Greg's First Father's Day





Fair warning. I'm feeling many emotions because it's Monday morning and I've spent the weekend with food poisoning. My extremely patient husband has taken care of me and the baby and now that I'm on the up and up, I'm just feeling really grateful.

Greg isn't one that likes to be in the spotlight. But I'm a classic "oversharer" so he just deals with it. I've tried to reduce my oversharing since he joined the picture and likes to keep a bit of mystery about our lives- but he's married to me so there's still quite a bit of information that gets shared! 

When Greg and I were engaged, we got into an argument about a week before the wedding. It was probably our most heated debate up until that point. We were driving back to his apartment where I was going to drop him off after some wedding errands. Somehow children came up and the fact that he had never changed a diaper. I told him that we'd have to change that before the wedding. My sister's family was traveling to Utah for the wedding, so I told him I'd like him to change my nephew's diaper before we got married. He was confused. I told him I head read and heard horror stories about dads who refused to be part of those more unpleasant parts of parenting. Of course by this point we had talked about kids and a future family together but Greg hadn't spent much time around babies. He's the youngest in his family and he doesn't have any nieces or nephews. Looking back, I think I had a moment of panic before the wedding because I was worried that his lack of exposure to children meant that I hadn't been able to seen him around kids and I worried whether or not he would be an involved dad. In the moment, it seemed like my mind would be at ease if I could just see him change a diaper. 

His response: No, that's ridiculous. I'm not going to make a special trip to Alpine to change his diaper just to prove to you I could do it. 

I took this as him saying he will refuse to change diapers now and in the future. He said if there was a hypothetical situation where we were babysitting Melissa's kids and someone needed a diaper change, he'd be fine to make it happen. But he was upset that I wasn't trusting him and his personality enough to know that he would rise to the occasion when the need actually presented itself. But he didn't want me to TEST him on my nephew. Point taken. It was dramatic that evening, but I wised up and let it go. That conversation was my only "cold feet before the wedding" experience, so I'm glad for that. 

Fast forward to Greg's very first father's day. Well technically that's not true. We knew I was pregnant this time last year so I wished him Happy Father's Day from me and our unborn child. But this year, I can look back at the past 5 months of Lars's life and then the 9 months of pregnancy beforehand and give a much more meaningful, Happy Father's Day. 

Boy am I glad I let the diaper thing go. He has turned out to be the most wonderful dad. We've had some sharp learning curves, both of us. I thought I was an expert on childcare but we both had SO much to learn together. We went to lots of classes, read books, and articles. During the first few weeks of Lars's life, Greg would offer up some info about how to do something. I would say, "Wait how do you know that?" 
"Oh I read it in some articles a few months ago," he'd reply. And my heart would go pitter patter. 

I've already written about how I wouldn't have survived childbirth and recovery without him, but he is also so good at taking care of Lars. The first week of his life, all I did was feed him sometimes but Greg pulled more than his weight on everything else. I'm always nervous to give Lars a bath, Greg confidently does it on his own, complete with lotion, his nightly medicine, and cleaning up the tub. He changes diapers like a champ, knows all the best ways to close them ("Bec, I think you need to pull the sides up better... they are engineered this way to avoid blowouts."), and has mastered the art of diaper creams. He puts Lars to bed every night and can make him giggle like no one else. When I'm with Lars, he always wants to be moving or eating. But he will sit on Greg's lap for 30 minutes at a time, just still and relaxed. Dad has the best swaddle and the most epic spit-up stories. He loves to challenge Lars to hold things or sit up more or reach developmental milestones. He's the one that holds him during his shots because he is the strong one. Although, he's also the one that can handle hearing him cry in his crib when we're trying to sleep train. (Greg: Please can I go help him?, Bec: No, Greg he needs to learn. Greg: But I just really don't like hearing him cry. Bec: I know it's hard, but he has to learn.) Lars sits in the garage while Greg works on motorcycle stuff and I never have to worry when it's just the two of them because Greg knows how to take better care of Lars than anyone else. 

