Well, our three weeks as a family with no work responsibilities is coming to an end. :( Josh is going back to work tomorrow. I'm feeling a little depressed about it. I'm not nervous or anything, just sad that it's over now. It's like the day after Christmas... all the excitement is over and we're having to go back to our everyday life stuff. Oh well, it had to happen sooner or later, and I just keep reminding myself that it's not like he's never going to be home with us again. He DOES come home every night. :)
I start watching the boys again on Wednesday. I think I'm ready for it. Physically I feel fine... I don't really feel like I just gave birth to a 9 lb. baby two and a half weeks ago. There are only a few times a day that I can remember due to a body ache or something. Mentally I'm ready, as long as I keep reminding myself that I won't have them 24 hours a day. I'm still going to get time alone with Logan and Lelah. And I also keep reminding myself that I need to get back into the swing of things because I'm SOOOOO SICK OF A MESSY HOUSE! I'm anxious to have my routine back... get up, do laundry, clean kitchen, clean up dining/living room, etc. Without having any kind of obligations, I've been not doing any of that stuff regularly... and trust me, my house is proof. :( I think Logan has missed Jameson quite a bit, and I think it'll be good for him to have a buddy to play with again.
As I type this, Josh is outside planting our garden... I know, I know, it's way too late in the year for that. But really, I don't care. It's something that has been on Joshs mind and he's really really been wanting to do it, so if we get just one piece of food from it, I think it'll be worth it to Josh. :) We have pea seeds planted, he's going to plant corn and pumpkins. Then we have romaine lettuce starts, tomato starts, cucumber starts and a bell pepper start (that actually has a bell pepper already on it!). I have great faith that we'll get more than one piece of food from this... and not just because there is a pepper on the pepper plant. Every grocery shopping trip we make we buy romaine lettuce, cucumber and bell pepper, so I think that this is a good thing. :)
Alright, that's it for me. I plan to post some pictures on my MySpace now.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Lelahs first 12 days (cont.)
Okay, so here is the rest of it...
July 14, 2008
Absolutely nothing came into mind for this day. I think Josh went into work today while the kids and I took a nap, but that's all I can think of. On the calendar I have written, "Jens guess for baby being born"... I guess she was wrong. :)
July 15, 2008
Today we had an appt. with Laura, and it was a good one. Lelah lost 6 ounces, but according to Laura, that's fine... it's normal for a baby to lose a half pound in the first week, so she's ahead of schedule. :) I lost a whopping 21 pounds!!! I was hoping for 9 pounds, but 21 is of course wayyyy better! Now lets just hope I can keep it off. ;) We also got ready for our camping trip that we will be leaving for tomorrow, Wednesday. Actually, Josh did most of the getting ready. I truthfully just sat most of the day and nursed Lelah. Oh, Sherre and her kids came over to meet Lelah, so that was a lot of what I did... visit with them. Josh did a fantastic job, and made wonderful chocolate chip cookies, muddy buddies and caramel corn!!!
