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| Poppie's Backyard |
Pecans!
I love that precious girl.
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| Bounce House at the Party |
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| Family Pic |
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Poppie's Girl
Karis's job at my parents house is to help her Poppie collect pecans in the backyard. She does a great job filling up the brown grocery sack that he sets out for her.
Today we were at a birthday party. All of the children were given a brown paper sack to gather their candy from the pinata in the yard. Karis was right there with all of the other kids, cleaning up the yard. Their bags were filled with candy, but Karis's bag had no candy... Can you guess what her bag was full of?
Pecans!
I love that precious girl.
Pecans!
I love that precious girl.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Happy Birthday Judah
Judah is one month old now, and I'm just getting a chance to write his birth story. Life with two babies is busy!
I've been walking a lot lately, because it helps get the baby into position, ready for birth. On Thursday, December 6th I took Karis to the park. Around 2pm I was bouncing with her on some playground equipment, and I felt a strange gush of fluid (sorry if that's TMI, but I want to record the details). After an uncomfortable walk home, I discovered that I lost my mucus plug. About an hour later, I began having regular contractions about 20 minutes apart. By 7pm they were 10 minutes apart, so we called Michael's parents to come pick up Karis.
I fell asleep for about 2 hours and woke up to pretty severe pain. Then, Michael and I spent a few hours trying to catch up on our shows. This was good distraction. By Friday morning, December 7th, at 5am, I said, "I can't take this anymore, we're going to the hospital. Let's go!"
I've been walking a lot lately, because it helps get the baby into position, ready for birth. On Thursday, December 6th I took Karis to the park. Around 2pm I was bouncing with her on some playground equipment, and I felt a strange gush of fluid (sorry if that's TMI, but I want to record the details). After an uncomfortable walk home, I discovered that I lost my mucus plug. About an hour later, I began having regular contractions about 20 minutes apart. By 7pm they were 10 minutes apart, so we called Michael's parents to come pick up Karis.
I fell asleep for about 2 hours and woke up to pretty severe pain. Then, Michael and I spent a few hours trying to catch up on our shows. This was good distraction. By Friday morning, December 7th, at 5am, I said, "I can't take this anymore, we're going to the hospital. Let's go!"
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| Elevator Ride to L&D - I was being silly and sticking out my belly. |
When we arrived, the contractions were still 5-10 minutes apart. I didn't want to check in, because I was already SO uncomfortable. I didn't want to be strapped to machines. It was a little after 6am when the contractions became so severe that I was crying. I walked to the nurses station and the lady on duty looked at me puzzled, "Why are you here?" I responded, "I'm having a baby, and go ahead and get that epidural ready." She was confused because they rarely have unscheduled deliveries.
My dilation was checked in the Labor and Deliver triage. I was at 5 cm. Again, I reminded the nurse, "I need epidural." It took forever to hook up my IV. I was so aggravated. Each contraction was more intense. By 7am I was in so much pain that I was throwing up and passing out. Michael held me up and comforted me through this terrible pain. I was screaming things like, "Where's my epidural? Come help me! Why aren't you coming? Nobody cares!" The nurse said they were getting my room ready.
Finally, they decided to administer the epidural in the triage room. Right as the anesthesiologist was coming through the door, I could feel Judah coming out. The nurse had me get into the bed. I looked at her with the saddest eyes and asked, "I'm not getting an epidural am I?" She just shook her head, "no." Then I screamed, "God no! Somebody just shoot me!" I was rushed down the hallway to the operating room (because there were no labor and delivery rooms ready).
I find it ironic that I had my baby at Christmas time, because I felt like Mother Mary when there was no room for her in the Inn.
The contractions were less intense now, because I was ready to push. I didn't expect this part to be as easy as it was. It was seriously, no work for me. My body just pushed Judah out with each contraction. After the first push, the nurses tried to move me onto a better bed... there was a baby coming out of me, so that wasn't happening. I delivered my son on the triage table. Three more pushes later and he was out!
