Comfy pajamas.
In bed at 7 pm.
Bowl of ice cream.
Candles lit.
And a really good book.
And I wouldn't have had it any other way! I highly recommend it!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
On This Day in History - Part 4
The final installment...January 11, 2008 - A Friday. Landon entered the world at 12:49 am and our life has not been the same. What a beautiful, amazing, wonderful world it is. Happy Birthday, Landon!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Landon's First Haircut
Well, we took Landon in for his very first haircut today. Someone from church owns this old-school barber shop and he has a special chair for little ones to sit in, saves some of the cut locks, and even gives out a certificate. I was very excited and was already thinking about how the scrapbook page was going to look.
Landon did wonderfully. He didn't squirm at all. I on the other hand - not so much. Dave kept cutting and cutting and cutting. And as I'm taking pictures I'm smiling on the outside, but screaming on the inside, "Stop! Stop! Stop!" I'm watching all of Landon's hair land on the jungle print apron and am having a minor panic attack. I looked at Landon when he was done and thought "Where did my beautiful baby go, with his beautiful hair?"
Now, my baby looks as if he should be going off to the Marines.
After we styled it a little, I was feeling slightly better about the haircut.
Landon did wonderfully. He didn't squirm at all. I on the other hand - not so much. Dave kept cutting and cutting and cutting. And as I'm taking pictures I'm smiling on the outside, but screaming on the inside, "Stop! Stop! Stop!" I'm watching all of Landon's hair land on the jungle print apron and am having a minor panic attack. I looked at Landon when he was done and thought "Where did my beautiful baby go, with his beautiful hair?"
Now, my baby looks as if he should be going off to the Marines.
After we styled it a little, I was feeling slightly better about the haircut.
On This Day in History - Part 3
January 10, 2008 - Thursday
Today was the day - our baby was to be born! We didn't waste anytime starting the Pitocin up again. I ate a quick breakfast and it was started at 7:15. It worked, as I was actually starting to feel my contractions. Alan, my mom and I walked. We played cards. I labored in the bathtub. I sat on the birthing ball. I tried to stay moving as much as possible per the suggestion of our birthing instructor.
1:55 pm - 3 centimeters. Okay, it's going a little slower than I thought. Apparently the nurses thought that too, because we ended up stopping the Pitocin again . I was at the highest level they could give me without doctor's orders and she explained that my body was like a sponge and soaking up all the Pitocin that we needed to "ring it out" and start from the beginning. Trust me, she said it a lot clearer than that!
7:30 pm - 4.5 centimeters. Prior to this I got some Fentenol so I could sleep some.
8:50 pm - I broke down at got the epidural and I WAS SO GLAD I DID! Talk about a miracle drug. God bless the person who created the epidural, the doctor who gave me the epidural, and the medical company who produces the epidural, and so on and so forth. I actually slept (Alan said I was knocked out I was drooling). By 10 pm I was 5 centimeters and didn't feel a thing. It was at this time that my nurse informed me that the baby might be sunny-side up (face up instead of down).
Well all of my euphoria came to a complete halt at 11:30 pm when a new nurse came in and checked me. She said she "wouldn't call me a 5." And she said I needed to have a c-section. At that point, I didn't care. I was so.... tired and so ready to finally meet the baby. I remember feeling very cold as they got me ready for surgery and I couldn't stop shaking. That made me really nervous, but I was also very excited. To be continued...
Today was the day - our baby was to be born! We didn't waste anytime starting the Pitocin up again. I ate a quick breakfast and it was started at 7:15. It worked, as I was actually starting to feel my contractions. Alan, my mom and I walked. We played cards. I labored in the bathtub. I sat on the birthing ball. I tried to stay moving as much as possible per the suggestion of our birthing instructor.
1:55 pm - 3 centimeters. Okay, it's going a little slower than I thought. Apparently the nurses thought that too, because we ended up stopping the Pitocin again . I was at the highest level they could give me without doctor's orders and she explained that my body was like a sponge and soaking up all the Pitocin that we needed to "ring it out" and start from the beginning. Trust me, she said it a lot clearer than that!
7:30 pm - 4.5 centimeters. Prior to this I got some Fentenol so I could sleep some.
8:50 pm - I broke down at got the epidural and I WAS SO GLAD I DID! Talk about a miracle drug. God bless the person who created the epidural, the doctor who gave me the epidural, and the medical company who produces the epidural, and so on and so forth. I actually slept (Alan said I was knocked out I was drooling). By 10 pm I was 5 centimeters and didn't feel a thing. It was at this time that my nurse informed me that the baby might be sunny-side up (face up instead of down).
Well all of my euphoria came to a complete halt at 11:30 pm when a new nurse came in and checked me. She said she "wouldn't call me a 5." And she said I needed to have a c-section. At that point, I didn't care. I was so.... tired and so ready to finally meet the baby. I remember feeling very cold as they got me ready for surgery and I couldn't stop shaking. That made me really nervous, but I was also very excited. To be continued...
