Sunday, December 21, 2014

Reuben's baby blessing outfit that I made!

     Today was Reuben's baby blessing day!  I am not sure why but minutes before Weston took Reuben up to the front to bless him my heart was pounding, I was so nervous!!  I think it is kind of funny how I get so nervous about these things when I am not even the one blessing the baby.

Post Church/Blessing family picture.  This is the best we could get of Sage.  Also we are at my friend Audrey's house for our luncheon with family.  Thank you so much Audrey!!

I decided about a month ago that I should make him his little baby blessing outfit so I got on pinterest and found this tutorial (since you know how much I love tutorials, you can see some dresses I've made for Sage using tutorials here) and Weston and I thought it was such a cute little white sailor outfit that it was the one!
Sorry the pictures aren't that great (white on white) but all my walls are white and I didn't know where else to take it.

I improvised and made his have long sleeves and pants since it is winter time.

      I used white material with a paisley design on it since my husband loves paisley so much!  Also I am a bit of a procrastinator and I didn't start making this one until Friday and finished it last night around midnight.  
      This one was the second one I made because the first one ended up being way too big and it actually fits Sage around the neck so I had to start over.  When I realized I was going to have to start over I called my Mom and asked if she would come and help me with the kids while I sewed!  She thankfully said yes, I wouldn't have been able to get it done without her help.
I may just add some sleeves and a skirt to make a dress for her.

And here's my cute boy in his cute little sailor blessing outfit!
He is getting rather chubby these days.

Sibling love!

Cute little Reuben Hinckley.  P.S. he has been holding his head up like this since he was born.  He is crazy strong.  In fact his kicks while I was pregnant would stop me in my steps and make me want to cry.

Also, last night Weston, Reuben, and I got to participate in the Fountain Green, Ut live Nativity as Joseph, Mary, and baby Jesus.  Mary is my biggest role model.  When I think of her I want to be a better person.  I want the Lord to find favor in me like he found favor in her.  I love it how Nephi in the Book of Mormon describes her as the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.  I love it how she was worthy to be chosen as the Mother of the Savior.  I want to be like her.  This was a wonderful opportunity and it gave me time to reflect on how she must of felt and who she was.  Also I thought of Joseph and how special he was and how strong of a man he must have been.  And I watched my little baby boy and thought about how special he is and also how wonderful it must have been for Mary to look at her new baby boy. It also reminded me of this special video as Reuben would hold my fingers. It was such a neat experience that I will cherish forever!

Love, Becky joy

Friday, October 31, 2014


  This month has been a crazy one!  I had a baby, celebrated my daughter's 3rd birthday, family came and went, and of course Halloween!

     Last Monday for Family Home Evening we carved pumpkins.  I love Weston soooo much and seeing him as a Daddy makes me love him even more.  I called him while he was at work to see if there was anything he would like to print out to help him carve pumpkins and he brought home an Ariel printout so he could carve Sage an Ariel pumpkin.  How cute is that?  Plus Weston is super talented with carving, seriously I never knew real people (real people:  people who don't work for a magazine)  actually carved things more than faces on pumpkins.
Just in case you were wondering who carved the beautiful masterpiece ghost, that was me.  Yes I come to learn that I am a natural when it comes to this carving business.  

Weston's Eeyore pumpkin from Halloween 2010.  He drew the picture himself and then carved it.  Seriously amazing.

Tonight for Halloween, Sage and I dressed up as Angels while Weston and Reuben were Devils. I was telling my friend Audrey about all the different things I was planning for us to dress up as and she stopped me and told me that my family needed to do a theme.  I am glad she did because it was so fun to do that.


I had to make this cute little sign because apparently this time of year you can only find red onesies that have red and green sayings on them about some guy named Santa.

Reuben ended up sleeping through the whole trick or treating process.  I think this little devil is trying to convert to Angel but don't tell Weston.

