Sunday, July 23, 2017

Touring Colorado as a Family of 3


July 20, 2017 - July 23, 2017


Have you been to Oklahoma? The summer heat is sweltering. Colorado on the other hand... quite beautiful in July.

We took off on Thursday morning at 6:05am. By take off, I mean flight take off time... AKA we were up at 3:30am.... with a 6 month old. Weston did wonderful. In fact, I think the baby handled the flight better than his adult escorts. Our trio managed to pack everything into 1 checked bag, 1 carry-on and of course Weston's diaper bag. For convenience and safety, we took our full sized stroller and infant car seat. It's so easy to check this at the gate, totally recommend! Plus, it was an easy and clean and safe and familiar place for Weston during transit. Last time I flew I went WAY overboard with the bagging and tagging of the stroller and car seat. This time, I went the "I'm a cool mom" route and didn't worry about it. Guess what, stroller and car seat are juuuuust fine. As my friend Paige puts it: "If the gear gets some wear and tear, it just means it was well loved."

Weston did great on the flight. Nursing on take off to clear his ears and put him to sleep worked like a charm. You can tell he was still a little sleepy...
After arrival, we headed to downtown Denver to meet Toby's colleague for breakfast at Snooze - Union Station. Holy moly, breakfast concoction YUM. In typical Danielle fashion, I couldn't decide on what to eat so I asked the waiters advice and she said I could just do half and half. Are you kidding me? Indecisive person's dream right here. I went with the corned beef hash and sweet potato hash. Both were melt in your mouth amazing and I highly recommend.

Sidebar: We even gave Weston a few bites of sweet potato and strawberry. Two benefits of the baby led weaning program is momma orders somewhat healthy foods and baby gets to eat deliciousness from infancy.

After breakfast we headed North to Boulder to stay with friends for 24 hours of hiking and hugging. Matt & Courtney recently dropped everything, including a thriving business, their home, both extended families (grandparents are missing their babies!) and all their friends to pursue their passion and minimize their stresses. Huge life changes, but you can already tell it was the right move. Learn more here: https://hempconnex.com/
Super proud of them, glad we could be the first to visit!
Once the Deen Team trio arrived, we got to play solo with the kiddos for a couple hours while Matt and Courtney took care of some business. Next, we were on to lunch... and OMG.... I thought breakfast was good... Lunch blew me away! Think of every vegetable you can, even the weird ones!, and it was probably sauted on my plate. Mix that with some quinoa and you have a very happy lady. I wish I had a picture of the piece of art that it was.

Our bellies were full and now it was time to explore. All 7 of us loaded up and headed to some nearby trails that the Chandler family has frequented since their move. It was so cute seeing the kiddos explore and love nature. The best was when Matt took a dip in the freezing river and his little boy decided he would join. Weston and I were quite happy on the sidelines. He may or may not have gotten a little naked after this photo was taken though. Before you call child services on me... I did not dunk Weston completely... just his lower half. I swear I'm a good mom...
Family dinner at the house that night was delicious, but the dessert was so SO NEEDED. I am dairy free and my husbands favorite food is ice cream... Not cool bro. Solution? Coconut whipped cream!! Seriously, light and fluffy and sweet and most importantly DAIRY FREE! Even better than dessert was the nice 2-on-2 hang out with Matt & Courtney while chowing down at the end of the long day.

The next morning Toby and I loaded up and hit the road with Weston on to Winter Park.

We were in Winter Park for our friend Megan's wedding. Our hotel, The Vintage, was greatness! It is connected to the Winter Park Village which includes shops, restaurants, activities for adults and kiddos, fire pits, mini stages for music, etc. Such a cute little place... perfect for a getaway wedding where everything is all in one place.  The ceremony the next day would be at the top of the peak at "Sun Spot" and was connected via Gondola or chair lift to The Village and to our hotel. With our little man, we weren't able to take advantage of this "air transportation" all the time, but it was still pretty sweet.
After some lunch and downtime at the Village in Winter Park, we gussied up and headed to Megan and Andrew's rehearsal dinner. This little gentleman got to try his first rib!
Next day we felt adventurous and headed to St Louis Creek for some hiking. So glad our little man likes his baby carrier. The Tula Grow With Me is our fave for sure. Weston is so narrow (hello mini Toby) that it would have been difficult for him to fit in other carriers. There was a lot of forest devastation that left us bewildered, but once we made it creek side, we were happy hikers.
Our little adventure was great fun! Now it was time to get fancy and see Megan get hitched!
Quick pause to put on the record that Friday night was grey and rainy with not much hope in the forecast for Saturday wedding time to change and BAM... check out the BEAUTY of the evening. The weather could not have been better.
The evening was a huge success and even with the beautiful sunset, the bride stole the show. Calm, gracious, HAPPY, and stunning are just a few ways to describe my wonderful friend on her wedding day. Congrats to Mr. and Mrs. Davis! And seriously, aren't my friends GORG?!? #C-Squad P.S. My dress? #ShopStevie! https://marti.stevierep.com/ - use "deenadventures" for discount!

