Photos at 1 week old

These are a few of the photos we had taken at Target Portrait Studios when Scott was 1 week old.

Scott's nursery and first public outing

When Scott was just 8 days old, Mike and I took him on his first public outing (not including medical related trips). We had some newborn portraits taken of him at the Target Portrait studio. He was a perfect angel for the photographer--asleep the whole time!

Below are just some snapshots I took of Scott and one with him and his Papa. They spend lots of time together in Mike's recliner. Since I'm not an experienced blogger, one picture is sideways because I couldn't figure out how to get it rotated.

Below are pics of Scott's nursery...

We love his crib given to us by his great Mema and Pawpaw. The tree in the corner is a paper mache' (not sure if this spelling is correct and too tired to look it up) creation that I spent many hours on. It was much more labor intensive and messy than I ever imagined it to be.

Fortunately, two days before I went into labor my mom and Aunt Denise came to help me finish decorating and organizing Scott's nursery. Denise worked on painting the tree and putting in the greenery. She did a wonderful job--it totally makes the nursery!

Because Scott was a week early, I was only able to finish one of the three painted canvases that will hang as a mural across the wall. I chose to paint canvases so we can take them when we build our house.

This furniture actually belonged to my great-grandmother, and even though it doesn't exactly look like baby furniture--it works!

Scott discovers his new home and his family

Scott's first night at home was not the best. No one got much sleep, and Mike noticed that Scott was pretty yellow, which meant a trip to see Dr. Baker the next morning.

Here is our favorite pediatrician, Dr. Baker. He and Mike share an office which makes visits very convenient. He takes great care of Scott, even though Scott doesn't think so. He learned while still in the hospital that seeing Dr. Baker means all kinds of poking and prodding and cutting of things he'd rather not have cut.

After seeing Dr. Baker on Friday, August 29, we learned that Scott had lost almost a pound since birth and had to make a trip to the hospital to have his bilirubin levels checked. His levels were almost high enough to put him back in the hospital under lights, but we fortunately remedied the situation by supplementing his feeding and placing him in his swing in front of a window.

On Saturday, August 30, we spent the day at Aunt Denise's where Scott got to meet new family members. He got a lot of love and attention!! Here he is with Grandad (my Dad).

Scott is the first great-grandchild on my side of the family. His Mema is so proud of him!!

Looks like Scott is telling Pawpaw all about his first week of life.



By Sunday, August 31, everyone is pretty worn out and needed a nap.

Mike was helping me feed Scott, which has been somewhat of an ordeal, by burping him. A little while later Mike changed his clothes and saw a significant amount of poop on the outside of his shorts. He thought for a moment if he could have made this mess (I think it's pretty funny he questioned this at all!!) But, quickly realized that Scott must have had a blowout while begin burped. So, Scott pooped Papa's pants.

Scott is so blessed to have such a good Papa. Mike takes such good care of us. Thankfully, Mike completed a nursery rotation during his family medicine residency and knows more about babies than me. He has taught me how to get diapers on tight enough so they don't leak (after the incident in the above photo), how to give him a bath, and all kinds of other things they learn in residency.

I certainly could not have made it at home without Mike's help. He is the best husband and dad!! Scott and I will miss him so much when he goes back to work.

The swing has become Scott's favorite activity. He likes to spend time swinging while I try to get things done around the house.

Here I am giving Scott a bath for the first time, since Mike had given him all the previous ones. As you can see, this is probably Scott's least favorite activity--such a boy!!!