Hello, my name is Kayla, and I am a bit of a Kijiji addict. 

But beside that awesome fact I found something marvellous on my favorite site. I have been scouring the interweb in search of the perfect chair to fit into our house. You see we only have one couch, and so when we have lots of people over they kind of end up sitting on the floor, and yeah.. Needless to say we were in desperate need of some "free" furniture. So the other day while I was on my hunt I came across the most beautiful sight.  

Were they possibly from the 1950s? Yes. Were they dirty beyond all reason, and in need of some suurrrrious TLC? Absolutely. But that didn't matter. They were beautiful. And they were about to be mine. So I emailed them asking how bad they were - ie. cat pee? - but they were golden. Just dirty, and need a good wash. Score! I'm definitely more in love with the chair; the couch is just extra goodness. I just need to rip open the couch cushions, and put new stuff inside, wash the cushion material, steam clean the couch and chair, and they will be PERFECT. I'll keep you updated on their process. It will be a long one - Thank you beautiful baby Renner. 

But here is a sneak peak of what they will somewhat look like in our house. Minus our living room table, and original couch - as they were moved to accommodate some recent Call of Duty: BO2 action gathering, and haven't been moved back. 

I'm so excited about my little reading corner. There will be a lamp pole that will be placed somewhere around there, because our living room, for some weird reason, is without a light. For now we just have lamps, or my favorite - candles. Which by the way did I mention I'm also addicted to those as well?

Oh Happy Time.

Finally some peace! It has been waaaay too long since I've written a blog post so don't mind the few months of catching up. My obsession and fascination with Renner is always growing stronger. I was reading some of my old post on how he was the perfect little baby, and never cried excessively.. Man did I set myself up for that one. He is the cutest cry baby though. Reflux was one of the reasons for it, and now that we have that under control he's actually so much fun to hang around. Not that he wasn't before, but a few weeks straight of crying full blast from the time he woke up, a little break in between, and then when he went down was about as much as I could take. People tried to say it was colic - and man I don't think I've ever hated a word so much. Thanks but no thanks peeps, it's not, even though you've tried to tell me a million times. I could console him. So that ruled that blasted word out. But once he start on the medicine that helped it he has been amazing. A medicine that taste like absolute shizz by the way, poor thing. And yes I taste everything that goes in his mouth, including the goods - which every mom is curious about how breastmilk tastes, don't get all judgey. He hates the medicine, but it makes me happy afterwards so he'll deal. 

He's 4 months now, and man is he cute. He has a round head, with big ol' ears like his daddy.

So cute! I'm obsessed. He's blowing bubbles, and babbling constantly. I don't think my clothes have ever seen so much drool. He has also become OBSESSED with chewing on his hands.

He's finally sleeping in his own bed. That was a rough couple nights - for me. I missed him. He was perfectly content. Last night though was the first night that he has slept a full 8 hours. He fell asleep at 9, and all of sudden I hear him whimpering, and my boobs felt like they were about to explode, I looked at the time and it was 5:30. HALLEJUAH! It was quite a glorious feeling to have 8 hours of sleep under my belt again. I'm hoping tonight is just as awesome, but we'll see. He quite strong now, and loves it when I stand him up. We play super baby all the time - which is basically me hold him above my head. He gets a real kick out of it, and has become incredibly talented at getting the timing of dropping drool in my mouth down perfectly. It's quite disgusting, but endearing as well. I let him suck on a piece of apple a few days ago, and he fell in love. He's now watching what I eat a lot more intensely, and I let him taste some of it. But for now he's still loving the goods. 

That's him loving his apple piece, and giving it a cute smile. 

Summer has finally arrived, and you'd think that we would be outside playing at the park next to our place or laying on the grass but no. I need too. I've just been so tired lately that the thought of sitting and watching Gossip Girl or Scandal have just been to enticing to pass up. I will though. One of these days. The one thing I do try and so every night, if it's not raining, is go for a walk. He loves going for walks. Now that he's a little older he pays attention to everything, and it helps me relax. I've been be coming a little more crafty, which deserves a post all in its own. Fathers Day was an awesome day. 

There was breakfast in bed that consisted of homemade crepes with freshly cut fruits and Nutella. Renner, Roxy and I then swiftly had Keags come out into the living room where he saw our wonderful creation that had Ren's footprint and Roxy's paw print in a flour/salt dough mixture, and Man of Steel VIP tickets. Yeah. We are awesome. Then Keagan went off to work, and he came home to homemade fried chicken with rice, and homemade Angel food cake with an amazing strawberry/raspberry sauce. Am I bragging about my cooking and creative skills? Absolutely because I hate cooking, and can never find time to be creative. I felt pretty proud. 