Silly girl!
Love him even with the horns.
Tonight when we got back, Sage and I made Mummy Dogs and ate LOTS of candy.
She kept calling them "Mommy dogs" and then asked, "when are we going to make baby dogs?"
We also celebrated my Sagie girls 3rd birthday!  I can't believe it has been 3 years since she was born.  It seriously seems like yesterday.  Time moves too fast.  I just love her so much and I am so thankful to be her Momma.  She has been there for me during hard times, she is seriously the only thing that got me through and brought me a smile during them.  She is so protective of me and she makes me forget about my problems (even if she is the one who caused them) in seconds.  I love her with my whole heart.  
She is helping me make her pink cake with pink frosting, pink pearls, pink candles, and pink writing.  She had to have pink everything.

I have to say I am quite proud of myself.  This is a huge leap from what her cake looked like last year.  This year I made the cakes way in advance before frosting.

She got super excited just like this about every single present she opened.  It was so fun for me to see her light up like that.

I got her a Doctor kit because at all of my midwife appointments she loved helping my Midwife listen to the baby's heartbeat.  She kept saying, "it sounds just like a drum".  Love her.
   Becky joy

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Birthing my sweet little Reuben

     He's here! He's finally here!  I was just thinking the other day how I had (had!) been pregnant for so long and I was so ready to hold my baby.
      So yes he is here: October 5th right on his estimated due date
                                   9:44 am                                
                                   6 lbs. 11 oz
                                  19 3/4 inches long
     So it all began on October 4th.  We woke up that morning to General Conference and we did our traditional crafting around the table while we listened (I love traditions).  I was a little surprised to not have a baby yet because I had been thinking since the last conference in April that by the next conference I would have a brand new baby to watch it with.  I am not really sure why I thought that now but I did.  Nothing unusual happened during conference though, Sage and I painted our witches boot, Weston laid on the couch looking like he was about to fall asleep, and we just listened to the messages.  Sage would get excited when she saw the Prophet or one of the apostles because we had been teaching her about 1 or 2 of them each night during scripture study.  It was fun for her to see them on the computer talking.  And she kept asking what they were talking about. It was cute to see her involved like that.

