All snuggled up and tuckered out!!
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
bath time fun!
Ohhhh how I love bath time with new babies!! Love me some wet, adorable babies!! My sweet hubby actually did this bath, so I could snap the shots. Thanks, honey! My new kitchen sink rocks and made bathing baby Way sooo much easier than all of our other newborns! There isn't much else to say except how I personally think our new little is the most adorable thing and I want to eat.him.up!!
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
JK and first grade!
Crazy unbelievable, but 4 weeks ago, little Way was born! And though I've been in a little fog of nursing/bottle feeding/pumping and diaper changing, we've also sent our 2 oldest boys off to school!
Charlie has started at his new school, same as Luke's school, and is in JK this year! It's the big time for him, quite an adjustment from his Parents Day Out last year. 5 days a week---though 2 of them are for only 3 hours. I've been sappy about it, but now that he's in full swing, I know he's in good hands and will learn lots and lots this year! He's probably the youngest and smallest in his class, but he has a big heart and we are praying and trusting that the Lord is taking care of him! It's hard for this Momma not to worry about him--he has a zeal for life and a sweet heart, and I don't want it to get crushed. I just want to be able to protect him, and all of our boys hearts from discouragement, but I know it's a way to grow. I also know that Isaiah 40:11 tells us that. . ."He tends his flock like a shepherd; He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart." What more of a comforting feeling is there?? Thank you, Lord!
And then there's Lukey, our little first grader! I'm just not all that nervous with him and school work. Sometimes I get nervous about other things, but he's got the school work part down! He sailed through Kindergarten and is not looking back! He's so ecstatic that he will be studying the rainforest in first grade, among lots of other exciting things! I am thankful that I've been pretty at ease about the start of the year with Luke. It helps that he seems to have a good class of kiddos and some great friends learning along with him! Luke told me before school started that he didn't want to go back to school, he loved summer and he wanted to stay home with me. He wanted me to home school him. Oooohhh, pulling on my heart strings, he did!! Not like I don't think about home schooling every other day. But, at least for this year, this is our plan, so I reminded him of all he liked about school, encouraged him and prayed with him, and the Lord helped ease his way. Luke's been beaming after school since day 1! Hooray!
Charlie has started at his new school, same as Luke's school, and is in JK this year! It's the big time for him, quite an adjustment from his Parents Day Out last year. 5 days a week---though 2 of them are for only 3 hours. I've been sappy about it, but now that he's in full swing, I know he's in good hands and will learn lots and lots this year! He's probably the youngest and smallest in his class, but he has a big heart and we are praying and trusting that the Lord is taking care of him! It's hard for this Momma not to worry about him--he has a zeal for life and a sweet heart, and I don't want it to get crushed. I just want to be able to protect him, and all of our boys hearts from discouragement, but I know it's a way to grow. I also know that Isaiah 40:11 tells us that. . ."He tends his flock like a shepherd; He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart." What more of a comforting feeling is there?? Thank you, Lord!
Charlie on his first day of school in JK and with his teacher, Mrs. Anderson! The best part of my day, is everyday when I pick Charlie up, I see him in the carpool line with his little blond head bobbing up and down and hearing him scream with a smile on his face, "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"
And then there's Lukey, our little first grader! I'm just not all that nervous with him and school work. Sometimes I get nervous about other things, but he's got the school work part down! He sailed through Kindergarten and is not looking back! He's so ecstatic that he will be studying the rainforest in first grade, among lots of other exciting things! I am thankful that I've been pretty at ease about the start of the year with Luke. It helps that he seems to have a good class of kiddos and some great friends learning along with him! Luke told me before school started that he didn't want to go back to school, he loved summer and he wanted to stay home with me. He wanted me to home school him. Oooohhh, pulling on my heart strings, he did!! Not like I don't think about home schooling every other day. But, at least for this year, this is our plan, so I reminded him of all he liked about school, encouraged him and prayed with him, and the Lord helped ease his way. Luke's been beaming after school since day 1! Hooray!
Lukey on his first day of 1st grade! Love that smile and love hearing that everyday so far is better than the day before!! :)
Monday, August 27, 2012
without further delay. . .Way's birth story
Chad says I've been teasing too much about writing Way's birth story and not actually writing it! Hey, it's been busy around here, ya know? But, since Way is almost 4 weeks now, maybe I should get to it--before the lack of sleep really hits us!