July 16, 2008
This is a very important day. It's funny though, I didn't even realize until the next day what today was. Lelah was due today! But she was actually a whole week old... she's such a big girl! :) We left around elevenish to go camping at Canyon Creek. It was a very nice drive... Lelah slept the whole time, and Logan enjoyed watching The Jungle Book in Unci's truck. :)
July 17, 2008
We were camping today too. Logan spent a lot of the day playing in the river with daddy, and Lelah spent a lot of the day nursing... it's her favorite thing to do. :)
July 18, 2008
Today is the day that Unci and Papa came to camp. Logan was thrilled to see them, and truthfully, Josh and I were quite thrilled to have other adults to talk to besides eachother. :)
July 19, 2008
Today we are still camping... we went on a hike to our favorite area... Siouxon Creek. We hiked a total of three miles, to and from Horseshoe falls. Josh and I were so excited to show it to my mom... and Logan enjoyed the walk. :) Lelah slept the whole way up, but about 1/3 of the way down she decided that she wasn't happy to sleep any longer and was ready to eat. I tried to calm her down, so that I could just feed her once we got back to the car, but she wasn't going for it. I ended up nursing her while walking back to the car. It was quite the task to get her situated, but once she was latched on it was easier than it sounds. :)
July 20, 2008
Today we came home from camping... Josh, Logan and I were SOOOOO ready to. While we totally enjoyed the trip, we were all ready for our home. :) I'm not sure if Lelah even really noticed that anything was different. When we got home, we finally put the batteries in the swing, and boy does Lelah LOVE LOVE LOVE that! We don't really use it a whole lot, but when we need the break, it's sure nice that she loves it so much. :) Today her belly button also fell off. We've been waiting for that for a couple days now... it's been pretty gnarly looking. We went to Tricia and Joes house and visited with them for a couple hours, that was nice. Oh, today we used Logans wagon for the first time. He loved it... and Lelah didn't seem to mind it too much. Of course, she doesn't mind much when her tummy is full and she's asleep. :)
July 21, 2008
Today we went on a walk at Lake Sacajawea (I don't know if I spelled that right) with Sherre and the boys. We had to let Logan pee in the bushes three different times... we tried the bathroom, but he refused to use it because it was "Blah". :) I can't say that I blame him... and I'm kinda glad he wouldn't use it because I'm so scared he's going to touch something when we take him into those nasty bathrooms. I just think I could maybe get into trouble if I was caught helping him pee onto a tree in the middle of the most populated park area in town. :( Ah well, what can I say, he's potty training. :) We had borrowed Jen and Jeremys weed eater and air mattress, so we made plans this morning to return both things to them this evening. Jen called and told us that we were invited to dinner too if we'd like it. How in the heck can a person turn down Jeremys yummy tacos??? :) We had a nice visit there. Lelah puked the whole time we were there though... maybe sour stomach? I don't know, but I don't think she's puked that much ever. She seemed fine during the night though, so it must have just been a case of sour stomach.
Today
We don't really have any big plans for today. Josh is rototilling the back yard so he can plant some seeds, and some starts for a garden. It's his latest obsession... I'm nervous that it's too late, but it's keeping him busy, and happy, so whatever. It would be REALLY cool to have fresh vegetables... I love vegetables fresh from a garden.... MMMMM!
So that's it. I'll try to get on here at least every other day, but we'll see. :)
July 14, 2008
Absolutely nothing came into mind for this day. I think Josh went into work today while the kids and I took a nap, but that's all I can think of. On the calendar I have written, "Jens guess for baby being born"... I guess she was wrong. :)
July 15, 2008
Today we had an appt. with Laura, and it was a good one. Lelah lost 6 ounces, but according to Laura, that's fine... it's normal for a baby to lose a half pound in the first week, so she's ahead of schedule. :) I lost a whopping 21 pounds!!! I was hoping for 9 pounds, but 21 is of course wayyyy better! Now lets just hope I can keep it off. ;) We also got ready for our camping trip that we will be leaving for tomorrow, Wednesday. Actually, Josh did most of the getting ready. I truthfully just sat most of the day and nursed Lelah. Oh, Sherre and her kids came over to meet Lelah, so that was a lot of what I did... visit with them. Josh did a fantastic job, and made wonderful chocolate chip cookies, muddy buddies and caramel corn!!!