     After conference was over I headed to the laundromat to do my laundry in Manti and still nothing unusual until I got home.  I sat on the couch folding laundry when all the sudden I felt a surge around 8pm (surge comes from hypnobirthing).  For the past few weeks every time I got into bed I would feel a few surges but then they would just stop and that was the end of that.  I expected the same thing to happen here, just a few sensations, and then for it to stop all together, but it didn't.    Around 9 I got up and went into the room Weston was in and told him what was happening and I was wondering if it was the real thing because they hadn't stopped.  He said, "well that's happy" and all I wanted to do was have him hold me and let me cry a little.  I am not sure why I was emotional, I just was and I fell into his arms and he held me.  After a couple minutes I told him that I wanted to go on a walk to see if they would continue or go away (a sign it is false labor is when you change activity they stop).  Although we would usually be putting Sage to bed at this time, we put her in the stroller and went on a walk.  The surges continued and after only 2 blocks I had 3 or 4.  I would just pause walking and meet each surge with my breath as I relaxed my body.  Weston was really good to stop with me and keep Sage happy.
    After walking for 20 or so minutes, we decided it would be good to go to Walmart and pick out a funny movie.  In Hypnobirthing we learned that watching a funny movie is good for labor because it brings endorphins.  We went to Walmart and I continued to have a few surges there but they were much more spread out than they were when we were on our walk.  We got home, put the laundry away, vacuumed the floor, and then we put the movie (Despicable Me) in.  I texted my Midwife around 11pm and told her that I had been having surges since 8 and that I wasn't 100% sure or not if I was in labor because they weren't very consistant on how far apart they were.  Sometimes being 5ish minutes apart and sometimes being tenish  minutes apart.  She said that it was strange and it may not be the real thing but to try and get some rest.  At this point I decided she was probably right that I should try and sleep, I wasn't really paying attention to the movie anyway because of all my thoughts being focused on what was going on with my body and whether I was having a baby or not.
     We were letting Sage stay up and watch the movie with us because it was sort of special family time together as she was no longer going to be an only child for very much longer.  Weston started getting her ready for bed: brushing her teeth, putting her in pajamas, and reading her a story (I started reading her a story every night since she was 4 months old, now it is usually Weston who carries on this tradition with her).  As I could hear them reading the story, I started crying and I went in there and Weston immediately read my mind, I am not sure how he did it but he just did.  He got up and let me read the story to Sage.  I cried the whole story but took in every second and loved it.  I felt a surge or 2 during her story.  After that Weston came back in and gave Sage and I both priesthood blessings.  I remember Sage's saying that she would love her little brother and become friends with him.
  I am not sure why I don't remember very many things from what they said but I remember mine talking about labor the whole time and the one line I specifically remember was that my Heavenly Father was taking care of me.  Another thing I remember from another blessing is that it said I would be in tune with my baby and his body as I was birthing him (more on this later).
     We tucked Sage into bed, kissed her goodnight, and then we got into bed.  I could not sleep, I had too much excited energy in me and my thoughts would not rest.  Weston went to sleep and I got in the bathtub and watched "America's Funniest Home Videos".  After some time in the tub I finally felt relaxed and tired enough to sleep so I got into bed and fell asleep around 2 or 2:30 in the morning while listening to my hypnobirthing rainbow relaxation and birthing affirmations on my ipod.
     Around 4 in the morning I was awakened by a strong surge.  I realized that I would not be able to sleep through the surges at this point and I got up and made myself a smoothie.  I continued to meet each surge with long slow breathing while I relaxed every single muscle in my body.   I texted my midwife and told her how the surges were stronger now and she texted back and said she was going to come now.  She lives in Springville, about an hour and 15 minutes away from my apartment.  I drank my smoothie and woke up Weston around 4:30 am and he stayed by my side the rest of the time.  He read me hypnobirthing relaxation scripts while I took a bath.  I thought it was weird though because while I laid in the bath tub the surges slowed down.  My midwife arrived around 6 in the morning and checked my dilation at my request.  She said I was a 6 and a half, I was so glad to hear that.  Her assistant (a girl who is in midwifery school) showed up soon after and they set things up such as shower curtains on the floor, plastic coverings over the pillows, towels, etc... what ever they needed during the labor.
     After they were done setting up, my Midwife came into the bathroom told me that she would like to encourage me to get out of the tub since it caused me to lie on my back and to walk around.  At this point I was ready to get out anyway.  The surges picked right back up as I walked around my apartment.  At this point I figured out that sitting and laying down pretty much slowed down the surges a ton and every time I was walking around they came much faster.  I liked the idea of things moving faster so I tried to walk around and stay upright for most the time after that.
     Every time I had a surge, I would say "Weston I need you" and I would relax into him as he supported me.  Also my midwife and her assistant would see I was having a surge and they would immediately come to me and apply to my hips or back.  This helped ease pain and tension so much!!
     Soon after getting out of the tub my Midwife told me it was time to do the vaginal wash which meant I needed to lie on my back for ten minutes. The vaginal wash would kill strep b if it was present.  As I was lying there a surge came and it was the most uncomfortable one of all.  I immediately turned to my side and the midwife came to apply pressure to my hips.  Being on my back was the worst position ever.
       After awhile of walking around, I sat on my birth ball (an exercise ball I purchased from wal-mart) with my legs sort of strattled, Weston sat on a chair behind me, and the midwife and assistant each sat on the sides of me.  Each time I had a surge I would fall into Weston and the midwives would push on my hips.  This was amazing.  Seriously amazing.  No pain, just pressure most the time.  Every so often there was a surge that was uncomfortable and I would have a hard time relaxing but most of the surges were pretty comfortable in this position on the birth ball, relaxing onto Weston, and the pressure being applied to my hips. Also my Hypnobirthing Relaxation cd was playing on my computer at this point which helped a ton with helping me relax.  The surges were coming on probably every 2-3 minutes.   I also remembered my blessing from before, the one that said I would be in tune with my baby's body during labor, every time I felt a surge while on the ball, I also felt the baby's head.  It was so cool.  It seemed like he was moving down.  I was feeling so excited to meet him and I was just amazed I could actually feel his body and know exactly where he was while I was having surges.
       I would often get up to go to the bathroom and so I stood up to go to the bathroom and had a surge while I was on my way to the bathroom.  I asked my midwife if she would check how dilated I was because I was wondering if I was fully dilated since I could feel the baby's head so well.  She said she didn't want me to worry about dilation but she would check me.  I was dilated to a 9 which was a little disappointing to me because I was hoping to be at the point of pushing (I really just shouldn't have worried about it and just left it alone). I went to the bathroom would just stay there for a few surges.  At this point I was wondering how much longer this was going to take and I looked up at the midwife and asked, "what time is it?"   The assistant said it was 9:24 and then my midwife told me not to worry about things such as time and just focus on relaxing and that I was doing an amazing job.
     Seconds after I asked what time it was, my water broke and I felt a little urge to push.  They helped me move to the living room and I began breathing the baby down as I hung onto Weston.  I started to feel the urge to push and I just went with it.  I quickly changed positions to kneeling on the floor and Weston knelt in front of me and once again allowed me to hang onto him as I pushed.  In between pushes, the midwife told me the baby's head was close and to go ahead and feel his head.  I did and it made me so excited!!  After a couple more pushes his head came out which made me really happy because I knew after the head came out, the body almost instantly followed.  I reached my hand down and caught the baby as his body came out and brought him right to my chest (my midwife told me at my appointments that she encouraged her Moms to catch the baby and that made me super excited and I looked forward to that moment for a long time)!  I asked my Midwife later how long I pushed for and she said 9 minutes.
     So much joy filled me and I was so glad to be holding my new baby boy in my arms.  I instantly started falling in love with him and I don't think I stopped smiling for an hour...or three.  He cried kind of a lot after he came out and he just looked right up into my eyes crying at me.  I finally got him to calm down by singing, "I am a child of God" to him.  He seriously stopped crying the second I started singing.
     I think it is kind of funny because he came 20 minutes after I started to wonder if this was ever going to end and the same thing happened with Sage.  With her I remember looking at Weston and telling him that I wasn't sure if this was ever going to be over and then she was born within a half hour. Good to know.
    The Midwife checked him out and  at first he scored an 8 and then he scored a 10 on his apgar test!!  Woot!  He looked good according to everything else she checked too.  She said his hip may be out of place and so we are going to take him to a chiropractor to make sure he is okay and in place.
      P.S.  My Mother in Law came and picked Sage up around 6 or 7 in the morning.  She kept her for most the day so we could all rest.
So in love and happy.