Oh, where to begin? Twas the night before Way's birth. . .seriously, I think it could have all begun with my trip to PF Chang's for some spicy Chinese food! I was determined to get the baby moving! With all 3 of my other babies, I was the same way--trying to do everything that I could think of to get my "movie scene" and go into labor on my own, without having to be induced. Everything short of castor oil. Wasn't interested in doing that after my friend's experience with it. Anyway, spicy food never worked before, but I tried it again, and asked for them to prepare my dish in the spiciest way possible! I ate it all up!
The next morning I headed to go get my platelet infusion, (an IV that would take 4 hours to get) because I had low blood platelets. My doctors told me I needed to get my platelets up to a safe level, so I could get an epidural and not have any bleeding issues.So, you better believe I was there! However, once I got there that morning (my Mom was keeping the kiddos), they told me that they were still approving our insurance and that they would call me in a few hours to tell me if the procedure was approved. They sent me home. I was sad that I felt like the whole day was now going to be taken up, and I couldn't be out having some last minute fun with my littles--since baby Way was coming in 2 days.
Well, once I got home, I let my Mom go and asked her to return in a couple of hours so I could go back and get my platelets. And then, less than an hour after she left, I felt my very first contraction!! First contraction, not induced, that is! It was painful! And I loved it! At first. Then, I had another about 7 minutes later. Then another, 7 minutes later. After 3 contractions, still not 100% positive they were real contractions, I was convinced to call my dr. He told me to hang on for an hour and to come on into the hospital if the pain worsened or the contractions became closer together. Well, after 30 minutes, I knew they were real. And I guessed if they were "fake" contractions, that I never, ever, wanted to feel the real thing (unless of course, I was being induced, because now I was second guessing my desire to not be induced). Yes, yes, these were painful. The I-couldn't-walk-type painful. I called my mom and told her I knew I was in labor and to come back quickly. I texted Chad, whom I knew was in a meeting and said "I think I'm in labor", so as not to pressure him from leaving a meeting. Well, Chad ended up beating my mom home (he must have driven like he was on a race course). By the time he was home, I was doubled over in pain, wondering where in the world my mom was! OH, and I still hadn't packed my hospital bag!!! Remember my last post before Way arrived?? I called a friend and asked what to pack, threw in a few things, said quick goodbyes to our kiddos, and headed to the hospital once my mom showed up!
And that's where the fun really began! Or not! :) Once signed in, I had to walk back to triage, because they didn't have a room in labor and delivery for me yet. But, since my contractions were so strong, and I was still doubled over in pain, that was quite interesting. Poor Chad and his hands. They must have been purple, from my squeezing! But, that was nothing. . .After I was evaluated, they told me I was 4 cm. Cool. This baby was working his way out!! One thing that always bugged me about being induced, was that we would go in at 6 in the morning and I wouldn't have a baby until after 4 or 5 or 7 at night! It took ALL day long! Well, now it was noon and my contractions only started at 10:30! Hooray! Then, the nurse told me that they located my platelets at a LifeBlood in town and it would take an hour to get them to me and 30 minutes to get them in me. I thought that was great! Until, my contractions started getting worse and a little closer together. I was needing an epidural, and I let them know! Problem was though, oh yeah, that I didn't have my platelets yet. I don't think it was really hitting me that was the reason I still didn't have my epidural. I thought they were just being safe-safe. But as I progressed and was in more pain, and the pain meds they gave me to "take the edge off" weren't doing a blasted thing, Chad became aware I wasn't getting my OHHHH so desired epidural. Or maybe it was when I told the nurses that I needed my dr. NOW (they found him pretty quickly!) and I heard him, somewhere in my foggy land of pain I was living in, tell Chad I wasn't getting an epidural. Not because I had progressed too far, but because I didn't have my platelets up to a safe level, all because I never got my infusion!! I was still begging for an epidural in between my tears and fears that I couldn't birth this baby if I didn't have one. And I remember when Chad, in a gentle, assuring voice, told me that I wasn't getting the epidural, but that I was going to make it. I didn't believe him, but I needed him for sure. I also remember my dr., whom I think is amazing, tell me the same thing, and I thought, "What the heck do you know?" Same thing from both of them, but different feelings toward each of them! Ha!! I was screaming in pain and crying and telling Chad I didn't want to have ugly words fly out of my mouth. And they didn't---just things like "I am going to die" came out---and it was just like the movie scene---only my desired movie scene involved me having contractions on my own, rushing to the hospital and actually getting my epidural!!!! This movie scene was ending without an epidural!! The contractions were painful, but the pushing was excruciating! Chad later told me he was proud of me--not for pushing out a baby without an epidural, but for actually hurting him by squeezing his hand so hard!!! :) But he did tell me he was proud of me for birthing our baby too!