Dinner and dancing ended when Weston realized a tooth was coming in. **Cringe**

We had a lovely ride down the mountain on the gondola and appreciated the wonder of the stars on such a dark and surprisingly cloudless night.

The next morning we packed up and hit the road back toward the airport to fly home. BUT WAIT! There is time for a stop in Golden, CO you say? Deal! Annnnd the drive back was so pretty, I had to throw up a Crow Pose on the side of the road for all the cars driving by to appreciate.
We walked along Clear Creek and dunked our feet in the chilly water before cozying up on our blanket in Parfet Park. We may have gotten some grass stains, but it was well worth seeing Weston crawl.
Off to the airport we went.

After a smooth flight home, we decided to start sleep training so we gave Weston his new lovey and buckled down for a wild night. Wish this cutie some luck! Next wedding, we are totally making it to the grand exit!

#DeenAdventures

Friday, July 7, 2017

3 Generations to Eureka Springs!

On the road again! Time to add another state to Weston's list. State #4 will be Arkansas. We are off to Eureka Springs for the weekend!

July 7, 2017 - July 9, 2017

Nothing is better than stopping on a road trip at a small town diner and being blown away by kindness, deliciousness, and ambiance. The coffee shop in ____ did that and more. It was quaint and unique and wonderful. The front eclectic tables and chairs and couches  to drink coffee or play games. The back of the coffee shop stepped it up even more with a treasure trove of used books for patrons to read, trade, or just thumb through. Cute little spot... so glad we stumbled upon it!

We arrived in Eureka and had a smooth check in to our "homeaway" for the weekend. Our group was our typical duo, plus my husbands parents and our little man Weston. We COULD have stayed in a hotel, but that ended up being more expensive and we wouldn't have a kitchen, possibly wouldn't have been downtown, and we wouldn't have the space to just be together! So homeaway.com was PERFECT for our group.

Our "homeaway" was nicknamed Autumn Bluff Lodge was a 3-bed, 2-bath home directly on Main Street. Couldn't have been better! We each had our own room and plenty of space.
After arrival, we decided to take a drive towards Beaver Lake. Toby and I were going to sneak away Saturday morning for some over due scuba time near the dam. It had been nearly 2 years since we scuba dove due to the IVF treatments and then the whole "being pregnant" thing. 

On the way to check out where we would dive the next day, we stopped at Thorncrown Chapel. We had been here a few years ago for a friends wedding (Love you Jake & Meg!) and the place had not lost any of its Wow Factor. 
First picture is of us enjoying the wonderful serenity of the chapel... before Weston started crying inside...
Second picture is from Thorncrown website because I simply couldn't do this place justice.
After checking out Thorncrown and the lake, we headed back to Eureka to clean up for our early dinner when the hidden gem opened at 5. We were told "get there early or you'll wait 45 minutes." Well, that's exactly what happened. Apparently, they secretly start seating between 4 and 4:30 because the place is always jam packed. 
Want to know what the name of this hidden gem is? Ermilio's Italian Home Cooking and it was phenomenal. I had the salmon and ate every single bit of it. The rest of the table was just as satisfied with their meals, but I think the bread with garlic spread is what really sold them. Note to self: cooking whole cloves of garlic and smushing them on bread is a fabulous idea.

Next day, Toby and I ran off to scuba dive and left Weston with his grandparents to play at our home away from home. The water was FREEZING. Not so bad on surface at 75degrees.... in a 3/5mm wetsuit with additional 3mm hood. 60ft down however, it was literally 58degrees. I thought my fingers were going to break off. I think thats the only time since we have been together that Toby was really *jazzed* to hold hands. 

