8 weeks old today. st. pattys day.

this post should totally be about st. patricks day and finley being EIGHT WEEKS OLD today....but its not!

we didnt do anything st paddys day related ...
thought about going to st. louis for the parade, but slept in...

no dandy inn and green beer like all the years past...

no corned beef and cabbage...

matt worked in the garage today, and i baked cookies!

we had hamburger helper for dinner...and GREEN beans!

matt is at bowling now...
im doing laundry, trying to get a few blog posts done,....and drinking a beer, not green, but a beer non the less!

this past weekend finley did another FIRST....we went out of town for the weekend! and she went to her FIRST wedding/ reception!
the car ride was about 4 hours and she did great, i tried to time it so i fed her, then we left....she slept the entire time, until it was time to eat! so we pulled over, i fed and diapered her and we were back on the road.
the bride was a co-worker of mine, and several co-workers made the trip up there as well. so it was fun, all of us in the hotel together.
it was the first time several of them had met finley.
friday night, in the hotel room, finley had her fussy time from about 10-midnight...and then slept really good until about 6am.
i was nervous about the wedding ceremony...what if she cries? what if i cant get her to stop?...so i fed her and diapered her right before the ceremony, hoping she would just sleep through it....

HA HA!
my fears came true...right when the ceremony began, she started fussin...so matt took her out into the hallway in the back of the church....

and she kept fussin....and kept fussin...now crying...now that red faced all out fit! ( you know, the cry i cant stand, red face, non breathing....all sweaty)

and i could hear her cries, although muffled, echoing into the sanctuary...

BOO! rats! im sure everyone was thinking ...."who brought that crying baby to a wedding???".
so, i went out and found matt, who was now in the stair case leading to the basement!, and he/we decided THEY would go out to the car....so out THEY went. matt didnt get to see any of the ceremony....
we went back to the hotel between ceremony and reception, i fed and diaper her....hoping the reception would go better....
and it started out great! she slept until about 8pm (we both got to eat dinner!)...then she woke up and was content just looking around at all the lights. i fed her at about 830...
then it happened....she had had enough! and started fussin...and kept fussin!
we were at a country club, so i took her back to the ladies locker room.

peace, quiet, no loud music, no strobe light, no people all around wanting to hold her...and after about 45 minutes, i got her to go back to sleep. it was 930....

i go back out and rejoin the reception and she is fine...sleeping in my arms...AND THATS WHERE SHE WILL STAY!
then we go to take the group picture (below), when the bride sat down, finleys little foot got squished by the brides beautiful dress....
and finley

WAS.NOT.HAPPY...
it was 10pm. she was crying again, hysterically....
she had partied enough. she was done! way overstimulated. what a long day for a 7 1/2 week old precious little girl...
SO HUNKY HUBBY OFFERED TO TAKE HER BACK TO THE HOTEL AND LET ME STAY AND HANG OUT WITH MY FRIENDS!

doesnt he rock!?!?!?
i got back to the hotel about midnight, and she was still fussin, he said she never really stopped (maybe for a few minutes, then would start back up). i felt so bad, my poor baby girl. i took her, fed her, held her, rocked her, walked with her and she FINALLY was out!@
so our FIRST out of town wedding went well....

as good as can be expected with a 7 1/2 week old baby!;-)

heres a few pictures from the weekend....

the group of us, friends/co-workers/nurses...

me, kim, jule

deena, christy, dawn, donna, and megan

a few of the family.....

nurses gone wild!