You took your first trip to the grocery store with me today, and you did very well. Three strangers commented on how beautiful/precious you are, and I beamed with pride. You only fussed a little bit when you got sleepy, but I reminded you of your pacifier, and you took a little nap. Bliss!
Right now, you're out in the shop with your Daddy, napping in your bouncy seat on the back of the bass boat. You're well on your way to becoming a redneck. :)
I'm paying BILLS!!!
We love you!!!
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Intentions
I had the very best of them. I still do. Though I've not written to you every day or week since your birth, I've thought about it. And I have been writing things in your baby book as they happen, so all hope is not lost I suppose. I've only made a very small dent in your first photo album, and its contents are of things before your birth. I have at least been able to periodically photograph you, and I do have a photo for each month of your life thus far . . . give or take a day.
You were very challenging for me for the first 3 months of your life. You were diagnosed with colic and acid reflux, and it seemed that nothing I did gave you any relief or made you happy. Around the 3rd month, you seemed to become more of a person and less of an infant. You smiled often; you still do, even with a snotty nose and a diaper rash. I often think how wonderful you'd be if you didn't have these little ailments, and I'm hoping that you're soon over this "cold" they've diagnosed you with. It's been 3 weeks, and I know you're sick of snot. I sure am.
I love you, and I tell you every day, very often. Your father loves you too; I've never seen him look at anyone the way he looks at you. He marvels over you. I do too, but I think you know that; it's no secret to anyone else, either.
You were very challenging for me for the first 3 months of your life. You were diagnosed with colic and acid reflux, and it seemed that nothing I did gave you any relief or made you happy. Around the 3rd month, you seemed to become more of a person and less of an infant. You smiled often; you still do, even with a snotty nose and a diaper rash. I often think how wonderful you'd be if you didn't have these little ailments, and I'm hoping that you're soon over this "cold" they've diagnosed you with. It's been 3 weeks, and I know you're sick of snot. I sure am.
I love you, and I tell you every day, very often. Your father loves you too; I've never seen him look at anyone the way he looks at you. He marvels over you. I do too, but I think you know that; it's no secret to anyone else, either.
Monday, June 13, 2011
It's Been a Month Already
And things might be starting to settle a bit, though I don't want to jinx it! Son, you've had quite a time with your tummy! We've been to the doctor twice in 2 weeks and we're going back Wednesday for a follow up. I'm hopeful that we're on the right track and have found some things that work for you! I just want you to be happy and comfortable and healthy. You've been through enough already!
Last night in your sleep you cooed for the first time. It was very loud and sweet, and I'm glad your Daddy and I were both able to hear it! He's been working out of town during the week, and it's been very overwhelming for me taking care of you alone. Your Meme and MawMaw have been helping, as have some of our friends. It's been hard for me to accept the fact that I can't do very much right now other than take care of you. Sometimes I don't get to brush my teeth until the afternoons! Sometimes I have to let you cry and/or scream when I have to use the bathroom. Everyone tells me it will get better, and I'm trying to be patient and not be discouraged, but it's very challenging.
My favorite time of the day is the early evening after your 5:00 feeding when you're content and cuddley. I hold you and look at your face, your ears, your hands. I stroke your cheek and you smile. You're a sweet baby when you're not in pain. I sure hope things are getting better for you. I love you so much.
Last night in your sleep you cooed for the first time. It was very loud and sweet, and I'm glad your Daddy and I were both able to hear it! He's been working out of town during the week, and it's been very overwhelming for me taking care of you alone. Your Meme and MawMaw have been helping, as have some of our friends. It's been hard for me to accept the fact that I can't do very much right now other than take care of you. Sometimes I don't get to brush my teeth until the afternoons! Sometimes I have to let you cry and/or scream when I have to use the bathroom. Everyone tells me it will get better, and I'm trying to be patient and not be discouraged, but it's very challenging.
My favorite time of the day is the early evening after your 5:00 feeding when you're content and cuddley. I hold you and look at your face, your ears, your hands. I stroke your cheek and you smile. You're a sweet baby when you're not in pain. I sure hope things are getting better for you. I love you so much.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
It's a Boy!
You were born on Tuesday, May 10, 2011, at 8:22 PM. We've been through quite an adventure together.
Daddy and I checked in at the hospital Monday night at 6PM. At 9:35 PM, my water broke. By 10:30 PM, I started to feel contractions. Around 4:00 AM, the nurse gave me some pain medication, and I slept until 6:00 AM, when I awoke to MUCH stronger contractions. The doctor came in and checked me a few times throughout the morning, and by 9:30 AM I couldn't stand the pain any longer. My epidural was placed, and I continued to labor without pain for several hours. Around 6:00 PM, they prepped us for delivery. I began pushing, and we worked hard for an hour and a half to bring you into the world, but you had other plans.