Weston weighing the baby.  He weighed 6 lbs 11 oz
Sage meeting her little brother for the first time. 

Our cute little Reuben Hinckley 
My midwife Richelle Jolley is on the left with her assistant on the right.  They are showing me the little bag that held my baby, the amniotic fluid, and the placenta.  Sorry kind of gross but I thought it was kind of fun to see.  
    Becky joy

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Joy School

     A few  weeks ago I was contacted by another Mom in my community who told me she was starting a little joy school with a few other Moms and she asked if I wanted to join.  I was so excited about the idea and gladly accepted!!
     Last week was Sage's first day of Joy School and it was kind of funny because I went to wake her up to get ready and with her eyes still closed she said, "I'm not ready to be awake yet Mom, give me a few minutes"  (This has never happened before, usually it is her trying to wake me up, I thought it was funny) .   Then when I told her it was her first day of school she jumped right up with the biggest smile on her face.  She was so excited!

     We all take turns each week hosting it and today was my turn.  We are assigned a theme to which we plan a song, craft, activity, and snack around.  My theme was the color yellow.
    For the song we sang the "Bumblebee" song.  I made each child a little bumblebee to hold while we were singing it and for the story I read a book all about the color yellow.

For the activity I set up a little obstacle course:  They had to find the yellow blocks in the pile then set them up so they balanced, walk along a straight line, roll a ball into a bucket,  find the yellow clothes pins and then pin them on a bucket, crawl through the yellow house and then knock over the bowling pins with a yellow ball.  I think they each had fun doing it and even though I was trying to do one child at a time they all sort of did it together which was fun too.  (They are ages 2 and 3).

For the craft we made play dough and I thought I was going to be able to dye it yellow but the recipe I have apparently doesn't change color because of the peanut butter and honey.  I got the recipe out of my "Kate Gosselin's: Love Is In The Mix" recipe book.

Edible Dough For Play
3/4 cup peanut butter
3/4 cup honey
1 cup powdered milk
1/4 cup flour
1/4 cup powdered sugar
mix all together and then form into a ball

They all figured out pretty quickly that it was for more than just playing with.

