Stay at Home CRAZINESS!!!

I know that it is Josh's job to keep this updated but it seems that as of late, he has dropped the ball...again! So, here I am telling you about the struggles of being home...alone!

As most of you know, I HATE being home alone. I think this hatred stems from growing up watching horror movies with Dad and Brit (thanks guys). I must have quite the imagination because sometimes I think I hear people breaking in, even in the middle of the day, or I think some sort of natural disaster is going to happen...like a freak tornado...or sometimes I hear razor sharp gloved fingers scraping against the furnace (YIKES)! Needless to say, I have been having quite the time being home on maternity. Can't wait til Josh gets home from work! Wish me luck on not getting eaten by the boogeyman!

Love, Kyrs

Papa's New Babies

Papa recently aquired two new family members, Polly and Ann (they are named after my grandma)! These babies are 8 week old boxers! So cute! Here is some photos:

Ann

Papa and Polly

It wasn't Sunday... and there were no Tigers.... but they wore RED

Friday, Hy, Stu and I went to Glen Eagle Golf Course in Syracuse. Although Tiger wasn't in the mix the three of us sported the RED apparel. Not saying that the color of our shirts would help us play any better, but hey..... you never know.

This trip to the links was just another trip in a pretty decent season thus far for myself. I have been consistent and slowly getting my game in tune... for me. It was the first time Hy had been out in almost a year and a half. I have to say I was impressed, not only with how well he was playing after such a long stint away from the tees, but of his calm approach to the game this time. If you have ever played golf with Hy, his frustrations usually don't stay in the bag... But he held his head and played pretty well. Stu, as usual, played well and had a pretty consistent round.
Beside the two holes we each destroyed the round was very fun.

I have to say, and I know Stu would agree with me when I say, "I stole his game on Friday." Stu, as any of our close friends know.... usually wins...
BUT NOT ON FRIDAY!!! HA HA HA!

I beat him by one stroke and Hy was back just four strokes to finish up the day.
Definitely want to do it again guys! It was a lot of fun. I am glad we went.

Brotherly Love!

It might sound a little corny, but being young parents and seeing the interaction of our two young boys is something to see.
Just this morning at about 12:30 am, Lochlan was crying, and Kyrie was crawling out of bed to feed him... when...
Our bedroom door flew open and there stood a bright eyed, hands over his ears, concerned little man! D-Man!

He yelled to his mom, "What are you doing to my baby, mommy?"
"Why are you having him cry? I don't want him to cry!"
Kyrie, holding in the laughter, tells Declan "Your baby brother is hungery, I am going to feed him."
"Can I help feed him? I want to burp him. I will show you how to burp him."
Kyrie replies, "No buddy, you ned to go back to bed ok."
Declan says... and this is the touchy feely part....
(Picture Puss in Boots giving those kitty eyes)
"But mommy, my baby needs me."
At this point I have woken up and become the bad guy.... I pick up Declan and take him back to his room. All the while Declan was saying, "No no no, I want to be in your room with my baby."
As heartbreaking as it was it would be a day full of bad attitudes and timeouts if I didn't get him to sleep.... Within five minutes his whining was over and he was out cold.
Let's see if the brotherly love can last..... the jealousy monster has been kept at bay for now, and hopefully we can keep it caged.

No more pokes, no more tears!

We took Lochlan to the doctor today for what we hoped would be his last biliruben check. The little man handles the poke well, but the squeezing of his little foot doesn't go over very well. The results came back and he was at a level of 11.2 which, for his age.... 7 days old, is low enough that he no longer needs to be checked.
It was a relief to know that he was as healthy as he can be. Next week is his two week well child check up and immunizations appointment. We are definitely looking forward to that one...
On a more sad note... my day did start with some unexpected and very sad news.... A few of my close friends and relatives, (Matt and most recently Hy), will share in my sadness...
Declan came into Kyrie and My bedroom this morning, his usual chipper self. Which I might add is not a trait he received from me. Never in my entire life have I been a happy, alert, and generally in a good mood before the hour of six a.m......
Anyway, he bounces into our room holding one of "his movies" and asks his mommy if he can watch it in our room.... his mother, still exhausted from the nights up and downs, trade offs with myself on the feedings and cuddlings of Lochlan... replies... please go downstairs and watch it on the big TV. Declan says but.. but.. but the green light is red.
To which I abruptly awoke and asked... "What was that buddy?"
Declan said "I pushed the big button and it wasn't green, it was red."
A few choice words slipped out and I urgently took myself downstairs to my Television and Xbox....
You know those times when you know something will turn out how you DON'T want it to... but you keep repeating to yourself.... "Everything's good, everything's cool."
Everything was not cool. When I pushed the power button on my Xbox "THE RED RINGS OF DEATH" stared me in the face, as if to say... YOUR WORLD IS OVER!

