Saturday, May 24, 2008

She is HERE!

I thought about other clever ways to phrase it, but really, I am just plain tired, so bare bones it is.

Thursday at 4:00 a.m. I was sleeping soundly and I suddenly woke up to a huge gush of water. My water had broken. I sat up, woke up D and tried to stop gushing water everywhere. I was not having any contractions, but standard procedure when your water breaks is to head to the hospital. We called a friend to stay at our house with the boys, called my Mom to let her know she could come from Vancouver in the morning, and called the hospital to let them know we were coming.

We got to the hospital at 5 a.m., checked in and got hooked up to the monitor. Since my water was broken they would not let me labor in the tub, and I wasn't really in labor anyhow.

I got hooked up to an I.V. (which took 4 painful tries) and they started me on a pitocin drip. To make a long story short, I spent all day on pitocin which they kept increasing in an effort to get me to some kind of productive labor. It was very tiring, and did nothing to get me ready for birth. At three weeks early, the baby was just not ready and although the baby was head down, she was too high up in my uterus. By that evening I was feeling pretty discouraged (I had expected to have the baby relatively quickly since my last labor had been 5 hours total). They took me off the pitocin and my labor stopped so we decided to rest for the night. In the meantime they gave me a couple of doses of something to help my cervix get ready for birth, and around 1:30 a.m. I went into labor (Finally!) The baby was finally born at 4:40 a.m. on Friday the 23rd, just over 24 hours after the whole adventure started.

So...the part you have all been waiting for...Welcome to Baby B! Yes, its a girl and she was 6 lbs 15.5 oz and 19 and 3/4" long. I know what you all really want to see are some pics, so here are a couple of them to keep you happy. Baby B and I came home this afternoon and she is trying to settle in with all the noise and chaos of five brothers...
On her Birth Day...

Ready to come home from the Hospital...

Needless to say, I may not be posting very often for a while...

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Cool is Cool

Today at church our youngest was performing his usual routine of doing everything in his power to not go to his primary class, so I took him with me to drop something off in the van. Playing tug-of-war with him the whole way, I decided to see if he wanted to take a walk.

I took him around the block, but the sun was shining and the air was unusually hot for the north Oregon coast for this time of year. I was starting to get pretty toasty walking in the sun with my dark suit on.

Assuming he was feeling the heat too, I attempted to persuade him to go to his class, "Wouldn't you rather go and sit in the nice, cool church?"

My five-year old replied, "No, church isn't cool,...it's boring."

I guess I should stop using 'cool' in its slang form so much at home.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

I Don't Wanna Grow Up...


Our youngest has been extra cautious about spiders lately. The innocent non-scary ones hang out in the upper corners of our bathroom all the time. If he sees one in there, he won't go to the bathroom until I capture and release it back to the wild (the backyard). He especially gets nervous when they move. He anticipates where it might go inevitably expecting it to come his direction.


Its been a while since he's complained in his quiet, whiny-scared voice about a spider.

But today, out of the blue he approached me in his high, sad little voice accompanied by a pouty face, "I don't want to be a grown-up."

"Why?"

"Because then you'll be high enough to see the spiders."

Trying to make him feel better I asked, "Don't you think you won't be scared of spiders when you're a grown up?"

Not catching the double negative, he reiterated his stance about being forever scared of spiders, "Yesss."

There was a brief pause in our conversation as if he was reflecting momentarily on our conversation. Perhaps he was realizing he couldn't escape becoming a grown-up..and that it might not be so bad.

Then he said, with pouty face and quiet whiny voice, "Do you know what I like about being a kid?....

"...because it takes so long to be a grown-up."

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Spelling Bee

Last week #1 and #2 participated in the school spelling bee. #1 got first for the grade levels through 5th at the school. Today he got to go and participate in the County spelling bee. I was surprised to find out that they don't make the kids stand up and spell each word out loud like they did when I was a kid. Instead they had a list of words that they read off and the kids wrote down the spellings. Then they added up who got the most right and picked the winners that way. #1 got second place in his division for the county. I thought that was pretty cool.
He was happy to get second because 1st place would have to advance to state, and would have gone to the county fair as well, and he just didn't want to do either of those things.
Good job #1!