Beaver Lake has some pretty cool little spots to go diving. We chose the bank just West of the Beaver Dam. Along the North side of this little camping peninsula there is sunken boats, diving platforms, jet skis, etc. Makes diving in a lake instead of the open water a little more bearable. We only went about 35ft deep for this first dive so we weren't frozen to the bone yet. Our second dive was along the East side of the peninsula (still on the West bank) where we swam through trees. Seeing the sunlight through these trees 45-60ft deep was pretty incredible. Murky water or not, this was really beautiful.

After we rinsed off the murky water, we headed back to town for some real food. In contrast to the morning we were HOT and starving. We found a little coffee shop and split a sandwich, while Toby indulged in a much needed chocolate shake and I ordered 2 macaroons (swoooon, these are my fave!) and a brownie. Scuba diving is a pretty good workout... right?

Time to explore the artsy neighborhood!
One of the biggest treats of the trip was stopping at a few art galleries that had drinks and snacks and great conversations. Toby's mom and I could have stayed all night, but we had to appease our men and head to dinner.

This time we took the art gallery directors suggestion and headed to Cottage Inn. I am SO glad we got this suggestion and even more glad we didn't keep driving once we pulled up. You see, the restaurant is in a pink little cottage that vaguely reminiscent to an old folks home I once visited... but once inside? LOVE!
Once past the reception area, there were just a few small tables. We were sat at the one against the wall that had a church pew as a bench for one half of the table. It was covered with comfy pillows and it was really charming. The wait staff was decked out in tuxedos and it really didn't feel cheesy in the moment at all. Even with our baby there and just wearing white shorts and a t-shirt, I was feeling very classy. Choosing dinner both nights was a little difficult due to my lactose-intolerance and Southern people's love of cheese, but I managed to find some mushroom ravioli in a red sauce that hit the spot.

The real challenge was dessert. Everyone each ordered their own dessert (full of that delicious lactose) and they were all HUGE! I'm talking the whole table could have easily split 1/2 of just one of these desserts. We were definitely sleeping well that night!

Moral of the story: Local people know what they are talking about when it comes to dining!! And the old "Don't judge a book by it's cover" still stands tried and true.

Next day we packed up and headed home. It was a wonderful trip and I look forward to our little Deen getaway with Toby's parents next year.






Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Chicago Suburbs with Baby sans husband. AHH!

My dad retired in January. With that came an expected "Let's GO!" attitude and he recently embarked on a 3 week driving expedition to Chicago suburb Aurora to stay with his parents. Naturally, we decided this would be an opportune time for Weston to meet his great grandparents.

May 24, 2017 - May 29, 2017

Learning to travel with baby was an experience. I'm used to packing a single carry on bag to the brim and THAT IS IT. Now I have a checked bag, a carry on bag, a stroller, a car seat, a diaper bag, and a sweet blue eyed boy in an infant carrier staring up at me. AKA: Great upgrade!
I went a little overboard with the "packaging" of our car seat... See that blue bag in the picture? Yea, somewhere underneath all of that is the car seat. Instead of buying a car seat bag like a normal human being, I zipped 2 jackets zipper-to-zipper around it, covered that with a stretchy dress, and then finally put it into this huge canvas laundry bag. It wasn't too difficult to maneuver because I had the stroller with me. I just put the entire blue bag on top of the stroller to wheel it around. If I was going to try and "package" the car seat at the gate it would have been a nightmare. #crazymom #THATmom In my defense, I went a little overboard because I didn't want to worry about it being in a "crash" when it is thrown around or jostled on the plane. I had great intentions, it just didn't come to fruition very well.
After a few flight delays, we finally took off. Wesotn was not a big fasn of these flight delays because we had timed his "nursing on take off" for when we were supposed to take off. 45 minutes off schedule and Weston still acted like a seasoned traveler.

My dad picked Weston and me up at around 10:30pm. Surprisingly Weston not only did great on the flight (Snoozzzzze), he also transitioned to the car seat for the 45 minute drive to Aurora.

Upon arrival to the house, Weston and I settled in quickly. I decided to travel without the pack n play. Yikes. This whole "I'm a cool mom" act was fading quickly. We set up a pallet on the floor with the Dock-a-Tot (yes that fit in our checked bag with some special maneuvering) for Weston. He was not super cozy, so we ended up co-sleeping with a one-armed Dock-a-Tot against the wall (Weston is a stomach sleeper so its too skinny for him to sleep with his arms filleted to either side) and we both slept much better.
Over the next few days we spent time with family, went on numerous walks (and got chased by a black bird), practiced outdoor yoga, and ate delicious food. My favorite was the family time though. No time for scenic tours of Chicago on this trip... we were here for maximum snuggle time!