July 16, 2008
This is a very important day. It's funny though, I didn't even realize until the next day what today was. Lelah was due today! But she was actually a whole week old... she's such a big girl! :) We left around elevenish to go camping at Canyon Creek. It was a very nice drive... Lelah slept the whole time, and Logan enjoyed watching The Jungle Book in Unci's truck. :)
July 17, 2008
We were camping today too. Logan spent a lot of the day playing in the river with daddy, and Lelah spent a lot of the day nursing... it's her favorite thing to do. :)
July 18, 2008
Today is the day that Unci and Papa came to camp. Logan was thrilled to see them, and truthfully, Josh and I were quite thrilled to have other adults to talk to besides eachother. :)
July 19, 2008
Today we are still camping... we went on a hike to our favorite area... Siouxon Creek. We hiked a total of three miles, to and from Horseshoe falls. Josh and I were so excited to show it to my mom... and Logan enjoyed the walk. :) Lelah slept the whole way up, but about 1/3 of the way down she decided that she wasn't happy to sleep any longer and was ready to eat. I tried to calm her down, so that I could just feed her once we got back to the car, but she wasn't going for it. I ended up nursing her while walking back to the car. It was quite the task to get her situated, but once she was latched on it was easier than it sounds. :)
July 20, 2008
Today we came home from camping... Josh, Logan and I were SOOOOO ready to. While we totally enjoyed the trip, we were all ready for our home. :) I'm not sure if Lelah even really noticed that anything was different. When we got home, we finally put the batteries in the swing, and boy does Lelah LOVE LOVE LOVE that! We don't really use it a whole lot, but when we need the break, it's sure nice that she loves it so much. :) Today her belly button also fell off. We've been waiting for that for a couple days now... it's been pretty gnarly looking. We went to Tricia and Joes house and visited with them for a couple hours, that was nice. Oh, today we used Logans wagon for the first time. He loved it... and Lelah didn't seem to mind it too much. Of course, she doesn't mind much when her tummy is full and she's asleep. :)
July 21, 2008
Today we went on a walk at Lake Sacajawea (I don't know if I spelled that right) with Sherre and the boys. We had to let Logan pee in the bushes three different times... we tried the bathroom, but he refused to use it because it was "Blah". :) I can't say that I blame him... and I'm kinda glad he wouldn't use it because I'm so scared he's going to touch something when we take him into those nasty bathrooms. I just think I could maybe get into trouble if I was caught helping him pee onto a tree in the middle of the most populated park area in town. :( Ah well, what can I say, he's potty training. :) We had borrowed Jen and Jeremys weed eater and air mattress, so we made plans this morning to return both things to them this evening. Jen called and told us that we were invited to dinner too if we'd like it. How in the heck can a person turn down Jeremys yummy tacos??? :) We had a nice visit there. Lelah puked the whole time we were there though... maybe sour stomach? I don't know, but I don't think she's puked that much ever. She seemed fine during the night though, so it must have just been a case of sour stomach.
Today
We don't really have any big plans for today. Josh is rototilling the back yard so he can plant some seeds, and some starts for a garden. It's his latest obsession... I'm nervous that it's too late, but it's keeping him busy, and happy, so whatever. It would be REALLY cool to have fresh vegetables... I love vegetables fresh from a garden.... MMMMM!
So that's it. I'll try to get on here at least every other day, but we'll see. :)
Monday, July 21, 2008
Lelahs first 12 days
So it turns out that time flies even faster when you are the parent of two children! (Which by the way still sounds so weird for me to say!!!) I had to try to remember everything that has gone on in the last 12 days off the top of my head, so I'm sure that I've forgotten a ton... like for instance, who all has come to visit. :(
July 10th, 2008
Today Lelah was one whole day old. :) I feel really good, sore, but good. When Laurie called this morning to talk to Josh, she told him that she made a bit of a mistake by going to his work to get her coffee.... she was on the receiving end of the game of 20 questions, and couldn't get out of the drivethru fast enough. :) Everyone wanted to know if she was beautiful, how we were doing, etc. So, Josh and I decided that we should make the trip over there so everyone that was there could meet her. But first we went by Lauries work so that Vickie Hooper could meet her. On our way to Lauries office, one of the CNA's stopped me in the hall to talk about all of Lelahs beautiful dark hair. At one point she asked me if she was white. Yeah, I know, strange question, right? Everyone there loved her though, and Logan was proud as ever to let everyone know that this