Ideally I would have liked to wait until Derrick was 3 months old before we had him blessed. I feel hosting a party/open house for all my relatives is stressful enough without adding sleep deprivation and hormone changes into the mix. However, we will be on vacation when Derrick is 3 months old. And I just couldn't justify waiting to do a "hard" thing like bless a baby until after taking 3 babies on an inter-state road trip. So we decided to have him blessed on Sunday June 3rd.
It actually was a good decision to bless him that weekend. Brandon and I took advantage of Memorial day weekend and cleaned the apartment from top to bottom. Then all I had to do was maintain the cleanliness. Which with toddlers is easier said than done. Still I think I did an okay job. Here are the girls chilling out in their TV watching chairs (both of which technically belong to Derrick)
On Friday I packed the kids up and took them out to my parents after dropping Brandon off at work. My Mom had a kiddie pool waiting for the girls.
Derrick enjoyed being outside.
Then I picked up Brandon and we took the girls out to eat at In'N'Out burger. We hardly ever take the girls out to eat and I was a little worried how they would act. But they are now old enough that they can sit in the regular chairs and eat.
They were so cute acting like big girls and eating fries.
Then on Saturday we went to enjoy free fishing day at the Bountiful Pond. The girls and I fed the ducks.
We were at the pond for a Branch activity that Brandon planned. Throughout the morning there were about 12 participants in the activity which was great. However, for the amount of work that Brandon put into the activity (scouting the location, buying food, helping with fliers, going door to do to invite people, getting up early to get a good spot, etc) that number was kind of a let down.
We decided on a new family rule: "No more killing ourselves for church activities." We also decided to not get reimbursed for all the food Brandon bought and just use it at the luncheon for Derrick the next day.
We spent Saturday night straightening up the apartment and rearranging furniture. Then Sunday morning we set up everything for the luncheon. Brandon's parents came early to help prep the food and help with the girls. I'm so glad we live on the bottom floor because we were able to use the lawn right outside our apartment.
Well actually there is a bunch of dirt right outside our apartment. On Saturday I added 4 paving stones to the 4 that were already there to create a better walkway out to the grass.
We also got our wedding backdrop fountain up and running for the event.
Charlotte and Lydia couldn't resist it. (Charlotte went to church soaking wet)
Oh and on top of everything else that was going on, I somehow found time to sew Derrick's blessing outfit. I made the jacket out of one of my dad's old dress shirts. The romper was from a pair of my office pants that had a busted zipper. I already had the patterns and a zipper. This whole outfit didn't cost a penny!
I finished putting in the zipper (it was easier than stupid snaps) on Saturday. The whole outfit turned out really cute.
At 11:00 people started arriving for the luncheon. We'd opted to do the luncheon before church for two reasons. 1. Our sacrament meeting doesn't start until 1:00 and 2. Brandon is the Elder's Quorum president so we couldn't just skip out after sacrament meeting was over.
It was really nice to have a relaxing luncheon. Everyone admired Derrick.
And lots of people enjoyed lunch on the lawn.
One person almost missed out on the whole luncheon though. A half an hour before people showed up we put the girls down for a nap in the hopes that they would at least get some rest before the party started. Charlotte was really grumpy so I thought she would fall asleep for sure. Instead it was Lydia that conked out.
She slept for about an hour with 30 plus people walking through the apartment. Eventually I woke her up and she groggily joined in the fun.
At 12:30 we cleaned up and walked across the street to the church. Brandon gave Derrick a beautiful blessing. Once again I thought about how just two years ago I was wishing it was my turn to have a baby blessed. And now it was my third child being blessed. It was nice to focus on the blessing and not worry about the party anymore.
Derrick's full name is Derrick Thomas Illguth. Here is how we came up with his name.
We wanted to continue our tradition of the first initial being a roman numeral. So we were focusing on names that started with I (1), V (5), L (50), C (100), D (500) or M (1000).
One day, before we found out the gender, Brandon quoted a line from the movie the Swan Princess which reminded me of the name Odette which is the Princess's name. I asked Brandon if the baby was a girl would he like to name her Odette. He said no way, but he did like the name Derrick which was the princes's name. I liked the name too. Neither of us knew anyone named Derrick (so the name hadn't been ruined), and it started with a D so we decided that was the name.
The middle name took a little bit longer to decide on even though it shouldn't have. When Brandon was born his parents named him after the prophet of the church at the time, Spencer W Kimball. So Brandon's middle name is Spencer. We eventually decided to continue the tradition by naming Derrick after the current prophet, Thomas S Monson. It took a little bit to decide to do that because I'd dated a guy whose last name was Thomas and I didn't know how I felt about my son having that name. But in the end Derrick Thomas sounded so good that I decided to go with it anyway.
After sacrament meeting (which by the way was so easy because we had so many helpers) most people left. My parents and Brandon's dad stayed for the rest of the meetings and then came home and helped us clean up and put the furniture back.
After they left we collapsed on the couch and watched the fourth Shrek movie. Then we put the girls to bed and we went to bed ourselves at the unheard of time of 9:30. As we fell asleep I kept saying, "today was such a good day!" And it was - even if it all happened a month earlier than I would have liked it to.