That was the happiest moment of my life, since the day I married Michael. (This might sound terrible. I should have felt this happy when Karis was born, but I had been in labor for 23 hours, and pushed for 2.5 hours.) That naked little baby was so cute! He nursed right away, and I felt so comfortable with him in my arms. Plus, I was relieved that it was all over.
My dilation was checked in the Labor and Deliver triage. I was at 5 cm. Again, I reminded the nurse, "I need epidural." It took forever to hook up my IV. I was so aggravated. Each contraction was more intense. By 7am I was in so much pain that I was throwing up and passing out. Michael held me up and comforted me through this terrible pain. I was screaming things like, "Where's my epidural? Come help me! Why aren't you coming? Nobody cares!" The nurse said they were getting my room ready.
Finally, they decided to administer the epidural in the triage room. Right as the anesthesiologist was coming through the door, I could feel Judah coming out. The nurse had me get into the bed. I looked at her with the saddest eyes and asked, "I'm not getting an epidural am I?" She just shook her head, "no." Then I screamed, "God no! Somebody just shoot me!" I was rushed down the hallway to the operating room (because there were no labor and delivery rooms ready).
I find it ironic that I had my baby at Christmas time, because I felt like Mother Mary when there was no room for her in the Inn.
The contractions were less intense now, because I was ready to push. I didn't expect this part to be as easy as it was. It was seriously, no work for me. My body just pushed Judah out with each contraction. After the first push, the nurses tried to move me onto a better bed... there was a baby coming out of me, so that wasn't happening. I delivered my son on the triage table. Three more pushes later and he was out!
That was the happiest moment of my life, since the day I married Michael. (This might sound terrible. I should have felt this happy when Karis was born, but I had been in labor for 23 hours, and pushed for 2.5 hours.) That naked little baby was so cute! He nursed right away, and I felt so comfortable with him in my arms. Plus, I was relieved that it was all over.
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| Here he is! Judah Michael December 7, 2012 @ 7:15 am 7 lbs. 14 oz. 20 1/2 inches long |
Michael went with the nurses to clean Judah and do all that junk. Then, my doctor walked through the door. "What happened!?" she said. Judah came before she could get to the hospital.
All cleaned up and FINALLY in a room, Michael and I were enjoying our newborn son. I asked Michael, "So, did my water break?" There were lots of things about that traumatic morning that I could not remember. He said, "Yes, when Judah started coming out, your bag of waters was still in tact. The nurse used the hemostat to help it break."
We enjoyed cuddling with our new son and showing him off to visitors. After one day in the hospital, we were ready to get home to Judah's big sister Karis. I love my family of four!
All cleaned up and FINALLY in a room, Michael and I were enjoying our newborn son. I asked Michael, "So, did my water break?" There were lots of things about that traumatic morning that I could not remember. He said, "Yes, when Judah started coming out, your bag of waters was still in tact. The nurse used the hemostat to help it break."
We enjoyed cuddling with our new son and showing him off to visitors. After one day in the hospital, we were ready to get home to Judah's big sister Karis. I love my family of four!
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
The Comedian
Every day with Karis is full of fun and laughs.
Yesterday, Karis was whining and pulling my leg. I said, "Holy Moly! Are you having a cow?" Karis replied, "Moo."
Today, she pointed to Michael and said/signed, "Daddy." Then, I said, "and that's uncle Joe." She said/signed, "Uncle Daddy," and pointed to Joe. So silly!
We are amazed how quickly she is learning language. Karis can speak about 26 words, and she can sign about 35.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
26 Weeks, or Something Like That
I haven't done a good job keeping track of where I am in this pregnancy. I also haven't done a good job preparing for Baby Boy. Oh well, it will all get done.
As I near the end of the second trimester, I want to jot down an update on how this pregnancy has been going.
