5 Months

Danica is 5 months old....and I'm not sure I believe it. Seems like just last week we were bringing her home from the hospital, and thinking "Are we sure we know what we're doing??".

I'll get into that more in a minute, but first an update on my last entry. I've been working out for maybe a month and a half now, and I've lost 5lbs (I'm sure I've gained some muscle as well), and I've had to tighten my belt an extra slot. Wifey says I look "fitter" which is good, and I feel better about myself too! I weighed in at 186lbs the other day, my goal is between 175-180, so I'm getting there.

Ok, back to your irregularly scheduled blog:

Danica is SO fun these days!!! She has much more of a personality, and is much more responsive to the world around her. Those first few months were kind of hard because she didn't do a whole lot....just kinda slept, pooped, and cried. Now inbetween all that we get active / play time! We borrowed a bouncer from a friend and let me tell you, those things are AWESOME!!! She'll sit in there and bounce for a good hour at a time, which really let's us have some down time, and/or get some things done.



She's also starting to sleep in her own bed.... ALL NIGHT!!!! We were kind of in despair about it...figuring that it would never happen, but all of a sudden she decided she would sleep in her bed all night by herself! WTF?!?! I'm not going to argue with her about it though... :)

Right now I'm dreading and looking forward to her learning to crawl. It will be cool to have her moving around but at the same time scary. At this point I can put her down and I know that she'll be in the same spot if I turn my back to do something. Plus, we'll have to really baby proof the house, i.e. gate off the wood stove....somehow.

So I don't know if I like this whole "she's gonna grow up" thing, but I guess I don't have a choice do I?? Here's a few new pics for your enjoyment:


Supporting those Houston Astros.... she has good taste just like her daddy!! ;)

Losing the "cute little belly"

HEY!! I'm posting something!!

Well....I joined a Gym. Why...??? Because according to wifey, I have a "cute little belly". I said to myself after she told me that, "self...it's time to start working out again." I figure I'm doing pretty good though, since I almost made it 10 years after high school with only gaining 10 lbs.

Anyways, it's back to the gym for me. In high school I was in really good shape due to high metabolism, P.E. and Weight Lifting classes. Now....apparently I'm old and out of shape. I can't run and play with the 18 year olds anymore. :(

The thing about going to workout is this.... I have no idea what I'm doing. :) I can do all sorts of work outs but I don't know if it's doing me any good. My plan is not to add a bunch of muscle, but to lose fat, add a little muscle, and tone. Here's my work out plan so far:

Monday: Cardio (treadmill) and abs/back
Tuesday: Weights
Wednesday: Cardio (eliptical) and more abs/back
Thursday: Weights
Friday: Cardio (bike) and even more abs/back

Now that looks good and all...but again, I have no idea what I'm doing. I need to schedule a meeting with the Personal Trainer and see if he can direct me to a more effective plan or if what I'm doing is good.

We'll see how it goes.

Shakin' and Movin' or Movin' and Shakin'

Starting monday, I'll be switching jobs.....kinda. Still working at the same place, but I'll be switching to a different department.

I work for a Freight Broker, in the sales/dispatch dept now. Basically I coordinate with trucks picking up and delivering freight. I'm on the phone a lot which leaves me plenty of time to dork around on the interwebs. I'll be moving to the Admin/Accting dept, and I've no idea how this will effect my online time. I'm hoping it will give me more to do, since as it is....I get bored out of my mind with nothing to do. Next week starts "cross training" and by Aug 3rd I'll be in my new capacity/desk (across the room from where I am now).

Should be interesting, and I'm looking forward to it. I think it'll be more of a challenge, and work more towards my strengths and skills. The bum deal is that I already make more $ than anyone in that dept, so I won't be up for a raise for a few years. :( Oh, well....

I should be going back to school in the winter (maybe) and this is a good job to have while schoolin' it up! Easy, and I can leave it here when I'm done for the day.

The Day My Life Changed

So....May 3, 2008 totally rocked my world. That is the day that my life changed...forever.

I got off work a little early to go to the hospital with my pregnant wife on May 2nd (her due date), just for some monitoring of the baby to see how everything was going. We sat and talked to Amy's Grandmother for about an hour while the machines were taking their readings. When the nurse came back in she said something along the lines of "your amniotic fluid is kind of low, so we want to induce you now."

