Posted by Kimmi:
We had Spencers two week appointment yesterday. He is doing wonderfully! He is eating and sleeping like a champ. The proof is in his stats (and his diapers!).
Height: 21 1/2 inches, 90th percential (at birth 20 1/2 in)
Weight: 7 lbs 9 oz, 40th percential (at birth 7.1 lbs)
Spencer has been a great baby. Minimal fussing, mostly when he is hungry or trying to poop. He has set his own feeding schedule from the beginning which on average is every three hours. And he is getting plenty of sleep (I wish I could say the same).
Mark and I just cant get enough of our little man!
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
The Garage
Posted by Kimmi:
I have not had the pleasure of parking my car in a garage since before Mark and I got married. That's 4 1/2 plus years! But last night we had the wonderful experience of pulling into the driveway, pushing that small gray button on the visor, then driving forward into a clean, usable garage! I have a wonderful husband who for the past couple days has been cleaning and organizing the garage so we can use it before the snow hits. Perfect timing!
So amazing we had to take a picture to document the momentous occasion.

Additional comments by Mark:
I am a cruel husband. Like Kimmi said, she's never parked in the garage since we were married. Our first apartment didn't have a garage, our house up in Twin Falls only had a one car garage and I was quick to claim it as my own...especially when I bought my car. We then bought our current house back in April and the garage immediately got filled by ripped out carpet and our kitchen demo. When we got rid of that the garage got filled by our new appliances and all our new kitchen cabinets. Once those got installed I used the garage as a staging ground for all our countertops. But Saturday I installed the counter tops and it became my new goal to get the cars in the garage. I am a firm believer that garages should be used for what they are intended...CARS and the past six months have been hard on me because it was being used for everything BUT cars. Anyway yeah I'm very pleased that Kimmi will no longer have to scrape the ice off her windshield or get into a 600 degree mobile oven.....I am very grateful for her patience.
P.S. I'm excited to have my car in the garage again too.
I have not had the pleasure of parking my car in a garage since before Mark and I got married. That's 4 1/2 plus years! But last night we had the wonderful experience of pulling into the driveway, pushing that small gray button on the visor, then driving forward into a clean, usable garage! I have a wonderful husband who for the past couple days has been cleaning and organizing the garage so we can use it before the snow hits. Perfect timing!
So amazing we had to take a picture to document the momentous occasion.