 

He's loving his daddy a lot more these days. Pretty sure he's finally understanding that he is a special person too. He doesn't scream every time Keagan holds him. Now he's perfectly content if I want to slip away for a shower while daddy plays with him. It's awesome. I've been saying awesome a lot. And obsessed. Probably because I'm awesomely obsessed with this little kid, and his sexy dad. They make me prettayy happy. 

He got "Hello" stamped -__-  thank you daddy. 

On one of our nightly walks. He's pretty cute. 

GIVE ME THE RIBS. 🍖🍖

Psych VS Blogging.

I've definitely had a hard time keeping up with blogging. Even though I write these post on my phone I still manage to hardly have time to actually write, and when I do start a post.. I slowly drift away and do something else productive like.. like watch Psych, or eat. Either one of those options are awesome. Even as we speak I'm watching Psych while my handsome boy is sleeping across my legs. (He does look pretty dang cute in this new outfit I got him.)

 He looks so peaceful so I'm ignoring my incredible hunger for the fresh chocolate chunk brownies I made an hour ago just so he can sleep. I can definitely move him, but he's been some what grumpy today so he needs his sleep. 

We started a new thing by going on evening walks every night, and I swear it's the greatest thing of my life. He has slept amazing every night we've gone out walking.

The first night he slept 6 hours before walking up to eat, and then fell back asleep for another 6. This baby mama was stoked! First time he's slept that long in a row - EVER. It's a beautiful, beautiful thing. He's gonna be 3 months on Saturday. Ugh. I'm excited, yet saddened by him getting so big. He can keep his head up by himself now. It's quite adorable.

He still does have the bobble head action going on at times, and bashes the spot on my cheek where my, recently removed (last week..), wisdom teeth used to be - which hurts like a bissh. He's also responding to his name too. He gets all smiley, and makes that adorable half giggle, inhale sound when we say it. Still is rockin the loudest farts ever. Yeahh, I'm in love with him. 

And by the way this first picture is his face when watching Shawn and Guster on Psych. He finds just as hilarious as me, and I find the face he is making the cutest thing of my life. Then again, anything he does is pretty freaking cute. 

He's 2 Months Already?

Holy! Where does the time go? My little Renner is already 2 months?! What the crap! I can't believe that. It literally feels like I just went into labor last week, but have had him forever.. Make sense? Probably not. But that's okay. New moms aren't suppose to make sense :) anyways! What a crazy last month we have had in the Paisley Household.

I dropped my mom off at the airport today. Saddest thing of my life I might add. I've never been really sad when I've left home before because I always knew I would see her again really soon. But living in Edmonton, and her in Utah I can't just do the 6 hour driving deal anytime I pleased because I no longer live in Calgary, and she doesn't live in Montana. So needless to say I'm a tad bit depressed without her. But it was a blast having her here. And Renner just loves his Nana. The best parts of having her here were the days that her and I laid in bed watching Breakout Kings and The Unit, having our long talks about everything, going out shopping, having her meet my in laws, and taking her to West Edmonton mall to the Sea Life Caverns. It was all a blast.

The first time Ren and my mom met was April 6th. It was his "Welcome to Earth" party. Mustache Bash for Ren thrown by my amazing friend Abbi. It was so much fun. But yeah so Ren meet his Nana and Auntie Stephanie, along with his 3 of his cousins there. Then long story short Steph, our mom, and her 3 kids came to our, medium sizeish, place for a few days and it was a caarazy fun time. My mom thankfully got to stay longer. It's crazy how much I miss her. I don't know if it's because I'm a mom now, and I have a new found love for her or what but her being 20+ hours away kills my heart.

But back to Renner being 2 months!! (Yes, I am for surely jumping around a lot in this post.) He is so dang cute! I can't get over it. What's the most funny thing to me is how big he is! Seriously the kid has mitts for hands. I was comparing him to a 3 & 4 month old at church, and he is just a long baby. He weighs 11 1/2 pounds. Which is perrect. He's smiling so much now. He's still not into getting his diaper changed, or being naked at all. But it is still pretty much winter in the great white north so I don't blame him. My sister though taught me a sweet trick of putting a blanket on his belly when I change him, and it's really working like a charm. He's not so sad... All of the times, but we're working on it. He's starting to giggle. It's hilarious.

On an annoying note I have to get my wisdom teeth out. I only have 2 on the top, but my left side one is half out and sideways.. So it's hitting my cheekbone and leaving gashes, and bruising, and GAH! It hurts. So those will be gone in a couple weeks. Oh and 2 days before that I get those out I have a root canal! Nice. I'm so not looking forward to it. Especially with a 2 month old. That will be so much fun..

Anyways, Ren is calling.. Screaming? My name. Freak I love that kid. And his extremely loud vocal cords.