Friday, January 9, 2009
On This Day in History - Part 2
January 9, 2008 - Wednesday
I was very excited because the doctor that I really liked from my clinic was on because the other on-call doctor was sick. I remember thinking to myself, "I really want her to deliver Landon," so I was pretty confident I was going to have a baby on January 9th.
When I was checked that morning, I was only 1 1/2 cm. and 90% effaced. We decided not to pursue Pitocin at this point, because we wanted things to happen as naturally as possible and I was assured that there was no risk to the baby because my body kept producing amniotic fluid and I was being monitored. The nurse would ask me how my pain was doing on a scale of 1-10. I kept saying 1 because I wasn't in any pain - I wasn't having any contractions. This should have been a clue to me that I wasn't going to have a baby on January 9th, but I was hopeful or else not thinking clearly or both!
So at 1:15 pm we decided to move things along with Pitocin. It kind of worked in that by 9:30 pm I was 2 centimeters (still only 90% effaced). The doctor came in and recommended that I be taken off Pitocin and we resume in the morning. This way I could eat and get enough rest because tomorrow was going to be a long day. That was very hard news to hear and there were many tears. I thought about others who were told that once your water breaks, you have the baby within 24 hours and voiced this to the doctor. She had a great bedside manner and consoled me and encouraged me and I thought "No wonder, she was rated one of the Top Docs by Minneapolis/St. Paul Magazine." I went to bed after eating my mediocre turkey sandwich (I didn't get a dinner menu because I could eat while on Pitocin and they had some of those on hand) and dreamt of what tomorrow would bring. To be continued....
I was very excited because the doctor that I really liked from my clinic was on because the other on-call doctor was sick. I remember thinking to myself, "I really want her to deliver Landon," so I was pretty confident I was going to have a baby on January 9th.
When I was checked that morning, I was only 1 1/2 cm. and 90% effaced. We decided not to pursue Pitocin at this point, because we wanted things to happen as naturally as possible and I was assured that there was no risk to the baby because my body kept producing amniotic fluid and I was being monitored. The nurse would ask me how my pain was doing on a scale of 1-10. I kept saying 1 because I wasn't in any pain - I wasn't having any contractions. This should have been a clue to me that I wasn't going to have a baby on January 9th, but I was hopeful or else not thinking clearly or both!
So at 1:15 pm we decided to move things along with Pitocin. It kind of worked in that by 9:30 pm I was 2 centimeters (still only 90% effaced). The doctor came in and recommended that I be taken off Pitocin and we resume in the morning. This way I could eat and get enough rest because tomorrow was going to be a long day. That was very hard news to hear and there were many tears. I thought about others who were told that once your water breaks, you have the baby within 24 hours and voiced this to the doctor. She had a great bedside manner and consoled me and encouraged me and I thought "No wonder, she was rated one of the Top Docs by Minneapolis/St. Paul Magazine." I went to bed after eating my mediocre turkey sandwich (I didn't get a dinner menu because I could eat while on Pitocin and they had some of those on hand) and dreamt of what tomorrow would bring. To be continued....
Thursday, January 8, 2009
On This Day in History - Part 1
January 8, 2008 - A Tuesday. I worked a half-day and came home about 3:15 pm. In going to the bathroom, I thought my water broke but it was really just a trickle (sorry, if it's too much information, but I figure most people who read this are fellow moms). I called the OB/GYN's office to speak to a triage nurse, but was told that I should just go to Labor Assessment at the hospital. I decided to wait it out because I really didn't want to go to the hospital only to be sent home. I laid down on the couch and when I got up I noticed more of a trickle. I packed up the rest of our stuff while waiting for Alan to get home. When he did get home about 45 minutes later, I told Alan that I thought my water broke. His reaction was priceless - "What? How do you know? Really?" We decided to make our way to the hospital but didn't bring any of our bags because I still wasn't convinced that "this was it" even though I still kept experiencing trickles. We arrived at the hospital about 5 pm and the nurse in Labor Assessment asked me what happened. As I started to tell her, I felt another trickle and said "Oh, I feel it again." As she lifted the sheet to check, the floodgates opened and she confirmed that my water broke and that we'd be staying! We got settled into our room and the doctor came in and basically told us to hang out and relax that evening because I wasn't having too many contractions and at my earlier doctor's appointment (on the Friday previous), I was only measuring 1 cm. She said I'll get checked in the morning to determine where things stand. To be continued....
Public Service Announcement
For parents - Don't let your kids grow up to be "bullies." Also, if your kid is the one getting "bullied," don't sit back and video them for your own enjoyment (or for the enjoyment of their blog audience).
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