Greg is the glue to our family and the bright spot of both mine and Lar's day. We count down the hours until he comes home and we miss his optimistic and lively presence in our home when he's out of town. When he comes home from work, he can calm both Lars and I down immediately. We both depend so much on his calming presence. He's turned out to be such a good dad and I'm so glad I picked him as my husband and life partner in this journey of parenthood. Happy Father's Day Greg! 


Texas Snyder Girls Trip


A few weeks back my sisters, mom, and I met up in Texas for a fun girls trip. My sister's family lives in Dallas and another sister lives in New York but needed to get to Waco to start her summer internship. The week she was headed from Utah to Texas was the same week that Greg would be out of town in Toronto for work. I was nervous to have Lars all by myself for a full week, so I found a great price online and booked a flight to Dallas for the week. My little sister is home for the summer, so she came on the flight with me. Lars's first flight went splendidly well and we had a great time in Texas. Lizzy and I got there a day earlier than the others so we baked cookies, took naps, and got lots of cousin play time. The kids were so darling with Lars. While the older kids were at school, Benson was so so sweet with Lars. He always wanted to know where he was and he would find lots of toys and blankets to share with him. He's going to be a great dad someday! Melissa gave Lars his first bath in a sink, which was pretty fun. He loved it!


The next day, we headed to Waco with Emily and my mom. I got to stop at the office of the company I worked for in Dallas. It was so fun to see my old co-workers and introduce them to little Lars. We got to Waco and helped Emily get settled in her new apartment, run some errands, and go to my favorite Torchy's Tacos. After dinner, we drove around and stopped at an ice cream truck called Pokey-o's. They have delicious ice cream cookie sandwiches made with Blue Bell ice cream. My roommates and I loved to go to Pokey-o's in Dallas so it was fun to take my sisters there. Then we took some photos in front of fun murals. We stayed at a great AirBNB that was pretty much on Baylor campus. The gals stayed up chatting but I was pretty worn out from traveling with Lars so I had a little breakdown and went to bed early. :)






The next day was Magnolia day! Emily will be doing an internship with the Magnolia team (as seen on the HGTV show "Fixer Upper") so this was the whole point of our visit. We went to the Silos and explored. They have a big store with lots of fun decorations and T-shirts and such. We bought a few things and then explored the gardens outside. They have a cute little greenhouse shop and lots of fairy garden supplies which was pretty adorable. We ate at the food trucks and Emily stood in line to get us a sampling of bakery items. Everything was so cute and we had a fun time checking it out.

In the afternoon we drove back to Dallas and stopped at one of their great malls. On the way, I got to remember the joys of Dallas traffic. I forgot just how terrible it is to drive there during rush hour. We found some great things for mom, which was fitting because it was Mother's Day weekend.

When we got back to Melissa's house we had a fun time playing with the kids. I cooked fish tacos and went to Calvin's soccer game. He played goalie and I was so impressed! That boy has a great future in soccer. Then we went to Trader Joe's so that Emily and I could show everyone our favorite things to buy there. We also got to go to Matilda's dance recital. I was pretty bummed that I missed her performance but little Lars needed to eat right at the same time! Luckily I got to watch the video replay. I can't believe how old she is getting and how graceful she is. We chose out tulips to give her after the recital and they perfectly matched her outfit. :)

We also got to celebrate Lizzy's birthday in Texas. We went to Rudy's and had some great BBQ. Melissa made her the best caramel brownies. Beatrix and Lars had fun sitting next to each other in their car seats everywhere we went. Bea kept reaching to hold Lars's hand. They are exactly a year apart in age.

We had a wonderful time! Lizzy, Lars, and I left early Sunday morning so I could be home to celebrate Mother's Day with Greg. He had Cadbury chocolate and maple syrup waiting for me at home from his Canadian travels. He wrote me a great card. He had also gone to the store to get a bunch of ingredients to make baked ziti that I had been wanting for quite awhile. He was planning to make it for me, but I decided I would prefer to make it myself and HE could watch the baby. Ha! 

It was a great week to be with so many wonderful women in my life, celebrate my mom, and get to be celebrated myself!