I think it went pretty well, but now this pregnant lady who is 1 and a half weeks from due date is ready for a nap.

 Becky joy

P.S. for the snack I served bananas, lemonade, and fish crackers.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Success in everything I do.

  Today I finally decided to watch this video that has been floating around facebook (if it is not pulling up you can find it on youtube under mormon message you never know how much good you do):
      The ending of course touched me deeply and I am so thankful I watched this video.  This is so me!  There are so many things I want to do for myself but at the end of the day my family is taken care of, friends and neighbors have been served, and my relationship with my Heavenly Father was not ignored.
      My patriarchal blessing mentions me having success in everything I do. As time has gone by this line in my blessing has confused me so much and I have often thought to myself, "I haven't had success in anything!"   One day it hit me,  I have always read this line thinking that whatever I do or start I will rise to the top probably because this is how the world views success.  Well I am not the best at anything and I have started many things that never really amounted to much of anything, but I have learned something new from everything I have tried and I am growing as a spirit and an individual in the right direction:  that is my success.

One night Weston and I decided that it would be fun to have a big sleepover with Sage in the living room.  We watched a movie as a family and had treats.  We all stayed up until midnight giggling and cuddling. This is success.  I may never win a reward but my family is where my passion is. #youneverknowhowmuchgoodyoudo

Becky joy

Friday, September 12, 2014

Where I got my nickname Bexi

     Since I for some reason don't feel tired enough to sleep tonight, I decided I would answer the big question I am asked all the time.  Why does your husband call you Bexi?  My freshman year at Snow College I became really good friends with a girl from my highschool: Whitni Erickson (now Whitni Barton).  We were pretty much inseparable when we weren't in class.  One day she looked at me and said, "I keep wanting to call you Bexi,"  and I told her, "do it!"  (Not knowing of course I was allowing a nickname to come into my life that I would be known as each day for the rest of forever).
     As time went by all of my college friends started calling me Bexi and it just became my new name.  I rarely was called anything else.
     Some of the friends I was making in college had a friend come home from his 2 year mission for the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and welcomed him right into our club, Fest club that is (that's what we called it when we got together, lol!)  His name was/is Weston Cook and as they introduced all the people that were new to him they pointed at me and said, "this is Bexi the sexi mexi"  (lovely how it just kept growing right?)  So Weston (now my husband) just knew me as Bexi.  In fact it is too weird to him to call me Becky (and if it ever happens I don't like it.  Just sounds too strange coming from him).
     So that is where my nickname came from and that is why my husband calls me it.

    Becky joy

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Baby Shower!

      Last night my sisters and my Mom came to my apartment to help prepare for my Baby Shower for today.  I love doing things like this, it is just so fun to put together parties and to plan things.  I think everything turned out so cute!
The menu included: 6 layered dip (it would have been 7 but this morning my tomatoes were moldy), chips, fruit Kabobs, cake, and blue punch. 


My sister Katie made the adorable cake, I think it turned out so cute and it was so moist!
My husband made the adorable invitations. I found a similar invitation on pinterest and he redesigned one for me!

For an activity at the shower, I thought it would be really fun to make a quilt.  I really enjoy working on a project with people while socializing but unfortunately this wasn't the biggest hit. Perhaps next time I plan an activity I will have to think of something else. Working on the quilt with me in the picture above is my Niece Ella (one the left) and my Mother-in-law on the right. 
I was super blessed with some really nice gifts!

My Aunt Jane sent a really fun gift to me for the shower.  I opened up a diaper wipe container to find a piece of paper that instructed me to pull out.  As I began to pull out the paper a string of money started to come out.  It was such a fun gift to open!

I wish I would have gotten more pictures of the people that came but I was busy and people would come and go.  Thank you everyone for coming: Holly, Katty, Tiffini (and thank you Tiffini for helping put the quilt on the quilting poles), Brittnay, Julie P. Patti, Annie (and thank you for being the shower photographer), Tara, Zoe, and Ella.
And thank you so so so much to my Mom, my husband and my sisters Katie and Julie for putting this together for me!!
Love, Becky joy