2 months old

I was ready. I was gonna put up a good fight. Yesterday Mom took me to that doctors office again. And she warned me that I would be getting more of those nasty shots. I wasn't going to take it laying down this time. I was gonna fight back. I was gonna punch that woman right in the nose.

But it didn't happen like that. The doctor came in and examined every part of me. Poked and squeezed. Shined bright lights in my eyes, ears and mouth.
Even had to press around on my cute little belly button.

So BIG! I weighed in at 10 pounds 8 ounces. Doc was full of all kinds of compliments. She sweet talked me and I let my guard down.
And I got my vaccinations. I am now protected from 6 different diseases. One was an oral elixir and the rest came in 2 different shots in my legs. And against all my best efforts, I took them laying down. And then I screamed!

And then I passed out for three hours.

And then Daddy came home and felt real sorry for me. We snuggled all night.

I've been doing so well in the growing department this month.

I don't understand why they put me through this torture.

It is SO tough to be the baby!

Peace for Patchie

May 31,1996- August 11,2009

She came into my life the night before my wedding. Found in my parents back yard along with 4 siblings. Patchie had an eye infection which led my sister and I to take her to the vet to get fixed up. She became our pet. We felt so sorry for the one-eyed cat. This is how she got her name. The eye healed and she saw many bright and beautiful years on this earth. Many changes have happened in my life over these years. She was apart of all of it. Three homes and three kids later, I have so many wonderful memories of times spent with Patchie.

She was a good little, bad little kitty. Good in that she always made me smile, was affectionate and adorable. She wanted to be with people. To sit with them and to be petted. She did not want to be held. And she definately did not want to be kissed. She was bad in that she always managed to find herself in trouble. She ran uncontrolably through the house, swung from the curtains, got stuck in the drop ceiling where we listened to her cry all night long; unable to find her way back down. She was a great escape artist and manage to find her way outdoors to eat grass. Only to come back inside and vomit. She chewed up my plants and never did master the correct way to use the liter box.

After thirteen years, she started to slow down in life. Today we chose to end her pain and suffering. We said good-bye to our dear sweet Patchie. Tonight she sleeps in God's bed. At his feet she looks down on our house and knows that we loved her.

Rest in Peace my Patchie-Girl.

Quick Update

Don't I look tired? I am not sleeping very much at night. If you think I look exhausted, you should see my mom.

More girls! Here I am with my sisters and my cousin Hannah who is visiting from Texas.

One month check up

Here I am nice and happy before my shot.

I weighed 8lbs 10oz.,

gaining just over one pound since my one week check up.

I would write more, but I am too tired to think of what to say.

Favorite Spot

Today I am three weeks old! My mom spent the morning holding me on the bathroom scale. We must have stepped on and off that thing a dozen times. She is now convinced that I have regained my birth weight and am close to weighing 8lbs 6 oz again.

In the three weeks that I have been here, I have spent a lot of time trying out different baby furniture. I have a crib, which I like. I will sleep there at night and be fairly happy. I have a bassinet which is okay too. I have a Boppy, which I don't like as much. I will only lay in it for a few minutes. Mom only puts me in here when I am awake. After a few minutes, I holler for someone to pick me up.

I also have a bouncy seat which I do not really like. I will only tolerate it for a short time. Here I am sitting nicely so I can get my picture taken with my sisters and cousins, Mya and Adam. I definitely do not like to have the vibrating feature turned on when I am in this thing. That just makes me mad. Dad got out my swing a few days ago and I like that much better than the bouncy seat. We have also been going for stroller rides almost every day. I do kind of like to ride in that too.

But what I have discovered over the course of the past three weeks is that this is my favorite spot in the house. Laying on my big sister, Marley.

Marley has the most comfortable belly in the house. I once took a two hour nap right in this spot. She is so good to me. She has already learned what my different cries mean. She knows when I need picked up, when I need my pacifier and when it is time to hand my over to Mom so I can be fed. It is so awesome to have someone in the house who understands me so well.

4th of July

Wishing everyone a happy and safe 4th of July.

The Bradners will be taking it easy this weekend. Mostly hanging out around the house. We plan to have a BBQ on the patio, build a fire in the pit and make some s'mores.

Most importantly, we will be watching in awe at our newest little firecracker.

Thank you, Diane, for making Trey this beautiful blanket and for the gift of the outfit. It is a very special heartfelt gift we will always treasure.

Trey's First Week

I am one week old now. The doctor said I am doing well.

Today I weighed 7 lbs 8oz.

I've gained 4oz since I left the hospital on Saturday.

This made the doctor happy!

This week my sisters have been showing off their new tattoos.

Aunt Kim created the tattoos. I really like this Aunt Kim person.
She is spoiling me rotten. Buying my clothes and toys.
Cooking for my family and bringing my cousins over to play.

This is four generations of my family on my dad's side.
It sure was special to be held in the arms of Oma.
She has lived a very long time and I understand she has been waiting forever for her first great-grandson.

This is my cousin, Abby. This is the first time she held me!
She is as pretty as my sisters. My world is just full of beautiful girls.

I also enjoyed meeting this guy. My BIG cousin Zack. I hear he is an All-Star Baseball player! I bet he can teach me a thing or two about sports. Sports are something my Daddy keeps talking about. I have a feeling they are something really important in this new world I have entered.

I have also had to play dress-up with Ella. For some reason she really enjoys seeing me in different clothes. I have seen all the clothes in my closet and the closet seems to be getting fuller everyday. I'm not sure I can handle it if she needs me to model ALL of them.


Everyone keeps asking my mom about sleep. I sleep a lot. But apparently Mom is in need of more sleep. She says our nights are rough but getting better. Mommy and Daddy are just very grateful for my health and they keep using the words "sweet" and "perfect" and "angelic". Overall, I think I have had a pretty great week.

Welcome to the World!

Trey Alexander Bradner

8 lbs 6 oz. 21 1/4 in

June 24, 2009 12:15pm

This is me in the recovery room waiting to meet my mommy and sisters.

Daddy was right by my side the whole time my mom was in surgery.

It gave us time to bond....and time for Daddy to calm down a little.

Man was he excited to see me!!!!!!!!!!!

Here I am about 2 hours old. Mommy was finally feeling well enough to hold me and my two sisters were smiling so big. They have the prettiest faces. I just love those girls.

Ray and his little buddy, Trey.


The nurses gave me this plastic thing to suck on because I cried for two straight hours. I REALLY like this thing. It is my best friend. I can hold it all by myself.

After three days in the hospital, my family told me we were going to a new place that they called "home." I am not sure where it is, but everyone sure is excited to be taking me there.

My first car ride. My sisters can sit right beside me in the car and we can look at each other. They tell me where we are going and sing me songs. It's a little crowded here in the back seat but I can live with that.

My sisters brought these flowers to my mom in the hospital.

She said she really loved them. The light pink rose represents Marley. The bright pink one is Ella and guess which one is me. Mom says they are all uniquely different but equally beautiful. Isn't that nice? Even though I think mine is the cutest.

Ella wrote the message on the card.

Welcome to the world!

I am not sure what this world is all about, but so far it has been pretty cool.