And then. . .and then. . .our newest, precious, little love from the Lord was here! Thanks be to God!!
There's lots more to add to the crazy story, that makes it crazier, but after that long journal, I'll leave it with that and this . . .
Oh, sweet baby Way!! You were worth every painful second of your delivery! Thank you for bringing me my movie scene and SO much more importantly, thank you Lord, for little Way!!! Oh, how we love you!!!
Oh, where to begin? Twas the night before Way's birth. . .seriously, I think it could have all begun with my trip to PF Chang's for some spicy Chinese food! I was determined to get the baby moving! With all 3 of my other babies, I was the same way--trying to do everything that I could think of to get my "movie scene" and go into labor on my own, without having to be induced. Everything short of castor oil. Wasn't interested in doing that after my friend's experience with it. Anyway, spicy food never worked before, but I tried it again, and asked for them to prepare my dish in the spiciest way possible! I ate it all up!
The next morning I headed to go get my platelet infusion, (an IV that would take 4 hours to get) because I had low blood platelets. My doctors told me I needed to get my platelets up to a safe level, so I could get an epidural and not have any bleeding issues.So, you better believe I was there! However, once I got there that morning (my Mom was keeping the kiddos), they told me that they were still approving our insurance and that they would call me in a few hours to tell me if the procedure was approved. They sent me home. I was sad that I felt like the whole day was now going to be taken up, and I couldn't be out having some last minute fun with my littles--since baby Way was coming in 2 days.
Well, once I got home, I let my Mom go and asked her to return in a couple of hours so I could go back and get my platelets. And then, less than an hour after she left, I felt my very first contraction!! First contraction, not induced, that is! It was painful! And I loved it! At first. Then, I had another about 7 minutes later. Then another, 7 minutes later. After 3 contractions, still not 100% positive they were real contractions, I was convinced to call my dr. He told me to hang on for an hour and to come on into the hospital if the pain worsened or the contractions became closer together. Well, after 30 minutes, I knew they were real. And I guessed if they were "fake" contractions, that I never, ever, wanted to feel the real thing (unless of course, I was being induced, because now I was second guessing my desire to not be induced). Yes, yes, these were painful. The I-couldn't-walk-type painful. I called my mom and told her I knew I was in labor and to come back quickly. I texted Chad, whom I knew was in a meeting and said "I think I'm in labor", so as not to pressure him from leaving a meeting. Well, Chad ended up beating my mom home (he must have driven like he was on a race course). By the time he was home, I was doubled over in pain, wondering where in the world my mom was! OH, and I still hadn't packed my hospital bag!!! Remember my last post before Way arrived?? I called a friend and asked what to pack, threw in a few things, said quick goodbyes to our kiddos, and headed to the hospital once my mom showed up!
