Yesterday was a pretty exciting day and the best way I can think to explain goes a little something like this...
7:26am - Wake up to a tickle fight and Emily's request for hot milk, which I beg off since it's too early (before 7:30). Yep 4 more minutes with my head on the pillow are that important.
7:30am - Send Daddy to get the hot milk. Score 1 for mommy. :)
9:30am - Frantically scoot all 3 of us out the door to make it to our doctors appointment on time while singing the song from Alice in Wonderland which has now become my theme song. Think White Rabbit.
10:10am - Dave and I made it on time, without Emily (big thanks to Anne) to my appointment. I've lost 5 pounds since last week. I start worrying I've been leaking water all weekend.
10:50am - Finally see my doctor. I'm 3cm and 80% effaced. Dave and I exchange high-fives with our eyes across the room. Progress! Baby's heartbeat sounds great, all is well. Doctor is not worried at all about the 5 pounds. Says I am not leaking water. Whew. I make a mental note to eat something entirely unhealthy today.
She asks us the big question, "You're past your due date. You'll be 41 weeks Saturday. How do you feel about being induced?"
Me, "I really, really don't want to be induced."
Dave, "What are the risks of going past 41 weeks?"
Doctor, "At 41 weeks she'll need to come in every 2 days and have her fluid level checked and fetal heart rate and movement monitored."
Dave, "So there's a risk."
Me, "I really, really don't want to be induced. But I really, really don't want a C-section."
Doctor, "At 3cm you are super favorable for an induction. If we even just break your water, maybe a whiff of pitocin, you'll go."
Things are starting to sound familiar.
11:01am - Conclusion, we're inducing Friday morning at 5:30am if he hasn't arrived by then. I'm feeling relief that there's an end in sight, disappointed that I might have to be induced, guilty that I've given in and not simply let nature run it's course, shock that we're even having this conversation and that he still isn't here. Ugh, and tired!
11:15am - Dave and I wait for the ultra-sound tech. The doctor wants to check my fluid levels while we're there. Dave is making me laugh so hard through contractions that I want to cry. We institute a labor rule, only make me laugh between contractions. Or sub-tractions, as Emily calls them.
12:05pm - Fly like the wind. My mom lands at the airport in 1 hour. We still have to pick up Emily and drop Dave back off at home and then get to the airport.
1:05pm - On time AGAIN today. Score 2 for mommy! At the airport waiting for Grandma Dee.
1:45pm - Get Grandma and her 3 suitcases filled with Presents (All she needs is a jolly red suit) and head back to Franklin.
3:30pm - Spend a glorious afternoon swimming with Aunt Leigh and cousins amidst a plethora of pretty painful contractions. My mom keeps looking at me like she doesn't think I'm going to make it til Friday.
7:30pm - Dinner out with GJ, Dude, Daddy, Grandma Dee, Emily and Me.
9:00pm - Dave and I introduce the whole bunch to Duck Dynasty On Demand. If you haven't seen it, you should check it out. More laughing through painful contractions.
11:05pm - Mom and I finally say goodnight after unpacking all her loot for Daniel and Emily.
1:05am - I'm still up. Painful contractions every 10-15 minutes. I'm starting to agree with Mom that I might not make it til Friday.
3:30am - Emily wakes up crying. I go investigate. She has thrown up all over her bed. I call for Dave to come in here NOW.
3:30:01am - Dave comes flying into Emily's bedroom. He gets to clean up her bed and I give her a bath.
3:45am - We're all snuggled back in our bed. Time for sleep.
3:47am - Emily, "Mommy, I'm feeling sick again." Dave flies her into the bathroom and she makes it. Tossing cookies, take two, in our bathroom. Good girl.
3:50am - Super painful contraction strong enough to necessitate breathing techniques.
3:55am - I send Dave downstairs for some Ritz crackers.
3:58am - Contraction
4:06am - Contraction
4:17am - Contraction
4:26am - Contraction
4:32am - Contraction
4:41am - Contraction
So much for a good night's sleep.
Sometime after 5:30am I fall asleep.
9:27am - Still no freaking BABY!!! Your time is coming little man. I'm feeling better about scheduling that eviction on Friday.
Today's going to be a loooooong day!
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Soooo.... Baby boy appears to be as stubborn as his daddy. Big surprise since he seems to be taking after him in all other areas too, namely size! Since he has not made his big debut yet I've got some free time on my hands so I decided to share Emily's last piece of artwork from this school year. Her teachers interviewed her about her Daddy and the results are priceless. So happy Father's Day Dave... because we all know in 3 weeks I'll be lucky if I even remember to get you a card. That is if your son ever decides to join us. :)
My Daddy's name is Dave
My Daddy's name is Dave
For fun my daddy plays tackle and slide
At work daddy makes money
Daddy loves to eat potatoes and drink soda
Daddy is 15 years old
Daddy is 15 feet tall
His hair is pointy
He weighs 30 pounds
He is the best because he gives me popcicles
I love to wrestle with Daddy
I've known daddy for 15 years
I met daddy in Heaven
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Hello! Yes, it's actually me. My account hasn't been hacked. Since I haven't posted in ummmm, let's see... 9 months, I'll catch you up. I'm making a baby! And we moved backed to Nashville. Those 2 things have pretty much consumed us. Here's the short version... In late September we found out that Emily's prayers worked (sort of. See previous post). We are PREGNANT! About 4 weeks after that we found out that Dave was up for a promotion with Transworld Systems and we might be moving. It was thanksgiving before we found out for sure that Dave was going to be the newest (and youngest ever) Regional Director for the TN region. The plan was for him to start Jan 1st and work from the Nashville office. So we put the house on the market assuming it would take awhile to sell. Boy were we wrong! It took 4 days!!! We closed in 30 days. The problem was that we spent 22 of those days in CA for Christmas. So Emily and I flew back on Thursday Jan 5th and we moved to Franklin on Saturday Jan 7th. Yep 2 days! Needless tO say it was hectic. But since we have the best friends EVER it got done! Hold on, did I mention before that I was pregnant! Yes, this poor second child. I was 20 weeks pregnant before we even came up for air. Oh, and that Friday jan 6th we had a doctors appointment to find out that we were having a baby BOY!!!! Much to his big sister's disappointment since she had already named her baby "sister" Pretty Rose Feather. So here we are. Living in Franklin, 37 weeks pregnant and trusting God amidst the chaos. Baby boy is healthy (and big!) and Dave's new job is going extremely well. We miss our friends in Memphis terribly but have been so blessed by family and friends here in Franklin. There are some very exciting things in our family's near future and I hope to be better about documenting it all. More to come!