Around 8:00 PM, they prepped us for a c-section. This would be my first major surgery. You were born with the umbilical cord around your neck, and you had a hard time breathing at first. You and I both had fever and an infection. They let me see you for only a moment, and they rushed you to the NICU while Daddy went with a nurse to tell our friends and family you'd arrived.
Once the surgery was complete, I was brought back to the room. Because of the fever we both had at delivery, I wasn't allowed to see you until 24 hours after my fever broke and my epidural was removed. Daddy got to see you in the NICU around 10:30 PM the night you were born and took pictures of you. I felt horrible about you being there, like it was all my fault, like I'd done something to make you sick. I wanted to hold you badly, but I had to be patient; I couldn't do anything to risk your health. While in the NICU, you received 5 days of IV antibiotics, and they fed you through a feeding tube. You pulled your IV out several times over your 8-day stay, and you tugged your feeding tube from your nose a few times also. You definitely made your presence known. You're a fighter; strong; I hope you never lose that.
I held you for the first time on May 13, 2011. I was amazed; scared; relieved; joyful; excited; anxious. There was no doubt about how much I love you.
We brought you home on May 18, 2011. Your Daddy and I are looking forward to our new lives together. We want the best for you, and we love you more than words can say. Welcome home, Zachary.
Daddy and I checked in at the hospital Monday night at 6PM. At 9:35 PM, my water broke. By 10:30 PM, I started to feel contractions. Around 4:00 AM, the nurse gave me some pain medication, and I slept until 6:00 AM, when I awoke to MUCH stronger contractions. The doctor came in and checked me a few times throughout the morning, and by 9:30 AM I couldn't stand the pain any longer. My epidural was placed, and I continued to labor without pain for several hours. Around 6:00 PM, they prepped us for delivery. I began pushing, and we worked hard for an hour and a half to bring you into the world, but you had other plans.
Around 8:00 PM, they prepped us for a c-section. This would be my first major surgery. You were born with the umbilical cord around your neck, and you had a hard time breathing at first. You and I both had fever and an infection. They let me see you for only a moment, and they rushed you to the NICU while Daddy went with a nurse to tell our friends and family you'd arrived.
Once the surgery was complete, I was brought back to the room. Because of the fever we both had at delivery, I wasn't allowed to see you until 24 hours after my fever broke and my epidural was removed. Daddy got to see you in the NICU around 10:30 PM the night you were born and took pictures of you. I felt horrible about you being there, like it was all my fault, like I'd done something to make you sick. I wanted to hold you badly, but I had to be patient; I couldn't do anything to risk your health. While in the NICU, you received 5 days of IV antibiotics, and they fed you through a feeding tube. You pulled your IV out several times over your 8-day stay, and you tugged your feeding tube from your nose a few times also. You definitely made your presence known. You're a fighter; strong; I hope you never lose that.
I held you for the first time on May 13, 2011. I was amazed; scared; relieved; joyful; excited; anxious. There was no doubt about how much I love you.
We brought you home on May 18, 2011. Your Daddy and I are looking forward to our new lives together. We want the best for you, and we love you more than words can say. Welcome home, Zachary.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Slight Change In Plans
It seems that we will meet sooner than we thought! After the weekly check up on Wednesday, Doc decided we've milked this long enough, and you'll be brought into this world on Tuesday, May 10th. Doc plans to admit me Monday evening and prep me for induction Tuesday.
Today was a biophysical exam. I watched on screen as the sonogram tech checked hand and foot flexation, arm and leg movement, and head movement; I saw you practice breathing; I even saw a little hair on your head! The tech measured the amount of amniotic fluid. Everything was perfect except for your overall movement. Apparently you had stage fright. You wouldn't budge. She wiggled and poked you, running the transducer across my belly. I rolled onto my left side, then onto my right. She made me sit up for a while and lie down again. Still nothing. You were NOT going to participate.
Doc sent me downstairs to labor and delivery. I had to put on an ugly hospital gown and lie in a bed in one of the patient rooms. The nurse hooked me up to the NST monitor, and for an hour I had to press a button every time you moved while the two sensors attached to my belly monitored your heart rate and my uterus for contractions. I could hear your heart beat for an hour; it's a wonderful sound!
Everything turned out just fine. You're a very active and responsive baby, and I'm not having any contractions yet. And in FOUR days, I'll be able to hold you and tell you hello and I love you!