One outing that was particularly fun for the family was to the Morton Arboretum. Weston is currently VERY into the color green so this place was very interesting to the little scientist.

Another fun outing we had was to Fox Lake to visit my dads friend from college and his growing family. The lake is about 45 minutes northwest of downtown Chicago and boy was it was beautiful! The weather was great for an outdoor dinner and great conversation in their backyard.
The rest of the time was spent as it should be, with family. Weston is a lucky little boy to be able to meet his Great Grandmother (Barb, AKA Nanny), Great Grandfather (Jim, AKA Grandad, AKA Weston's middle name!), Great Uncle Craig (my dads younger brother), Great Aunt Kathy (Craig's wife), Great Cousin Connor (my cousin and Craig and Kathy's son)), Great Great Aunt Sue (my Grandad's sister) and Great Great Uncle Tim (Sue's hubby). This is 4 generations of love right here people!


Chicago was a blast! Figuring out how to travel with our new little dude was interesting, but now I feel like Weston and I are both ready for the next adventure. How about this next time we bring Toby?

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Meet Weston James Deen

I went in for my routine appointment on Monday and one of my readings was a little off so the doctor suggested I do a NST-Non Stress Test. They hooked me up to an external fetal monitor for about an hour to track the baby's heartbeat. From what they saw, all was good in the womb. 
Over the next 2 days,however, I didn't have much movement in my stomach, which was unusual for our little guy so I came in to the doctor on Wednesday to check it out. They decided to do another NST and added in an Ultrasound this time. 
They do a grading system on all of their tests to show quickly how well the test went. The NST went great and we got 2 points out of 2 points, yay! Then we did the ultrasound.... they check for movement, breathing and amniotic fluid levels and give another score out of 8 points. So a total of 10 points possible with the NS5 score.... we got 0/8 points on the ultrasound part so we only got 2/10 points total. NOT GOOD.
My doc came in and I asked if I needed to call Toby. She said she would wait. Once Toby was on the phone, the doctor said "We are having the baby today... you aren't leaving the hospital." 
It was about 4pm by then so Toby immediately left work and stopped by the house for my remaining hospital bag items. You have to remember I came in voluntarily after already being out for the day and this was all incredibly unexpected. Toby and I had planned on laboring at home where we would have time for these extras. 
Once Toby arrived to the hospital around 5pm we had to decide if we would try inducing first or go straight to a C-section. After confirming the risk for the baby of trying to deliver vaginally was relatively low with full monitoring, we tried inducing first. Delivering vaginally was something I had always wanted for me and my baby. 
Somehow during these stressful moments, Toby and I realized it was probably a good time to name our little guy. To me, giving a name to our little guy would make him stronger and more ready to meet us. We had come to the hospital with two names (and two signs with the names on them just in case), but now it was time to choose. It was between Trip Tyler Deen and Weston James Deen. I asked Toby what his sons name was today.... a common question in our house the last few weeks and he said "Weston." I smiled and agreed.
After 9 indecisive months, we had a name picked out for our son and it all of a sudden wasn't so hard.
Now we just needed to meet him. Safely.
I was moved to labor and delivery, hooked up to monitors and an IV and the pitocin drip (labor inducing medicine) was started. After the doctor broke my water, the contraction pain was intense! 
Plan was to try and do a natural birth and move around and let gravity help, but because of the fetal monitors, I was bound to the bed and we decided to get the epidural. Toby got a bit queasy during the epidural placement due to some projectile spinal fluid so he was becoming a bit skeptical on his ability to handle the next few hours. Thank goodness he kept this doubt to himself. 
After the epidural was placed, the pitocin was upped again and we kept a close eye on the baby's status with the fetal monitors. 
The baby heart rate is supposed to be between 120-180, but we saw the heart rate drop to 100 so we quickly stopped the medicine, several nurses did some invasive situating of my body and I had to wear an oxygen mask for quite some time. All of this just to get the heart beat back up. What else could happen? What was happening in the womb? Was our baby okay? It was incredibly scary, but there was no space to express it. 
At that point, Toby and I decided on our own that if there was another scare like that (which was likely) we were ready to opt for a c-section.  With doctors approval, we were going to try one more time for a vaginal delivery.