Well, it isn't that dramatic, but I was in the middle of my first season of NCAA College Basketball, and I was doing rather well. (sigh) Needless to say, I am without the childish entertainment every adult male enjoys...... video games. It's a real good thing I have two very entertaining young kids to take up my time. Much better than any video game ever could be.

Adjusting to a full(er) house.

Coming home from the hospital yesterday was an exciting feeling, not too mention a relief that we were able to do so under a weeks time from the little guy's birth. Those of you that remember Declan's extended stay in the NICU will also appreciate the timely exit from the hospital as well.

Now for the fun part..... sleepless nights and getting all the household tenants acclimated to the new arrival. It hasn't been too difficult getting Delcan excited and happy about his little brother. He is definitely a helping hand... or two. He really does want to be involved in everything "baby." Especially Lochlan's swing.



Chewy..... oh Chewy. I was actually a little worried about bringing the baby home to the dog, not because I was worried about him mauling Lochlan or anything like that, but I wasn't sure how he would take to another attention seeking, eventual ear tugging, tail pulling, rough housing, food spilling, water dumping, noise maker. To my surprise, Chewy didn't seem to be too surprised or put off at all by the little guy. A couple sniffs and a walk around the car seat was all I got out of my fierce and protective guard dog. After that it was like Lochlan had been there just as long as Declan.

What will be an adjustment I will REALLY need to work on..... The getting up in the middle of the night for multiple feedings. No excuses here, it's just that sleeping always seems so far away and unreachable when you aren't able to get it.



Anyway, It was a real shock to both Kyrie and I's system to go from a full night sleep to up every hour.... You remember it from the first child... but you don't REMEMBER IT.

No worries though from here on out it will be the pitter patter of co-conspirator little feet.....

Lochlan Edward Wehner

6 pounds 12 ounces.. 19 1/2 inches long


I guess the 3rd of August started off like any other Monday morning....Get up much earlier than I wanted to so I can get to work on time, shower, dress, and its off to work I go. About two hours into my "busy" day and I get a phone call. Kyrie hadn't been feeling all that well and was complaining of some pain on her left side. I left work and took her to her doctor's office. He ran some tests, performed some.. eh hem.... checks.... and tests... but couldn't find a likely cause of the pain. He immediately had me take her up to McKay-Dee Medical Center to be "observed."

It's funny how observing someone involves a lot of interactions, physical probing, and the need for multiple nurses to insert an IV line into her arm..... but observed they did. She was sent for a kidney ultrasound (there is an actual medical term for the type of ultrasound she got, but I am neither Stuart or Tiffany so the name escapes my memory.... so it was a kidney ultrasound). Love you guys..... lol.

after all the "observing" her doctor decided that it would be best for Kyrie and the baby to go ahead and perform the Cesarean section that day.... and within the next two hours of that decision we were on our way to the operating room. It was a little more nerve racking for Kyrie this go around.. for some reason walking into YOUR operating room on under your own power has a little more effect on the psyche than being wheeled in on your bed while being doped up so much your legs feel like they no longer exist. Needless to say Kyrs was nervous. After the doctors had stopped arguing over the type of music they wanted to listen to in the operating room, things got serious and the procedure began.

I, being the supporting husband that I am.... held the vomit pouch for Kyrie. This, though less beautiful and spectacular than the birth of a child is in fact an important role while doing the c-section. Everything went smoothly during surgery, and while they tied Kyrie's tubes and patched her up I went along to watch the nurses check Lochlan's vitals and get him cleaned up. He did great despite the suction tubes down the throat and up the nose. It really is hard to watch them handle this newly born infant as "rough" as they do. I know they are careful and know what they are doing....but still.... rough to watch as the new daddy.

After the circus out by the nursery settled down they took Kyrie into her postpartum room and shortly after brought little Lochlan in. I am very happy to say that the little guy had no need for reservations with the NICU, and has had first class care up at McKay-Dee Medical Center.

We are very happy to have this brand new addition to our family. His older brother, THE BIG BROTHER, Declan has been very excited and just a big helper with his little brother. It is very cute to see how curious and excited, not too mention protective of his little brother declan is. I think he will take on the older brother role very easily.

We appreciate all the visitors and phone calls. It means a lot to us to know so many of you care and want to share in our joy. Thank you.

AND.... I will most definitely try to keep this blog up to date much better from here on out... I am a bit of a slacker I know.... Sorry about that. LOL.

- The proud new Daddy.

Baby Lochlan Edward Wehner