WHAT?!?! We were not ready for that! So much for waiting for her water to break, and going to the hospital with our bag of supplies (which had gotten left at home). It took a little bit for that to register. All of a sudden, it's really happening. We are having this baby....now! Ok, maybe not "now" since it took about 11hrs from that time until she was born....but you get the idea.

So we were admitted....and got comfy in our room. The first nurse, we'll call her "the devil" or Nurse D, was a crabby older lady at the end of her shift. We only had to deal with her for the first few hours thankfully, and then the best nurse in the world showed up! Now I don't remember her name, but I'm gonna call her DBN or Da' Bomb Nurse (old skool enough for you..??). DBN was awesome!! She stayed with us until Danica (nice name huh...? More on that in a bit) was born, even though she had to stay a little while past her shift ending.



The first few hours were fairly uneventful. We sat around and talked, Amy's mom, and sisters showed up, and we just chatted for a while. Then they brought the IV of Pitocin. This is the inducing drug. Once that was on for the next few hours contractions came sooner and sooner...and a little bit more painful....apparently. DBN came in every hour or so to check wifey's dilation, and see if we needed anything. Eventually it got to where it was pretty unbearable for the wife, so in comes the Anesthesiologist with the Epidural. After that took effect we both (wifey and I) took about a 3 hr nap. Amy's mom was watching the Contraction Meter while Amy slept and was pretty shocked to see the needle jumping and Amy didn't even stir.

Back to the name thing. We had quite a time figuring out what to name her. At first, before we knew we were having a girl, we had several lists of names to choose from. We would each make separate list's and then compare. We found out that I like strong traditional names, and Amy likes "weird" names. So she came up with Danica, and it has nothing to do with the NASCAR driver. Apparently she went to school with a Danica and liked it. I wasn't crazy about it at the time but it grew on me and now I love it. We of course call her Dani for short. As far as boy names go....we're glad we had a girl, because we couldn't decide on a boy name to save our lives. I wanted Jonathan Myron (Myron is Amy's grandpa's name), but she wanted all these weird names like Kayden, and such. We actually got mad at each other about it.... good thing she's a girl!

Okay, back to your regularly scheduled blog....

At about 3:30am the Dr. came in and woke us up, they checked the dilation again and said "well...it's time to start pushing." At about 5:45am I could see Danica's head, and at 6:01am on May 3, 2008 our first child, a girl named Danica Brooke Wyenberg was born. It was the most amazing experience of my life, and the next 2 days in the hospital was kind of a blur. Between my parent's (who were moving back to the area from Houston, TX) arrived in town that night and came by to see their first grandchild (she's the first on Amy's side too), and all the other visitors, it was an exciting couple of days.

Here are a few pictures of my beautiful baby girl:


at the hospital ...ready to go home:Me and her on a walk last weekend:
This is probably my favorite one of her so far (love that face, that's pure me!):
...and the happy new family:

Who am I?

I've debated starting a blog for a while now... It seems like everyone else is doing it, so what the heck, I'll jump on that train!!

This is pretty much who I am: I am a married 27 year old, who I guess just became a dad on May 3, 2008. I say "I guess" because I have a wonderful Golden Retriever named Carson who has been my child for almost 2 years. This is him:

Not to cheapen my daughter Danica's birth...but I'll talk more about that in a separate post.

I love my wife Amy, with all that I am, and can't believe that I'm luck enough to have convinced her to spend the rest of her life with me.
I love my family and am very dedicated to them. I love my church, and my savior Jesus. I love music, playing my guitars and leading worship at church (www.eastpark.org).

I have ADD and it's hard for me to sit still. I love cheese, Dr. Pepper, red meat, red wine, and good beer (none of that domestic crap thanks).

I get annoyed with people pigeon holing me as "one of those Jesus people". I am who I am, and I'd prefer that you didn't make assumptions about who I am just because of what I believe.

I am a pastors son, and grew up in the church and therefore am sick and tired of church politics.

I love to have fun, play video games, play with my dog, and just hang out and talk over a good beer.

...and I really can't decide if I should vote for McCain or Obama, but I dislike politics and don't really want to talk about it. Let me make my own decision, I don't need you to convince me. Thanks.