Saturday, September 22, 2012

Day 3 – Time to leave the hospital


After two great nights in the hospital, Erin and I got to take home the newest Mogensen.  Erin had mixed emotions about leaving the hospital, but she was anxious to see her Gracie. 

A professional photographer came by and took some “free” pictures Bridget and Grace.  They were so good that we had to buy the CD of pictures.  Yes, we are suckers.  Below are a couple of my favorites:






As luck would have it, Erin’s friend Monica gave birth to a baby girl at 5:45am on our final day so we got to visit them in the recovery room before we left.  Below is a picture of the proud papas. 


Bridget made herself right at home.

The close up. 

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Time to meet Big Sister!


Bridget was so nervous to meet her big sister Grace she started biting her fingernails….


It was so great to see Gracie!  We missed each other so much – not only did she look so cute, but she seemed SO big!  She is already a great Big Sister – she can already say ‘Baby” and “Bridget”.  Hard to believe 20 months ago today she was the brand new baby in this bassinet! 


Mark with his adoring ladies


Gracie walked into the room and instead of seeing her new little sister, she was focused on the computer and all she could say was, “type”.  Maybe we should have named Bridget “Type”. 


Gracie soon warmed up to little Bridget and was just as smitten with her as we are.  

Gracie was showering her with kisses before the afternoon was over.   


Day 1 – Bridget Maren Mogensen


We welcomed Bridget Maren Mogensen into the world yesterday (9/19/12) at 12:36pm.  She weighed in at an even 8 pounds and stretched out to 20.5 inches.  Erin inherited some good genes as was blessed with another very short delivery.  Almost too short.  I was out to lunch and had to sprint the 4-blocks back to the hospital and Bridget was born 10 minutes later.  After her birth, I was still out of breath from sprinting to the hospital and in shock Bridget was a girl.  Everyone predicted Erin was having a boy.  I was reminded by many fellow dads in following hours that I better start saving my pennies as wedding are not cheap.  This is not to mention that Grace is already into expensive shoes & purses.  Boy, I'm in trouble. 
 
Anyhow, all initial tests are that Bridget is a healthy baby and she really only cries when she’s hungry (just like any Mogensen).  Erin and I may have to start a “swear jar” for every time we call Bridget, Grace, but I’m sure we’ll get the hang of soon.  Below are some pictures of Bridget’s welcoming committee on her birthday.  

30 seconds old!


Snuggle Time with Mom


The Ryan Ladies


Grandpa and Bridget

Grauntie Maureen / future Godmother and Bridget 



Proud mama getting ready for the move to the recovery room


Mom and Dad and the new edition to our family


The leprechaun hat is a little too big




Monday, September 10, 2012

Fancy Slippers


Gracie loves purses, necklaces & shoes. I have no idea where this comes from!  Ha! 

Gay Pride Parade

The Gay Pride Parade changed the parade route this year and it now comes within a couple of blocks of our place so we decided to check it out.  I imagine next year there could be some interesting questions after the parade from Grace.  Until then, she loved the beads, the music & colorful floats! 


Treat


“Treat”: this is Gracie & Mommy’s favorite word.  Once Mini Mogy #2 is born I think Dairy Queen will miss us.  Thank you DQ for all the great memories & Chocolate blizzards this summer!


Sharing her ‘treat’ with Dad


Boise


We spent a week in Boise visiting my family and we had a great time.  It was in the 100’s a good portion of the time and Grace found the best spot in the house – right on top of the AC vent.  




Bath time at Naunny’s house

Someone is itching to get a big wheel.



Hi Ho Silver!



Grace was very trendy with Mom’s new hat on.

Like I said, it was pretty very hot out and I think Kyle has the right idea.  I think he pulls off the diaper only look quite well. 

Look out for the Land Shark and the ballerina!

Spending some time with Dad.