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