Quentin's Pre-Birth Story

Funny story. At least I think it is. So you know how it took us almost 5 years to have Stella? Yeah, and then it took us another 7 years to have Malcolm. Well, one Sunday while I was sitting in Relief Society holding my 9-month-old baby, I had this overwhelming feeling that Elliot and I needed to do whatever it took to have another baby (i.e. fertility, blah, blah). Elliot was still the bishop of our Ward at that time and so when I approached him right after church (his busiest time) and said, "Elliot, we need to have another baby," his response was, "Well, I'm kind of busy right now." I wonder what would have happened if he wasn't so busy after church. Hum. Is that sacrilegious?

Fast-forward another month on a rather warm July Saturday morning (the day before Elliot was released as bishop of our Ward) as I was doing my weekly chores in the bathroom when I found a leftover pregnancy test from before Malcolm was discovered. I decided to take it even though I was 2-3 days early. The faintest of faint lines appeared in the right places. I was so excited. I was also a little bit in shock. Only a little bit because I remembered that feeling I had in RS, but also a lot shocked because I didn't think I would get pregnant so quickly. And nervous because of our previous experiences with miscarriage so early on. This was the first pregnancy that I kept absolutely no record of when it may have happened. It's weird how very frustrating that was because I've always been so good about that. I had no idea when I might be due. Weird, but it was frustrating.

Elliot was on his man-date with Uncle Barry (lasting a little longer than usual because he was being called as bishop of our Ward the next day . . . hahaha), so I called and left a message for Elliot to see when he was coming home. When he did finally make it home, I tried several approaches to get him to go into the bathroom to check out our news. After he finally caught on, he said, "No way. Does this mean we have to use condoms?" And that's why I think it's funny.

So Dibble Baby #3 was due to join our family in March 2013 (pick a date, any date . . . because there were lots of different due dates, 10th, 13th, 15th . . . I chose the 26th).

(End of August Lindsay was about 28 weeks and I was about 10 weeks)

P.S. Our babies come when they are supposed to. We've learned that we have absolutely no control over when that may happen, but we are sure grateful for our sweet babies and their perfect timing in our lives.

Malcolm Looks Like Me

All I ever hear is that Malcolm looks just like his Daddy. Besides their adorable ears, I disagree. I don't have a ton of pictures of Elliot as a little, little kid (maybe Grandma can help me out with that), but come on everyone, can you honestly say that Malcolm looks more like Elliot than he looks like me?


This is Elliot in 1978 as a 1-year-old.


Malcolm as a 1-year-old.


Malcolm, age 1.

The rest of these are of WHITNEY at age 1.













Look at that face! It is exactly the same face that Malcolm has with his little brother (only mine was a little sister).

Now if you'd like to say that Stella looks like her Daddy, I will agree with you.

My Babies: Who Do They Look Like?

Baby WHITNEY

Baby ELLIOT

Baby STELLA

Baby MALCOLM

Baby QUENTIN

Baby STELLA

Baby MALCOLM

Baby QUENTIN

Baby STELLA

Baby MALCOLM

Baby QUENTIN

Quentin McAllister Dibble

HE'S FINALLY HERE!

Quentin McAllister Dibble

Friday, March 29, 2013

2:00 a.m.

9 pounds 5 ounces

21 inches long

Sooooooo We Bought A New House

. . . and I'm pretty sure we'll move into it before our wee babe is born . . . or right as he's coming out. We'll see. We're so excited!

The Silly Kiddos

This is Malcolm's favorite book and he makes us read it to him a hundred times a day, so we're happy when Stella can take over for a few times. Malcolm even reads it to himself making the BANG, TAP, ZOOM sounds.


The ball is always a source of entertainment (and injury). Stella was halfway done with obeying getting in her jammies.


Malcolm thinks this is the best trick.


I love it when Daddy leaves his shoes out (very rare occasion) because it gives Malcolm a chance to know what wearing mens shoes feels like. He's getting really good with the wedges and high heels though.


Stella always loves to enter personal space.


Stella started her own little salon with Malcolm as her sopping wet first client. He was so patient as she sprayed him every 2 seconds and combed over his creepy long hair.

P.S. Malcolm finally learned how to smile for the camera. I love my kids.

SURPRISE!

Joining our

FAMILY

in March 2013!

Malcolm is 11 Months Old!

Not sure how much Malcolm weighs at 11 months, but it's just so much more than I remember Stella weighing. He's definitely a chubby baby, but I think he's just solid. Brick. Anvil. Heavy.

Malcolm finally started crawling on July 1st! Stella see's everything first. I was in the kitchen refilling a bottle after church on Sunday and Stella started yelling, "He's crawling!" I grabbed the camera and made Stella drag him back so he could crawl for his bottle. It is just about the cutest thing I've ever seen!

Malcolm got another cold. I did too.

Malcolm also finally got his first tooth (bottom right) at the beginning of the month, then 2 weeks later got the bottom left, 2 weeks later got the top left, 2 weeks later (August) top right.

Malcolm is pulling himself up to stand on everything and now that he's figured this and crawling out, he is INTO EVERYTHING! Seriously, it's like he's just been observing for 5 months and deciding which things would be easiest to get into instead of easing me into it. He's especially fond of the bathrooms and we are learning how to remember to shut the doors.

Now that he's more mobile, he is also more exhausted! I love it.

When I say "peek-a-boo," Malcolm will put his hand in the middle of his face. It's cute.

Malcolm has decided that he needs to try his best to be louder than his sister. Pterodactyle-like, even. I don't mind it so much when it's actually laughing. Stella can make him laugh harder than anyone.

Malcolm was amazingly well-behaved during a carwash we did for my friend Laurie. He held the sign for a little bit and then I pretty much forgot about him the rest of the time. He was entertained by the other kids though and he was in the shade, so I'm not that bad of a Mom, right?

Big Boy.

Malcolm loves his bath, so I was sure he'd love the water park too. He wasn't quite sure what to do.

Malcolm just likes to push stuff around. It gets loud on the tile floors, but he's so happy.

You won't see his happy face because he's stone cold around everyone else, but he really is a super happy guy and we just love him to pieces!

Random June Stuff

Stella made a little decoration for us with some pictures we have around (left to right: baby Stella, Stella age 7, Whitney age 3, Whitney/Elliot wedding day 1999, Elliot age 2, Malcolm age 9 months, Malcolm age 3 months). She wouldn't let us take it down for quite some time.

We went swimming over at the Campbell's house.

Franklin and Malcolm played inside with me.

Malcolm learned how to climb up on short things. Then he learned how to fall off of them.

Mal likes a good ride to the laundry room.

Malcolm ended up in this thing for a while. Allison and Stella may have given him some rides for a while.

Stella does the best at voices. Her rooster is out of this world. It could also break your eardrums. Malcolm enjoyed it a great deal.

Elliot was gone for so much of June that he put this picture up on the door that he used for Pin the Patch on the Pirate at Girls Camp this year and left Stella a little note.

Stella is getting a little tired of Malcolm getting into all of her stuff, so she built a barrier to tease him.

Camo babies.

I went back to the gym. And then I promptly stopped going back to the gym.