Additional comments by Mark:
I am a cruel husband. Like Kimmi said, she's never parked in the garage since we were married. Our first apartment didn't have a garage, our house up in Twin Falls only had a one car garage and I was quick to claim it as my own...especially when I bought my car. We then bought our current house back in April and the garage immediately got filled by ripped out carpet and our kitchen demo. When we got rid of that the garage got filled by our new appliances and all our new kitchen cabinets. Once those got installed I used the garage as a staging ground for all our countertops. But Saturday I installed the counter tops and it became my new goal to get the cars in the garage. I am a firm believer that garages should be used for what they are intended...CARS and the past six months have been hard on me because it was being used for everything BUT cars. Anyway yeah I'm very pleased that Kimmi will no longer have to scrape the ice off her windshield or get into a 600 degree mobile oven.....I am very grateful for her patience.
P.S. I'm excited to have my car in the garage again too.
I know I am no where near pregnant anymore.....
..... But I had to post my second session of maternity pictures. I can't not show off this talent! Once again, these pictures were taken by our friends Dan and Carrie. They do such good work! I believe I was 36 weeks pregnant at this point. Here are some of my favorites!
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We just had Spencer's newborn pictures taken as well, so look forward to seeing pictures with this adorable face soon!
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We just had Spencer's newborn pictures taken as well, so look forward to seeing pictures with this adorable face soon!
My Delivery
Posted by: Kimmi
I thought I should document my delivery story somewhere for my sake, so here it is. Feel free to skip reading this post if you would like.
I started off the morning of the 11th thinking my water may have broken, but I wasn’t totally convinced (no big gush of water for me). So I finished my morning routine and headed off to work. I spent the work day concerned about my water, but I wasn’t having regular contractions and I still felt fine. I decided to wait for my non stress test appointment I had that afternoon and see what they had to say. But by 3:00 I was pretty sure that my water had indeed broken. The diagnostics center sent me straight to Labor and Delivery.
They quickly got me checked in, but I wasn’t seen until 4:30 because of how busy they were. Too many women tried to self induce to have their baby on 10-10-10 I guess. When I was finally seen, the midwife did a quick test to see if the liquid was amniotic fluid or not. It was! She also checked how dilated I was and I was actually at a two. During the check, she broke my already ruptured bag, and then I got that huge gush of water. Such a strange feeling! Luckily, I had called Mark minutes before the exam telling him that I was sure it was my water and to head up to the U. He was smart enough to be heading up anyway. He arrived a couple minutes later, and then we were then admitted and taken to our room.
The delivery room was really nice. Very homey and warm feeling. We both really liked the idea that we would stay in this room the duration of the delivery, and even better was the fact that Spencer would stay in the room as well. All his tests, stats and clean up would happen there within our sight.
Once settled, I received an IV and got pitocin going on a small drip. That was soon followed by an epidural (which is my new best friend). We tried to sleep though all the nurses, machines, monitors and noises, but not very successfully. At about 11:30 I was checked for the first time since admission. I was dilated to a 4 ½ and effacing steadily. The resident was happy with my progression, upped my pitocin, and asked that we try to get some rest.
I was checked again at 2:00 am and to everyone’s surprise I was fully dilated and fully effaced. The resident announced it was time to push! Talk about unexpected!! He went to update Dr. Sharp (who is my OB and thankfully was the doctor on call that night), then came back and got me started. After 2 ½ hours of pushing, Spencer joined our little world!
Spencer Neeley Dibb was born on October 12, 2010 at 4:52 am. He was measured at 20 ½ inches and weighed in at 7 lbs and 1 oz. He has those strong Dibb genes. He has big feet and big hands. He is long and lanky just like his dad. He even has Mark’s swirl cowlick on the crown of his head. Love it!
Thanks to all the friends and family who have visited us at the hospital and at home. Thanks to those who have brought meals and treats and of course, support and advice for the new parents!
We have loved having Spencer in our home. He is a wonderful baby and absolutely adorable to look at! Mark and I have decided that we will keep him!
I thought I should document my delivery story somewhere for my sake, so here it is. Feel free to skip reading this post if you would like.
I started off the morning of the 11th thinking my water may have broken, but I wasn’t totally convinced (no big gush of water for me). So I finished my morning routine and headed off to work. I spent the work day concerned about my water, but I wasn’t having regular contractions and I still felt fine. I decided to wait for my non stress test appointment I had that afternoon and see what they had to say. But by 3:00 I was pretty sure that my water had indeed broken. The diagnostics center sent me straight to Labor and Delivery.
They quickly got me checked in, but I wasn’t seen until 4:30 because of how busy they were. Too many women tried to self induce to have their baby on 10-10-10 I guess. When I was finally seen, the midwife did a quick test to see if the liquid was amniotic fluid or not. It was! She also checked how dilated I was and I was actually at a two. During the check, she broke my already ruptured bag, and then I got that huge gush of water. Such a strange feeling! Luckily, I had called Mark minutes before the exam telling him that I was sure it was my water and to head up to the U. He was smart enough to be heading up anyway. He arrived a couple minutes later, and then we were then admitted and taken to our room.
The delivery room was really nice. Very homey and warm feeling. We both really liked the idea that we would stay in this room the duration of the delivery, and even better was the fact that Spencer would stay in the room as well. All his tests, stats and clean up would happen there within our sight.
Once settled, I received an IV and got pitocin going on a small drip. That was soon followed by an epidural (which is my new best friend). We tried to sleep though all the nurses, machines, monitors and noises, but not very successfully. At about 11:30 I was checked for the first time since admission. I was dilated to a 4 ½ and effacing steadily. The resident was happy with my progression, upped my pitocin, and asked that we try to get some rest.
I was checked again at 2:00 am and to everyone’s surprise I was fully dilated and fully effaced. The resident announced it was time to push! Talk about unexpected!! He went to update Dr. Sharp (who is my OB and thankfully was the doctor on call that night), then came back and got me started. After 2 ½ hours of pushing, Spencer joined our little world!
Spencer Neeley Dibb was born on October 12, 2010 at 4:52 am. He was measured at 20 ½ inches and weighed in at 7 lbs and 1 oz. He has those strong Dibb genes. He has big feet and big hands. He is long and lanky just like his dad. He even has Mark’s swirl cowlick on the crown of his head. Love it!
Thanks to all the friends and family who have visited us at the hospital and at home. Thanks to those who have brought meals and treats and of course, support and advice for the new parents!
We have loved having Spencer in our home. He is a wonderful baby and absolutely adorable to look at! Mark and I have decided that we will keep him!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Spencer Neeley Dibb
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
The chair
Posted by Mark:
So I don’t exactly know what it is about Kimmi and me but we seem to be drawn to the things that are old. Twice we have bought a house that most people would consider “too much work” but something inside of us can look past the shoddy old shells and somehow see exiting possibilities no matter how much work will be involved. Personally, I think it’s just because we’re cheap. We both love vintage stuff that is remodeled/refurbished, but just don’t like the high price tag to go along with it. Therefore we decide to do it ourselves...
Case and point? Our search for the perfect rocking chair.
When one prepares for an upcoming birth of a child you must own a few essentials. Call it nesting, but it becomes almost essential to have the perfect crib, car seat, cute little nursery, AND a good comfortable rocking chair. Kimmi and I knocked off the first few items on the list quite quickly but that rocking chair proved to be elusive. We saw and sat in a lot of chairs but either they were too low in stature or they possessed the biggest negative in my book of having too low of a back. Thus if I imagined myself dozing during the wee hours of the night whilst rocking my son to sleep, my head would inevitably flop over the back or off the side and in turn ruining any chance of ever being comfortable.
The few chairs we did find that met our criteria were either way too expensive or they weren’t rocking chairs at all. Either way we were left without a rocking chair and this was a problem. The child’s arrival grew closer and closer. Finally though after searching KSL classifieds on a daily basis I found this little Gem:

Obviously at first glance it is a tad repulsive. And upon closer examination it appeared to have a few hundred thousand miles of wear and tear. (My favorite being the indistinguishable sign of bite marks ingrained deep into the wood) However even with all its faults we took this little beauty home for three very important reasons. 1) It was super comfortable and had the really high back I was looking for. 2) It seemed like an easy enough job to fix all its imperfections. 3) It was only 40 bucks!
So upon getting it home I got right to work ripping out the old fabric and sanding out the years of imperfections.

Finally after re-staining, refinishing, and the hardest task of all (agreeing on new fabric) we took the chair to a family friend for the final process of reupholstering. So without further ado I give you our rocking chair.

In the end we are extremely pleased with the result and we look forward to many years of enjoyment and use in our new chair.
So I don’t exactly know what it is about Kimmi and me but we seem to be drawn to the things that are old. Twice we have bought a house that most people would consider “too much work” but something inside of us can look past the shoddy old shells and somehow see exiting possibilities no matter how much work will be involved. Personally, I think it’s just because we’re cheap. We both love vintage stuff that is remodeled/refurbished, but just don’t like the high price tag to go along with it. Therefore we decide to do it ourselves...
Case and point? Our search for the perfect rocking chair.
When one prepares for an upcoming birth of a child you must own a few essentials. Call it nesting, but it becomes almost essential to have the perfect crib, car seat, cute little nursery, AND a good comfortable rocking chair. Kimmi and I knocked off the first few items on the list quite quickly but that rocking chair proved to be elusive. We saw and sat in a lot of chairs but either they were too low in stature or they possessed the biggest negative in my book of having too low of a back. Thus if I imagined myself dozing during the wee hours of the night whilst rocking my son to sleep, my head would inevitably flop over the back or off the side and in turn ruining any chance of ever being comfortable.
The few chairs we did find that met our criteria were either way too expensive or they weren’t rocking chairs at all. Either way we were left without a rocking chair and this was a problem. The child’s arrival grew closer and closer. Finally though after searching KSL classifieds on a daily basis I found this little Gem:
Obviously at first glance it is a tad repulsive. And upon closer examination it appeared to have a few hundred thousand miles of wear and tear. (My favorite being the indistinguishable sign of bite marks ingrained deep into the wood) However even with all its faults we took this little beauty home for three very important reasons. 1) It was super comfortable and had the really high back I was looking for. 2) It seemed like an easy enough job to fix all its imperfections. 3) It was only 40 bucks!
So upon getting it home I got right to work ripping out the old fabric and sanding out the years of imperfections.
Finally after re-staining, refinishing, and the hardest task of all (agreeing on new fabric) we took the chair to a family friend for the final process of reupholstering. So without further ado I give you our rocking chair.
In the end we are extremely pleased with the result and we look forward to many years of enjoyment and use in our new chair.
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