For this child I prayed, and the LORD has granted me my petition that I made to him. 1 Samuel 1:27

Sunday, May 24, 2015

On the mend

This wasn't quite the weekend we planned. Thursday night, I noticed that Luke was warm, and his fever was 102.  It was only 99 when he woke up, so I thought it was just due to teething.  Peggy called me at 1:00, and his fever was back to 102.  I got him home, and he still had no other symptoms other than the fever.  That was not the case yesterday.  He was pitiful all day.  I don't think I put him down once until lunch time.  Sean and Sam worked in the garden and mowed the yard, and everyone took good naps.  Luke perked up a little after that, but his fever was back up at bedtime.  He still had fever this morning, but he's been fever free since 9:00.  However, he hasn't allowed the paci to be out of his mouth for a second, except to eat.  You know he's feeling bad when he has one paci in his mouth and the other one in his hand.  We're praying he'll be fever free when he wakes up.  

Sean got out the pool from last summer, but it had a hole in it.  So he and Sam went to the store and got a new one.  It's not the greatest, but Sam had an absolute blast in that pool today.  We tried to put Luke in this morning, but he wasn't having any part of it except standing up with a death grip on my arm.  This afternoon, he was feeling much better, and he loved it, too.  It's going to be a great summer with these boys!  But first, I've got to get proper clothing for them.  Sam has plenty of swim diapers but no swim trunks that fit.  And he doesn't need the swim diapers because he likes to pee in the grass.  Luke has two pairs of swim trunks but no swim diapers.  We improvised today.

Finally feeling better!!

I couldn't resist taking this picture. At least he didn't pee in the pool.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Weekend with Ci Ci and Susan

We had a wonderful weekend.  My mom and Susan came down Friday afternoon, and we spent most of the weekend outside with the boys.  They loved every minute of being with their Ci Ci and Aunt Susan.  We miss them already.  Now if we can just survive one more week of school!  

I took pictures Friday and Saturday and didn't realize there was no card in the camera until today.  I am so disappointed.  At least I got these.

And my sweet cousin P.J. graduated from high school today.  I wish we could have been there to celebrate with him.

We got a new swing for Sam, and we picked it up today.  He loves it!

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Luke's Birth Story

I just realized that I never posted Luke's birth story. It's way too much information, but I know I'll forget some of the details if I don't get it into the blog book.  So here it is.

I noticed over the weekend that I was feeling different, but I knew I wasn’t in labor.  I told Sean on the way to church Sunday that I didn’t think we’d make it until Wednesday, which was when I was supposed to be induced.  I went to bed as normal Sunday night (Mother's Day), and then I woke up with a really intense contraction at 1:00.  I didn’t think much of it until they were waking me up every ten minutes.   I turned on the stopwatch on my phone and started timing them.  They were between 10 and 12 minutes apart consistently.  When Sean’s alarm went off at 4:30, I told him about it, but I still felt like we were a long ways off from going to the hospital.  Little did I know!  I made his lunch, sent him off to work, and then they were eight minutes apart.  That’s when I called the doctor’s office.  The doctor on call told me that I could go on in to the hospital and have them check me out, or I could wait until the office opened.  I decided to wait.  Meanwhile, Sam woke up.  I fed him breakfast and tried to get all of our stuff ready, but I couldn’t focus on anything.  I called the doctor’s office, and they told me to come in to get checked.  At that point, the contractions were seven minutes apart, and it was 8:15 a.m.  I called Sean, my mom, my dad, and Beverly to let them know what was going on, but it still hadn’t sunk in that I was in labor.  I was trying not to get my hopes up.  I took Sam to Peggy’s house and then headed to the doctor.  Beverly called and said she had left school and was going to meet me there.  Sean also left work to head our way from West Point. 