Once we all stabilized, we started the pitocin again. That is when things got worse. The heart rate dropped to 70 and it was time to immediately have the c-section. I'm glad Toby and I knew it was coming and had a few moments to mentally prepare and be together after the first heartbeat drop. At that point, we all knew it was definitely best for baby to get him out immediately. So... they wheel me and my big ole belly on the labor bed to the surgery room. 
It was difficult to say goodbye to Toby in the hallway outside of surgery. I needed him and wanted him, but he had to get scrubbed in and I had to get prepped. 
Good news with the route we went is that the epidural we placed previously helped get the c-section started faster, thus helping baby get out faster.
I got wheeled into the surgery room and very very slowly, I had to move myself from my labor bed to the surgery table. They smushed the tables next to each other, but that didn't make me feel any more stable... my legs were 99% useless and had zero feeling due to the epidural so this was quite a feat. 
While I was laying naked and afraid on the operating table talking incessantly because I was nervous, Toby was getting prepped in his baby blue hospital scrubs and texting my parents "I'm going in" with a picture of him in his surgery scrubs. Even in times of stress, he keeps a level head... or maybe he was manic. Who knows.
Toby finally comes in and I am so relieved to see him. The nurses and doctors all come in and introduce themselves to me one at a time. To be honest this may have happened before Toby came in... all I know is I'm glad they did that. They were still strangers, but they didn't seem so anonymous now. 
The anesthesiologist (his nickname was Deuce) checked my numbness on my stomach to see if they were ready for surgery. I was on such a high, I'm glad he was persistent with making sure I was medically ready.
Dr. Chambers... the best OB I could have ever asked for... was QUICK. The c-section happened and Toby was on my left side being so incredibly supportive in my ear and I was doing everything I could to not cry. All I wanted was to hear my baby cry. I wanted to hear that my baby was ok. 
Somehow I had my wits about me to ask Toby to look as the baby came out. I had wanted a clear curtain so I could see it myself, but that didn't happen so next option is for Toby to get to see it. Just remember his queasiness with the spinal fluid just a few hours prior. Somehow, he kept his nerves down and managed to take a look. How cool... no matter what the exit, Toby got to be first to see our son. Bonus: He took pictures for me to see!
So, in the 2 seconds it took for our baby to cry, it felt like 30 minutes. But he did it... he cried. Best sound ever. That was my Weston. That was my baby.
They immediately took Weston to the "baby bed" to assess him. Especially with the dramatic last act, they needed to see how he was doing. Babies get an APGAR score when they are born. This is a score out of 10 points to quickly assess how well they are doing. Weston got a score of 7 at 1 minute and 9 at 5 minutes... which is GREAT!!! 
While Weston was being evaluated, I was being sewn up. Toby is still so impressed by how quick the surgery was... "it took her longer to sew her up than to get him out!"
Seeing Toby become a dad was pretty special. After Weston was born, the nurses said that he could go meet his son and I could see the strain in Toby's face on being so torn. Of course he wanted to meet his son, but he knew I was freaking out. He stayed with me until I let him know that I was good and then he went to Weston and captured a few more first moments in pictures and videos so that I could be a part of them too. 
This picture shown here is our first picture as an official family of three.
Team Deen is doing great!!!! 
Weston is doing wonderful and we couldn't be more in love. I'm just so happy and thankful he's OK. Hearing him cry as he was removed was so needed after such a scary day. Toby is such an amazing dad already. My love has grown exponentially in 24 hrs.

Friday, September 23, 2016

Off to Dubai for Babymoon #2 and Toby's Award

September 23, 2016 - October 1, 2016
Today is my husbands birthday and we are hopping on a plane to Dubai. Happy 30th freakin' birthday. I am 25 weeks pregnant and loving life! Let's get this 14 hour flight going!

Here are some fun facts about our trip to Dubai...

Dubai is a bit dusty!
Gold Souk is actually just a dirty street with hundreds of shops that sell, among other things,  gold jewelry.
Falconry is an art in Dubai.
All of these buildings are TALLER than the tallest building in OKC.
It takes less than 2 minutes to travel to the top of the Burj Khalifa. Talk about zero to 60....
I became obsessed with henna after our trip and quickly ordered my own kit once we git home.
The Burj Al Arab (aka sailboat building) is the only 7 star hotel in the world.
Staying at Jumeirah Beach Hotel gives you some pretty sweet views and activities for literally 1/8 the price.
Paying for tours where they say they will take you places, sometimes mean they will just take you near enough to take a photo from across the street.
The Dubai Museum has great history! Allot at least 2 hours here if you want to fully read everything AND battle the human foot traffic.
We were 25 weeks preggo and visited in September... AKA it was HOT and I was still happy as can be!