And that's where the fun really began! Or not! :) Once signed in, I had to walk back to triage, because they didn't have a room in labor and delivery for me yet. But, since my contractions were so strong, and I was still doubled over in pain, that was quite interesting. Poor Chad and his hands. They must have been purple, from my squeezing! But, that was nothing. . .After I was evaluated, they told me I was 4 cm. Cool. This baby was working his way out!! One thing that always bugged me about being induced, was that we would go in at 6 in the morning and I wouldn't have a baby until after 4 or 5 or 7 at night! It took ALL day long! Well, now it was noon and my contractions only started at 10:30! Hooray! Then, the nurse told me that they located my platelets at a LifeBlood in town and it would take an hour to get them to me and 30 minutes to get them in me. I thought that was great! Until, my contractions started getting worse and a little closer together. I was needing an epidural, and I let them know! Problem was though, oh yeah, that I didn't have my platelets yet. I don't think it was really hitting me that was the reason I still didn't have my epidural. I thought they were just being safe-safe. But as I progressed and was in more pain, and the pain meds they gave me to "take the edge off" weren't doing a blasted thing, Chad became aware I wasn't getting my OHHHH so desired epidural. Or maybe it was when I told the nurses that I needed my dr. NOW (they found him pretty quickly!) and I heard him, somewhere in my foggy land of pain I was living in, tell Chad I wasn't getting an epidural. Not because I had progressed too far, but because I didn't have my platelets up to a safe level, all because I never got my infusion!! I was still begging for an epidural in between my tears and fears that I couldn't birth this baby if I didn't have one. And I remember when Chad, in a gentle, assuring voice, told me that I wasn't getting the epidural, but that I was going to make it. I didn't believe him, but I needed him for sure. I also remember my dr., whom I think is amazing, tell me the same thing, and I thought, "What the heck do you know?" Same thing from both of them, but different feelings toward each of them! Ha!! I was screaming in pain and crying and telling Chad I didn't want to have ugly words fly out of my mouth. And they didn't---just things like "I am going to die" came out---and it was just like the movie scene---only my desired movie scene involved me having contractions on my own, rushing to the hospital and actually getting my epidural!!!! This movie scene was ending without an epidural!! The contractions were painful, but the pushing was excruciating! Chad later told me he was proud of me--not for pushing out a baby without an epidural, but for actually hurting him by squeezing his hand so hard!!! :) But he did tell me he was proud of me for birthing our baby too!
And then. . .and then. . .our newest, precious, little love from the Lord was here! Thanks be to God!!
There's lots more to add to the crazy story, that makes it crazier, but after that long journal, I'll leave it with that and this . . .
Oh, sweet baby Way!! You were worth every painful second of your delivery! Thank you for bringing me my movie scene and SO much more importantly, thank you Lord, for little Way!!! Oh, how we love you!!!
Saturday, August 11, 2012
sunflowers part 1
Okay, before I dive into Way's birth story, let me back up a few days prior to his birth. Every single year since Luke has been born, we've taken pictures in our local sunflower patch. Every year they are beautiful and I just can't resist getting my littles growing up with the sunflowers! Well, this annual event takes place end of July/beginning of August. Because little Way's due date was August 3rd, I was thinking we'd try and grab pictures before he was born, since probably, we wouldn't make it after he was born.
So, the Saturday prior to Way's arrival, we headed out. Our old neighbor told me she heard the sunflowers were up and blooming, so we were ready with the camera and took off. However, upon arrival, we saw that in fact, the sunflowers were not blooming yet. Chad asked me if this annual event was about the pictures or the sunflowers. I said both!! But, I couldn't have both, so I settled for pictures anyway, and we headed off in a different direction, where I snapped some of these. . .
Again, I'll be back with more from Way's arrival, but we did manage to venture out to the sunflowers last night--so I have all 4 boys in the sunflowers this year after all! Hooray!!
So, the Saturday prior to Way's arrival, we headed out. Our old neighbor told me she heard the sunflowers were up and blooming, so we were ready with the camera and took off. However, upon arrival, we saw that in fact, the sunflowers were not blooming yet. Chad asked me if this annual event was about the pictures or the sunflowers. I said both!! But, I couldn't have both, so I settled for pictures anyway, and we headed off in a different direction, where I snapped some of these. . .
My 3 littles--3 days before Way was born!!
And, while I don't just love posing for pics (especially being preggo), we had to have at least 1 pic with little Way in my tummy!
Again, I'll be back with more from Way's arrival, but we did manage to venture out to the sunflowers last night--so I have all 4 boys in the sunflowers this year after all! Hooray!!
Friday, August 10, 2012
He's here!!!
Our little bundle has arrived!!!
Baby Way is here and he came 3 days early! For now, we are getting lots of snuggles (and feedings) in, so I'm posting a few pics of our newest little angel. I'll be back with his arrival story and lots more!
Our family of 6! Love!!!!!!!!!
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