I got to the office, and we waited about ten minutes.  Then they took me back and hooked me up to the monitor.  Dr. Wood came in, noticed that I was contracting good, and then talked to me about what we wanted to do if I was still two centimeters when he checked me.  I knew there was no way I was two centimeters, but I told him I would do whatever he thought was best.  He then checked me and said, “That was a whole lot of hot air.  Guess who’s having a baby today?”  I was almost seven centimeters!  I called my mom and dad, and I made sure Sean was in route.  They wheeled me over to a hospital room from the office, and I remember being a little in shock.
Sean got to the room a few minutes later, and they were putting my IV in.  I was positive for group B strep, so they also started me on an antibiotic.  At that point, the contractions were only a couple minutes apart, and they were the most painful thing ever!  They asked me a ton of questions, had me sign some consent forms, and then a lady came to draw my blood.   They couldn’t give me an epidural until the bloodwork came back, and that was the longest 45 minutes.  Finally, the anesthesiologist came in to start the epidural.  I was good to go after about fifteen minutes.  I could still feel a little pain with each contraction, but it was nothing compared to the pain before.  The nurse came in to check me, and I was 8 cm. at that point.  She told me she’d come back at 2:00 to check me again.  Time passed pretty quickly.  Sean and Beverly went separately to get lunch, and before I knew it, it was 2:00.  She came in, and I was 10 cm and ready to push.  They called Dr. Wood, and I started pushing at 2:19.  After three pushes, we were almost there, but Luke’s heart rate dropped.  He asked if he could make more room, did the episiotomy, and one push later Luke was in my arms.  I couldn’t believe how easy it was and how smoothly it went. They gave him straight to me, and we did skin-to-skin for about 45 minutes. Then they took him to check his temperature and clean him up.  Sean held him for a while, and it was the sweetest thing watching him hold his son.  Then, the nurse took him to the nursery to weigh him.  Sean went down there with her.  Then the family started to trickle in.  Susan got there first.  Then my dad and Linda got there.  We called Bobby and Genise, and they picked Sam up from Peggy’s and brought him up to the hospital.  It was so cute when Sam got there.  He wasn’t sure what to think.   My mom arrived a little later.  After a couple hours, they moved us to a regular room.  We loved on Luke for the next two days, and we all got to go home Wednesday morning.

Luke is One!!

Luke is a year old today.  It feels like yesterday when I was in labor with him and finally held him in my arms after waiting to meet him for nine months.  There aren't words to describe how incredibly blessed we are to have him in our lives.  He has been the perfect addition to our family.  It's been so fun to watch his little personality.  He started off so laid back.  And although he is still pretty laid back, he can also be wide open.  And the temper...he's got one!  We love our little Lukey so much!

Things I want to remember:
  • Height and weight: We'll find out at his appointment soon.
  • Clothes size: 12-18 months
  • Diaper size: 4
  • Teeth: 10 so far
  • Likes: his brother, food, his stuffed giraffe, his pacifier, playing in Sam's room, waking Sam up, being outside, swinging, going for walks
  • He has played with my hair since the day he was born.  He plays with it when he wakes up, when he's eating, and especially when he's tired.
  • Eating: Oh my!  He eats like it's his job.  I've never seen anything like it, and I have no idea where he puts it.  He eats almost everything.,,and lots of it.  I still nurse him in the morning, but he's just about over that.  He takes three bottles of whole milk a day.
  • Walking: He is SO close.  He could have walked a long time ago, because he is so strong.  He's had no interest until yesterday, though.  Sean gave him the toy lawnmower, and he took off pushing it.  
  • He climbs on everything.  He can climb into chairs, beds, the couch, and all the way up on the riding lawnmower.  He fell yesterday and scraped his forehead and nose, and it didn't even phase him.

Monthly pictures with his giraffe:

1 Month

2 Months

3 Months

4 Months

5 Months

6 Months

7 Months

8 Months

9 Months

10 Months

11 Months

12 Months

And a few from today...

Daddy Bill called to wish him a happy birthday.  When he heard Daddy Bill say his name, he jumped and just stared at the phone.

Genise brought over a card and a one dollar bill.  Luke was so cute with it.