"Maximus Byronius Udallius, the Supreme Commander of Lawton!"

This is what Dad calls Max. He can't seem to get enough of the little guy. I consistently try to guard Max from Brig because he roughs him up and makes him mad... Brig keeps telling me that he can't be a little wuss. Brig thinks that he will giggle if he tickles him and kisses him or that Max will fight back, it just hasn't happened yet - but I can't wait until it all comes back to Daddy. Max is growing fast...

I thought I would just write a few things that we never posted....

First of all, we have to tell this story. As you all know, we wanted to be surprised by the sex of our first child. It was kept from us for 36 weeks... but our doctor accidentally slipped at that appointment. He came in an hour and a half late because of an emergency call and was quite scatter-brained. Usually, he looked over the paperwork beforehand and pays attention to the "DON'T TELL SEX!" at the top of the paper. He didn't do that this time, so during the ultrasound he said to me, "That is a funny looking girl." I didn't have time to react - because I was totally confused, thinking maybe he was trying to trick us or that he was going to tell us. He saw my confusion and quickly tried to ease my mind by pointing to two little round circles on the screen saying, "There's the scrotum!" I quickly replied, "We didn't want to know!" and then I laughed really hard while Brig glared at me. (He was not wanting the doctor to feel bad, the doctor should have just been glad I was laughing and not crying.)

In the end it was ok with us that it happened, since it was obviously exciting and then we were able to plan for a boy. It was hard to continue to act like we didn't know, however (well, at least Brig did - I told every stranger I could).

Some of you have asked about his name. Brig had wanted to name one of his boys Max since he was a kid so he could call the kid "Mad Max." He told me about it when we were dating, and I thought it was ok, but I wasn't as enthusiastic about it as he was. Long story short, we narrowed down our list to three names by the time we went to the hospital. Brig wanted to have a name picked out by the time we left the hospital, but I wanted to have it before we called anyone. I knew what we'd use after we saw him, and...he was definitely a Max! Of course, Brig was pleased...he got his way in the end. Oh yeah, Byron is my maternal grandfather's name.

Look at Me...

The night before Lil Gma left - this time Max really is asleep.Maxwell has been spoiled. Grandma and Grandpa Udall

sent him this cute little Tigger outfit.
He can almost do a buffalo kiss.
Thanks Kim for this outfit. Max obviously thinks he is a stud...
...he just gets angry when the hood falls over his eyes.

And the WINNER is.....

We haven't forgot about the prize. After looking at the poll, we have a WINNER. It is my Aunt Cheryl. She guessed that it would be a boy on Feb. 16th. Only the time and weight were a little off. She is the one of the floor cracking up after finding out that she will get $25!!! You would think she just won the lottery.

One week today

lilgma passed the test. Look who is sleeping!!!
What a handsome family. Lilgma says!!
The legend of the knockout drops continues....
Brig tries to trick Max with the nose. Shay wishes milk came out of it.Just like my shirt says-Mommy adores me!

Lil' Grandma Comes to Visit!

Does Lil' Grandma still have her touch? As you can tell, the jury is still out.Put me in coach! Thanks Aunt Odie for the baseball outfit!

I am a stud.
Papa takes a nap with the Little Man Max. Looks like he might have his mama's complexion.
I take after my Grandpa Barry and my Grandpa Craig... I only have hair on the sides.
Taking a nap with mom.

Meet Maxwell Byron Udall

Hi everyone! My name is Maxwell Byron Udall, but you can call me Max. My dad calls me Popeye because after I was born I had only one eye open and my lower lip quivered for quite a while. Plus, I'm really strong... and I love spinach. I weigh 8 lbs 1 oz. and I am 20.5 inches long. I have some fine, dark hair on my head and I have long feet. As you can see, I have a nice complexion...and the cutest dimples in the world! I'm really happy to be here, and I can't wait to meet you all! You can see how cute I am in this video below. I was only 1 hour old! Sorry that my dad is a doofus and took the video sideways and now he can't figure out how to rotate it.

Check out my Slide Show!

On Standby for Baby's Arrival

This is our little world, that will change forever any day now!

Our Nursery/Guest Bedroom/Office/Storage
Our Living Room
39 weeks today...

No Baby YET!

I am driving my family nuts, if I call and I don't have news of a baby, they don't want to talk to me! I am still pregnant and happy. I don't think this baby is going to come this week, and I am already past a few of the dates that were guesses (Odessa!). I have started to dilate, but that could still mean days. My doctor's office told me they hoped they didn't see me this week, but I told them I'd be in! Brig and I toured our hospital this past weekend... it is small. They have 3 labor and delivery rooms and all were empty! It is a private hospital that is just about 1.8 miles from our apartment. We are getting the best care all paid by our wonderful insurance. Can't beat that! Brig is getting excited and ready to take some paternity leave. He is a busy boy at work. He oficially found out that he will deploy with his unit in April to Camp Bucca for 15 months. The good news - he doesn't have to go with them this Sat. for the 3 week training, this mission is about as safe as they come, he will have internet access in his trailor, and he will miss the baby's sleeping, eating, and pooping days (if you know Brig, you know that he loves children ages 2-4 when they are active and have life - it kills him to think he would miss that part of his child's life.) So, we can only say we are blessed. Originally, he was suppose to go right after we met - then he got an order to leave this past Dec. that fell through - the Lord has guided and protected us throughout, we must continue to trust Him.

Thanks Em for Visiting!

My friend, Emily Ulrich came out this past weekend for a visit. We took her to the Wildlife Refuge here in Lawton, there is beauty all around (sometimes you just have to look really hard for it). She came from Utah - where it hasn't stopped snowing. It was in the 70's and 80's here in Oklahoma, so she wore sandals most of the time. We ate good German food, scrapbooked, fed the prairie dogs, looked out over the beautiful mountains (yes, the hills here are called the "Wichita Mountain Range"), watched Pres. Hinckley's funeral, caught the last and best part of the Super Bowl, attended a CAVS game(our semi-pro basketball team), and visited the National OKC bombing site.
I am nearing 38 weeks... only 2 more to go. The pack-n-play is up and the car seat is in place. I am still feeling great... Brig has been working 12 hour days, and can't wait to take paternity leave.
Bombs AWAY! I caught this dirty buffalo in the act.
A good Oklahoma sunset. I actually think Brig and I were in the picture but the picture only captured the real beauty.