My Interstitial Cystitis (IC) has not been good lately. As Baby gets bigger, there is more pressure on my bladder. I noticed about three weeks ago that urgency has gotten worse and worse. I have been going to the bathroom A LOT. Not that I always need to go to the restroom, I just feel like I need to go. I really am blessed by the movement of this kiddo. It reminds me that he's okay. However, I'm not too grateful when he kicks me in the bladder. Ouch! If I remember correctly, it seems like IC is worse this pregnancy. During my last pregnancy, I continued taking my medication, Elmiron. Since Karis had an irregular liver enzyme count while I was breastfeeding her, I decided to quit taking Elmiron. I do not plan to resume use until I'm done nursing #2.
Another pregnancy symptom that has started bugging me is acid reflux. This is about the same time that it started during my first pregnancy. Tummy is getting squashed. Tums works the best. Sometimes I sleep sitting up. Speaking of sleep, I've been hot and uncomfortable! I'm looking forward to cooler weather.
Last thing is "Pregnancy Rhinitis." I also experienced this through my entire pregnancy with Karis. My nose is constantly stuffy or dry and prone to sinus infections. Using a Neti pot every day has been a great preventative measure.
As I near the end of the second trimester, I want to jot down an update on how this pregnancy has been going.
My Interstitial Cystitis (IC) has not been good lately. As Baby gets bigger, there is more pressure on my bladder. I noticed about three weeks ago that urgency has gotten worse and worse. I have been going to the bathroom A LOT. Not that I always need to go to the restroom, I just feel like I need to go. I really am blessed by the movement of this kiddo. It reminds me that he's okay. However, I'm not too grateful when he kicks me in the bladder. Ouch! If I remember correctly, it seems like IC is worse this pregnancy. During my last pregnancy, I continued taking my medication, Elmiron. Since Karis had an irregular liver enzyme count while I was breastfeeding her, I decided to quit taking Elmiron. I do not plan to resume use until I'm done nursing #2.
Another pregnancy symptom that has started bugging me is acid reflux. This is about the same time that it started during my first pregnancy. Tummy is getting squashed. Tums works the best. Sometimes I sleep sitting up. Speaking of sleep, I've been hot and uncomfortable! I'm looking forward to cooler weather.
Last thing is "Pregnancy Rhinitis." I also experienced this through my entire pregnancy with Karis. My nose is constantly stuffy or dry and prone to sinus infections. Using a Neti pot every day has been a great preventative measure.
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| 25 Week Bump |
Beach Vacation
Michael left Monday evening to go to work, but he surprised us Thursday evening. What a wonderful husband and daddy! We even got to go on a date at the Strand in Galveston.
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| Karis and Poppie Relaxing by the Beach House |
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| Karis, Excited about the Wave that is Coming |
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| Karis and Daddy |
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| Playing in the Sand, Her Favorite Thing to do at the Beach |
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| Family Photo |
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| Karis and Mommy |
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| Playing Inside the Beach House |
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Gender Reveal
On Wednesday, August 1st we had our anatomy
ultrasound.
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| Profile 20 weeks 5 days |
We told the doctor not to
reveal the baby’s gender to us, because we wanted to wait and find out with family
and friends. Thursday morning I dropped
the ultrasound results off at the baker, and Sheila baked us a cake with the
appropriate color filling. For three
days we waited, but it wasn’t that bad since we’ve been curious for 20 weeks.
The guests at the restaurant were really patient too. Everyone took a guess then ate lunch.
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| Voting Boy or Girl |
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| Waiting Patiently |
We actually waited until dessert time to cut
the cake. And the filling was…
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| BLUE! It's a BOY! |
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| Mama and Daddy wore the right colors. (ok... Daddy changed shirts) |
I was shocked to find out we're having a boy. I thought we were having a boy all along, but I was still shocked. What am I going to do with a boy? I'll love him, and hug him, and kiss him, but later he will turn into a big boy saying, "Mom! Stop hugging me all the time." Michael and I are thrilled to have a girl and a boy. We're so blessed. Thank you, Jesus for our son. (I have a son... I have to get used to saying that.)
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