Monday, September 6, 2010
Hudson's 1st bath
We gave Hudson 1st bath when he was 2 weeks old. Let's just say he was not a fan of the bathtub, but didn't seem to mind the pig-duck bath toy...
Fantasy Draft in Colorado
Last weekend I did a fantasy football draft with some of the guys I was a leader for during our years of doing student ministries with our church in Colorado. The league started last year while we still lived there. This year I joined the draft party via video Skype. It was hilarious and awesome. They even had me pick my draft order out of a hat by holding it in from of the computer while I pretended to reach into the hat!
Also, my team is going to smoke everyone!!!
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Also, my team is going to smoke everyone!!!
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Sunday, August 29, 2010
Lake Tear of the Clouds
Hudson has received so many wonderful gifts from many people over the past several months and Becky and I have been so blessed by everyone's generosity and love for our family. This past week we received a unique gift that we were so touched by that we wanted to share it with everyone.
As you may already know, my Aunt Wendy is an amazing musician and composer who has accomplished so many great things throughout her career. (You can click on her website here if you're interested in reading more). This past week a package arrived for Hudson with two pieces of framed sheet music. The title of the song is Lake Tear of the Clouds and beneath the title it says Song for Hudson Philip Loomis. In addition to being a beautiful song, it was later explained that Lake Tear of the Clouds is the highest source of water for the Hudson River, and is a place my dad has actually been before.
Not many babies have a great Aunt as talented as Wendy! We look forward to many years of playing his song for him, and one day taking him to the place that inspired it's name.
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As you may already know, my Aunt Wendy is an amazing musician and composer who has accomplished so many great things throughout her career. (You can click on her website here if you're interested in reading more). This past week a package arrived for Hudson with two pieces of framed sheet music. The title of the song is Lake Tear of the Clouds and beneath the title it says Song for Hudson Philip Loomis. In addition to being a beautiful song, it was later explained that Lake Tear of the Clouds is the highest source of water for the Hudson River, and is a place my dad has actually been before.
Not many babies have a great Aunt as talented as Wendy! We look forward to many years of playing his song for him, and one day taking him to the place that inspired it's name.
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Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Hudson's first week home
In case you haven't seen enough pictures of Hudson yet, we have more! This past week has been such an incredible blessing. I'm so thankful I was able to take this time off from work for the three (or four) of us to hang out and start our new life together.
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Photo shoot
We had a short professional photo shoot at the hospital a few hours before we went home and loved how all of the pictures came out so we wanted to post them here. As it turns out Hudson was a bit too large for the going-home-from-the-hospital outfit Becky had picked out. Fortunately she is always so well prepared and had packed some extras. It was a nice coincidence that we all happened to be wearing blue.
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Hospital days
Here's a few pictures from our time in the hospital. We are very thankful that all the grandparents were able to come and meet Hudson shortly after he was born (though they had to wait quite a bit longer than all of us anticipated!).
Proud dad.
Proud grandparents.
More proud grandparents.
Proud mom ready to take the bundle of joy home.
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Proud dad.
Proud grandparents.
More proud grandparents.
Proud mom ready to take the bundle of joy home.
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Monday, August 9, 2010
A few thoughts on the past week
This past week has been incredible and I just wanted to chronicle a few things I have been thinking about everything that has happened...
Becky is amazing. We checked into the hospital on Sunday night at 6 and Hudson was born Wednesday at 11:31 AM. During that entire time Becky was incredible, prompting the various nurses and midwives to repeatedly comment on how amazed they were that she was able to maintain such a wonderful attitude throughout a very long and difficult labor. By the time Hudson finally joined us the entire nursing staff was rooting for Becky and checking in on her status with our nurse.
My sister is hilarious. She did such a great job as our guest-blogger, and I'm sure she had more readers on our blog than we have ever had due to the great interest in Hudson's arrival (and her great writing!). We actually enjoyed checking our own blog when we had a chance during labor to read her latest updates.
Nurses/doctors/midwives are awesome. This was the first time I've spent the night in the hospital since I was born. During our 5-days in the hospital we must have encountered over 40 different nurses, doctors, and midwives, and every single one had such a strong desire to serve and make our experience as good as it could possibly be.
Dudes could never give birth. I thought about this several times during the nearly 3 days of labor. If God had chosen us to do it it would have been the end of humanity...so clearly he made the right decision there.
Hudson recognized my voice. Shortly after he was born they took him over to the warming table (or whatever that thing is called) and he was just screaming like babies do right after delivery. For the first time I leaned in and just said, "Hey Hudson," and for a just a few seconds he was perfectly still and quiet. That will forever be one of the coolest moments of my life.
We are loved. It has been kind of overwhelming to see all of the prayers, love, and support that we have gotten over the past week. Having once again moved to a new place we have often felt a bit lonely, and it is easy to forget how many people do care about us. We were very much reminded of that this week, so if you're reading this...thanks.
Being a dad is much better than I expected. I know everyone tells you this, but you almost think that people feel obligated to say things like this, because it just doesn't make any sense that losing your freedom and sleep for a little baby that just cries and poops (a lot) could be all that great. For many years I've kind of secretly felt that being a dad will be fun once our kids turn somewhere around 7 or 8 years old, and everything before that will be just something to get through. As it turns out, just holding my son is far more interesting than anything else I can think of.
And if you are reading this, you're really probably just interested in more pictures of Hudson...I should be posting some soon!
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Becky is amazing. We checked into the hospital on Sunday night at 6 and Hudson was born Wednesday at 11:31 AM. During that entire time Becky was incredible, prompting the various nurses and midwives to repeatedly comment on how amazed they were that she was able to maintain such a wonderful attitude throughout a very long and difficult labor. By the time Hudson finally joined us the entire nursing staff was rooting for Becky and checking in on her status with our nurse.
My sister is hilarious. She did such a great job as our guest-blogger, and I'm sure she had more readers on our blog than we have ever had due to the great interest in Hudson's arrival (and her great writing!). We actually enjoyed checking our own blog when we had a chance during labor to read her latest updates.
Nurses/doctors/midwives are awesome. This was the first time I've spent the night in the hospital since I was born. During our 5-days in the hospital we must have encountered over 40 different nurses, doctors, and midwives, and every single one had such a strong desire to serve and make our experience as good as it could possibly be.
Dudes could never give birth. I thought about this several times during the nearly 3 days of labor. If God had chosen us to do it it would have been the end of humanity...so clearly he made the right decision there.
Hudson recognized my voice. Shortly after he was born they took him over to the warming table (or whatever that thing is called) and he was just screaming like babies do right after delivery. For the first time I leaned in and just said, "Hey Hudson," and for a just a few seconds he was perfectly still and quiet. That will forever be one of the coolest moments of my life.
We are loved. It has been kind of overwhelming to see all of the prayers, love, and support that we have gotten over the past week. Having once again moved to a new place we have often felt a bit lonely, and it is easy to forget how many people do care about us. We were very much reminded of that this week, so if you're reading this...thanks.
Being a dad is much better than I expected. I know everyone tells you this, but you almost think that people feel obligated to say things like this, because it just doesn't make any sense that losing your freedom and sleep for a little baby that just cries and poops (a lot) could be all that great. For many years I've kind of secretly felt that being a dad will be fun once our kids turn somewhere around 7 or 8 years old, and everything before that will be just something to get through. As it turns out, just holding my son is far more interesting than anything else I can think of.
And if you are reading this, you're really probably just interested in more pictures of Hudson...I should be posting some soon!
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