Today was a biophysical exam. I watched on screen as the sonogram tech checked hand and foot flexation, arm and leg movement, and head movement; I saw you practice breathing; I even saw a little hair on your head! The tech measured the amount of amniotic fluid. Everything was perfect except for your overall movement. Apparently you had stage fright. You wouldn't budge. She wiggled and poked you, running the transducer across my belly. I rolled onto my left side, then onto my right. She made me sit up for a while and lie down again. Still nothing. You were NOT going to participate.
Doc sent me downstairs to labor and delivery. I had to put on an ugly hospital gown and lie in a bed in one of the patient rooms. The nurse hooked me up to the NST monitor, and for an hour I had to press a button every time you moved while the two sensors attached to my belly monitored your heart rate and my uterus for contractions. I could hear your heart beat for an hour; it's a wonderful sound!
Everything turned out just fine. You're a very active and responsive baby, and I'm not having any contractions yet. And in FOUR days, I'll be able to hold you and tell you hello and I love you!
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
37 Weeks & 1 Day
But who's counting?
Had an interesting day. Went to the doctor's office for the weekly check-up. Last week, he said I was effaced. This week? I'm dilated 1 cm. You are ON THE WAY kid! And after the sonogram, I found out that you weigh 7 lbs 11 oz! That was MY birth weight! Whew! We've still got 3 weeks to go, baby, I hope you're not a 10-pounder!
I'm very uncomfortable lately. I haven't had any contractions as far as I can tell, but if I stand in the kitchen more than 10 minutes, my lower back starts to hurt. I'm frustrated because I can't do much around the house, and I'm here alone all week while Daddy works. I do a little bit at a time, but my feet swell and hurt and I have to lie down for a while.
I never thought I'd miss grocery shopping, but I do. I haven't gone to a store since March 16th. Some visitors would be welcome around here. Daddy will be home tomorrow; I always feel better when he's here. Last weekend he put your car seat in my truck. I talked to him today after the doctor's appointment, and he is SO excited! We're ready to bring you home!
Had an interesting day. Went to the doctor's office for the weekly check-up. Last week, he said I was effaced. This week? I'm dilated 1 cm. You are ON THE WAY kid! And after the sonogram, I found out that you weigh 7 lbs 11 oz! That was MY birth weight! Whew! We've still got 3 weeks to go, baby, I hope you're not a 10-pounder!
I'm very uncomfortable lately. I haven't had any contractions as far as I can tell, but if I stand in the kitchen more than 10 minutes, my lower back starts to hurt. I'm frustrated because I can't do much around the house, and I'm here alone all week while Daddy works. I do a little bit at a time, but my feet swell and hurt and I have to lie down for a while.
I never thought I'd miss grocery shopping, but I do. I haven't gone to a store since March 16th. Some visitors would be welcome around here. Daddy will be home tomorrow; I always feel better when he's here. Last weekend he put your car seat in my truck. I talked to him today after the doctor's appointment, and he is SO excited! We're ready to bring you home!
Monday, April 11, 2011
Wiggle-worm!
You're moving around right now, making me a little bit uncomfortable, but I know soon enough I'll miss this. 5 more weeks until we meet. I can't wait!
I finished putting your changing table together this weekend, and your Daddy and I moved it into your room. Loki thought it was for him, of course, and slept on it for a week while it was in the living room. I think he's missing it now, but he'll get over it.
I've started gathering things to pack in the hospital bag; I hope to get that done this weekend, just in case!
We see the doctor Wednesday. He'll start checking to see if I'm dialated at each visit from now through the end. I hope I don't go into labor until your Daddy's home, but if it does happen, you and I will try to hold off until he can drive to be with us. He's only 2 hours away. I think we can do it.
I haven't finished your mobile yet. I feel like I have so much to do and no time to do it, but I just don't have a lot of energy when work is done for the day. I'm trying to rest with my feet up as much as possible like the doctor said to do, but these chores are nagging at me.
I've been writing in your baby book. I look forward to adding more to it once you're here with us.
We love you.
I finished putting your changing table together this weekend, and your Daddy and I moved it into your room. Loki thought it was for him, of course, and slept on it for a week while it was in the living room. I think he's missing it now, but he'll get over it.
I've started gathering things to pack in the hospital bag; I hope to get that done this weekend, just in case!
We see the doctor Wednesday. He'll start checking to see if I'm dialated at each visit from now through the end. I hope I don't go into labor until your Daddy's home, but if it does happen, you and I will try to hold off until he can drive to be with us. He's only 2 hours away. I think we can do it.
I haven't finished your mobile yet. I feel like I have so much to do and no time to do it, but I just don't have a lot of energy when work is done for the day. I'm trying to rest with my feet up as much as possible like the doctor said to do, but these chores are nagging at me.
I've been writing in your baby book. I look forward to adding more to it once you're here with us.
We love you.
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