was "LaLa, my baby sisser." After that we went to Overhead Door, I wanted Aunt Char to meet miss Lelah, and of course Bob and Patty too. We stayed there for awhile, and then went to Starbucks. Everyone there loved her, and we stayed for quite awhile because we first were just visiting with Kayla, because she wasn't on the clock yet, and then we waited for Katie Petit to get back from a meeting, and then I had to feed Lelah. After that hour or so we went to Fred Meyer so we could get milk and stuff. While at Fred Meyer I got to tell two different people how old she was, and the checker was utterly amazed that I was out and about after only 36 hours. It made me feel good how much she thought I looked wonderful, and of course, everyone mentioned how beautiful Lelah was... and not a person missed how much beautiful dark hair she had. :) I was afraid that I had already overdone it a little, so we came home and all took a long nap. It was a good day. :)
July 11, 2008
I can't remember anything that happened today except that we went to the 49er for dinner with Grandma Muriel, Grandma Ruth, Chris and Laurie. Then afterwards we went to Lauries and just hung out. It was very nice... a lot of relaxing. :)
July 12, 2008
Mom and I made plans to go to the Farmers Market this morning. Tim called around 8 o'clock to see if I would mind bringing Lelah by Woods so she could introduce her to Janet. So, before the Farmers Market, mom, Logan, Lelah and I went there and Janet and her daughter got to meet Lelah. They were very impressed with her beautiful hair, and both seemed to really enjoy her. Logan, like always liked the inside a lot... there were lots of animal heads, and he is so intrigued by them. :) We went to the Farmers Market next and bought some fruit, but Lelah got hungry so we cut the trip short. Mom called me in the afternoon, after we had all taken a nap and asked if we wanted to go to Rainier Days with her and Tim, and if Josh, Logan, Lelah and I wanted to stay with her for the fireworks... of course, we didn't turn that offer down, so we went there around 7 o'clock. First mom and Tim came over and we all had pizza for dinner, and I decided that I really like Mug rootbeer. (Weird, I've never been a real fan, but I all the sudden like it a lot!) We had fun at Rainier Days, Lelah was able to get some sun for her jaundice, and I nursed her while I watched the festivities. It was fun. The fireworks were a lot nicer than the ones at the lake, and Lelah slept through them like they were nothing. Logan was quite impressed with them, but I think was just as impressed with the strawberry and whip cream covered funnel cake he shared with us. :) We parked a million miles away from the festivities though, and the walk back was quite tiring. Thank goodness Logan and Josh walked ahead, I don't know if I could have made it all the way up that damn hill! It took an hour to get out of Rainier, because there was a wreck on the bridge, and the traffic was quite amazing. It was fun though, and we will definitely be going back next year.
July 13, 2008
I can't think of anything that we did this day except we went to Tricia and Joes and visited with them the whole evening. It was nice... I really enjoyed it. Logan of course loved it because he loves Levi so much, Josh had a nice visit too, and I think Lelah could have cared less as long as she got to drink milk whenever she wanted. This is the first day that I realized that she is a bit of a piggy during the evening.
I think I'll finish the rest of what I've thought of tomorrow. :)
July 10th, 2008
Today Lelah was one whole day old. :) I feel really good, sore, but good. When Laurie called this morning to talk to Josh, she told him that she made a bit of a mistake by going to his work to get her coffee.... she was on the receiving end of the game of 20 questions, and couldn't get out of the drivethru fast enough. :) Everyone wanted to know if she was beautiful, how we were doing, etc. So, Josh and I decided that we should make the trip over there so everyone that was there could meet her. But first we went by Lauries work so that Vickie Hooper could meet her. On our way to Lauries office, one of the CNA's stopped me in the hall to talk about all of Lelahs beautiful dark hair. At one point she asked me if she was white. Yeah, I know, strange question, right? Everyone there loved her though, and Logan was proud as ever to let everyone know that this was "LaLa, my baby sisser." After that we went to Overhead Door, I wanted Aunt Char to meet miss Lelah, and of course Bob and Patty too. We stayed there for awhile, and then went to Starbucks. Everyone there loved her, and we stayed for quite awhile because we first were just visiting with Kayla, because she wasn't on the clock yet, and then we waited for Katie Petit to get back from a meeting, and then I had to feed Lelah. After that hour or so we went to Fred Meyer so we could get milk and stuff. While at Fred Meyer I got to tell two different people how old she was, and the checker was utterly amazed that I was out and about after only 36 hours. It made me feel good how much she thought I looked wonderful, and of course, everyone mentioned how beautiful Lelah was... and not a person missed how much beautiful dark hair she had. :) I was afraid that I had already overdone it a little, so we came home and all took a long nap. It was a good day. :)
