St Patrick's Day

Happy St. Patricks day! Holidays are much more fun with kids!!!

Espically when shared with cousin Z.

Man vs. Sledge hammer

When sledge hammers fight back....

The fact the Andy didn't knock himself out cold I'd say the odds were in his favor...however I would never recommend hitting yourself with a sledge hammer in the first place!

Just a tiny accident on the job sight, I'm thinking that he might need a new profession???

Accident Andy is his new nickname, I'm just happy that he is okay.

Logan Ray Welch

Yeah he's FINALLY here! And was so worth the wait! He really is the sweetest and best little guy.

Here's the short version of his trip here...

Sunday March 1st I began having contractions at 11:00 pm. At 2:30 am we went and checked into the hospital. I was only dialated to a 2, but since I was 5 days over due they kept me there. That place was packed! There were so many people checking in at the same time I was scared that we wouldn't get a room. Andy pulled two chairs together and made a little bed and tried to get as much sleep as he could all crunched up. I should have taken a picture it was funny! At 7:30 that morning, my doctor came in and broke my water and they gave me some pitocin to speed things up. At 9:45 I was only dilated to a 3 but because of all the other people there I decided to get an epidural before it was too late. Then we just hung out. By 1:00 I was dilated to a 9+ so they went and got my doctor. At about 1:30 I started the dreadful task of pushing...that part sucked!
After pushing for about 3 hours he wasn't getting over my pelvic bone and wasn't going anywhere. And my epidural was wearing off, so at 4:00 I asked for a new one, but they said no he would be here in 10 minutes and it would take at least 15-20 minutes for a new epidural to start working. So I grin and barred it. Only to find out that he was still stuck, so they got out the little vacuum and stuck it on his head. When that didn't seem to work, I had an episiotomy. Which none of this would have been a big deal had I gotten more epidural...but since I didn't I felt everything. Finally Monday, March 2 at 4:44 he was here...I wanted to die...it was not as pleasant as it had once started out. My whole right side I could move, I could stand up on my leg...and I felt every stitch as I was being sewed up! NOT FUN!!!! But looking back a week later it was all worth it.
He had so many visitors, so many people came to see him. He is very lucky to have so many wonderful people in his life. Thanks to everyone who brought us love, and things, snuck in food, and cute new clothes, and all the beautiful flowers!!! I love my little guy, he means everything to me. I am so blessed to have this sweet little angel sent into my life. We love you Logan!!!!

Hockey Hobby

It all started last week when Andy came home from work, huge smile on his face. I thought to myself...oh no, I know that look. With a deep breath I smiled back at him and waited for what he was about to say next. Trying to hide my smile I quietly waited until he finally broke the silence, almost in a shout grinning from ear to ear he says, "Jess, I'm going to play HOCKEY!!!!" And then waits for my reaction.

I've never been one to have several hobbies, I like what I like and stick to what I know. Andy however...is the total opposite, and I LOVE him for it. He fills his plate with more hobbies/activities than he knows what to do with. He drinks in life like he's drinking from a fire hydrant gushing out water. There is no taking a little sip, it's mouth opened wide, catch as much as you can. With these 'hobbies' comes a dying obsession, it's that one thing on his mind all the time for a while and then just as quickly as it came on, he's over it and onto the next thing.

His latest 'hobby' if you will, has been hockey, he's never played before but has always wanted too. I went and watched him play last night and it was HYSTERICAL!!! I was in tears laughing the whole time.

He has skating down to an art, forwards, backwards, sliding...he's got that down good. However coming to a stop is a completely different story, that should actually be his next hobby...
Stopping usually requires hitting the wall, or getting down and his knees and sliding into either something or someone.
Then with that huge grin gets up and attacks it again.



While all the other guys were all decked out and professional looking, you could spot Andy a mile away. With his black and green jersey, maroon and white socks, grey gloves, one white and one black skate, and his bright red hockey stick...
Not to mention he was the only guy out there with a HUGE grin from ear to ear the whole game.

Hey he might not have had the best looking gear, but he was so the best looking guy out there!



After only playing a few minutes he got passed the puck and shot it right between the goalies legs...SCORE! The whole game he kept looking up into the stands giving me the 'I love you sign' and making sure I was watching him. It was really cute!!!

He was on fire. Then the very last seconds of the game he went coast to coast, had a wild break away. Everyone was silent, I was saying to myself 'please don't fall, please don't fall...' as I watched him fly towards the goal. Then as if he'd been doing it all his life, he flipped the puck behind his back and shot it straight into the goal winning the game.
Two goals in one night...he was the hero, and they want him to come and play again next week.

He was so happy and so excited, he took me to get an ice cream sundae after the game!!! Yay me!!!!



I really couldn't ask for a greater husband, he's amazing!