July 11, 2008
I can't remember anything that happened today except that we went to the 49er for dinner with Grandma Muriel, Grandma Ruth, Chris and Laurie. Then afterwards we went to Lauries and just hung out. It was very nice... a lot of relaxing. :)
July 12, 2008
Mom and I made plans to go to the Farmers Market this morning. Tim called around 8 o'clock to see if I would mind bringing Lelah by Woods so she could introduce her to Janet. So, before the Farmers Market, mom, Logan, Lelah and I went there and Janet and her daughter got to meet Lelah. They were very impressed with her beautiful hair, and both seemed to really enjoy her. Logan, like always liked the inside a lot... there were lots of animal heads, and he is so intrigued by them. :) We went to the Farmers Market next and bought some fruit, but Lelah got hungry so we cut the trip short. Mom called me in the afternoon, after we had all taken a nap and asked if we wanted to go to Rainier Days with her and Tim, and if Josh, Logan, Lelah and I wanted to stay with her for the fireworks... of course, we didn't turn that offer down, so we went there around 7 o'clock. First mom and Tim came over and we all had pizza for dinner, and I decided that I really like Mug rootbeer. (Weird, I've never been a real fan, but I all the sudden like it a lot!) We had fun at Rainier Days, Lelah was able to get some sun for her jaundice, and I nursed her while I watched the festivities. It was fun. The fireworks were a lot nicer than the ones at the lake, and Lelah slept through them like they were nothing. Logan was quite impressed with them, but I think was just as impressed with the strawberry and whip cream covered funnel cake he shared with us. :) We parked a million miles away from the festivities though, and the walk back was quite tiring. Thank goodness Logan and Josh walked ahead, I don't know if I could have made it all the way up that damn hill! It took an hour to get out of Rainier, because there was a wreck on the bridge, and the traffic was quite amazing. It was fun though, and we will definitely be going back next year.
July 13, 2008
I can't think of anything that we did this day except we went to Tricia and Joes and visited with them the whole evening. It was nice... I really enjoyed it. Logan of course loved it because he loves Levi so much, Josh had a nice visit too, and I think Lelah could have cared less as long as she got to drink milk whenever she wanted. This is the first day that I realized that she is a bit of a piggy during the evening.
I think I'll finish the rest of what I've thought of tomorrow. :)
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Lelahs Birth Story
On Tuesday evening, I had an appointment with Laura the midwife at 7 pm. My mom, Logan and Laurie (my mother-in-law) came along. I was preparing myself for her to say that I hadn't progressed at all, and that I probably wouldn't be having the baby in the near future because I mentally have to do this preparation otherwise I go with too high of hopes. Anyway, she listened to the heartbeat (which sounded wonderful), she weighed me (and I gained so I was worried because she said that a lot of people lose the week they go into labor), and then she checked me. While she was checking me she asked me if "this" hurt, and I said no... she later told me that she was stretching my cervix all over the place, and she also stripped my membranes. I'm under the impression that a normal stipping of membranes is two sweeps, but she made it out to be a lot more than just two when she was showing us what she did. Anyway, she told me again that I'm "so tough" and that, like always, made me embarrassingly happy. Embarrassed because I don't know if she tells all patients that, but happy because I really wasn't lying when I said that I've felt a lot worse things. :) Anyway, she told me that I would get a lot of cramping from the stripping of the membranes, and oh, she also said when she pulled her fingers out and there was blood that the blood was a good thing because it meant, gosh, now I don't remember what it meant. Anyway, she said the blood was good... this is important for later in the story. So, back to the lots of cramping... I asked her if I could take some of the PN6 herb thingys if I did get lots of cramping, and she said that as long as I want to be up all night, she's up for it, to go ahead and take them. I left her office thrilled. She said that I was still about 75% effaced, but that it was my whole cervix, not just the bottom half that was soft. She said that last week when she checked me my cervix was a tight 4cm, meaning, it was definitely 4cm, but it couldn't be stretched. At the appt. it was a "very stretchy" 4cm. The head was low, everything seemed great.
Before we even got to Castle Rock, only about 10-15 minutes into our drive home I started getting some back pains... which is pretty normal considering that I had just been checked and even more normal (for me at least) because I had my membranes stripped. I mentioned it to the moms and they acknowledged it and we went on with our conversation. So, this was about 7:45 or 8:00 I think. Mom, Logan and I dropped Laurie off at her house and we went to Taco Time to eat dinner. While at dinner, I mentioned to my mom that I was having a lot of cramping, in my back and in the front like menstrual cramps. She asked me if they were contractions, and I immediately said "No, just pain" and then once I took a minute, I realized that the pain was coming and leaving in waves like contractions. This excited me even more than just the pain, which, I keep calling it pain, but I want to just mention that it was completely bearable. We ate dinner, and I tried talking my mom into taking a walk with me, but she wasn't going for it, so I was a little bummed. We finished dinner and then went back to my house where my moms car was... she left and I looked at my "to do if in labor list" and marked some stuff off... I unlocked the doors, turned on the porch light, emptied the washer and dryer, that kind of stuff. I think I might have did something on my MySpace, and maybe posted some stuff on Mothering, but I don't really recall. I do remember calling Laurie (who was in the room when I was checked and Laura told me when to take the PN6) to ask her if she understood that I was to take them if I was cramping. We agreed that that was what Laura had said, so I took one at 9 o'clock. I then called Josh. I called him to tell him that I thought I just might be in labor, and could he maybe come home a little earlier than he was scheduled... he wasn't going for it until I told him about the appointment and about how I was cramping pretty good, and that they were pretty consistantly 3 minutes apart. He said to call him back at 10ish, and he'd have more news of when he'd be able to come home. I called him at like 9:40 because being alone was just really killing me and I told him that I was going to get gas and then come pick him up. (He had ridden his bike to work, and it would have been an extra 20 minutes without him if I didn't just pick him and the bike up.) On my way to his work, I called Laura to see when we should call. I knew that with first time babies, you call when you can't "walk, talk or breathe through the contraction," but I didn't know if it was the same for second timers... you know, because it's supposed to be faster the second time. She told me the same thing as she did when I was asking this question of her when I was pregnant with Logan, but added, "Just whenever you feel like you need me." Which was funny to me because when I was in labor with Logan I never did feel like I needed her... I was so unsure of being in labor that I didn't even want Josh to call her. (And for those of you who don't know... I was at 8cm when she finally did get to our house) Anyway, I picked up Josh and told him what she said, and that I thought that we should just go by how he felt because I didn't think I had an accurate meter when it came to when she should come. And I never had any contractions with Logan where I truly couldn't walk, talk or breathe so I didn't feel like we could use that either. So, we went to get Logan some "coffee" (hot chocolate) because he'd been asking for it all day long and then went to the grocery store to pick up some orange juice and some toilet paper. We came home and then I think Josh and I played a game of "Hate and Discontent" while Logie watched a movie. Josh won the game... probably the best win he's ever had, and I told him that he couldn't really be that excited since I was maybe in labor, and he pretty much just took advantage of that. :) The contractions stayed steady through all of this, but really didn't seem to be progressing... especially not the way that I was hoping for them to. They still were so bearable that I could talk, and walk, and do anything I needed to without even having to concentrate that hard. It was just like menstrual cramps, or maybe diarrhea cramps. I was a little dissapointed. We went for a walk, and I squatted with each contraction, but by the end of the 8 block walk, I was even in a bad mood because they still were so mild. This was not how I wanted my labor to go... I wanted to know that I was in labor, and be thankful for the pains. But since I was dealing with them so easily, I was really afraid I was having another bout of false labor, and it was really pissing me off. We came home and decided to try and lay down. If it was false labor, I might as well go to sleep, and if it wasn't, maybe it would get moving while I was sleeping... or attempting it. I took another PN6 before I laid down. I did fall asleep, for about an hour. I woke up, went pee, and came back to the bed where I laid and timed the contractions. They were still consistantly 3 minutes apart and lasting a minute to a minute and a half. I took this as a good sign, but since I was still able to easily lay in bed, I was aggravated with the lack of pain and intensity. Around 2:10ish Laura called to check on me. She said that she was wondering what was going on since I called her at 10, and so I explained everything to her, and how I was afraid that it wasn't the real thing because they were so easy to deal with and because they weren't building in intensity as fast as I remembered them doing with Logan. She asked if there was much bleeding, and I told her that I was excited because there had been a TON of bloody mucus-looking stuff, which I took as a very good sign. She said to call her if anything changed from what was going on now and I said that I would. I was completely sure that she was at home thinking, "Wow, Melissa is so overreacting, this is nothing, and I can't believe that I woke up to waste my time on her." I was even more aggravated, but the contractions were enough to keep me awake, so I woke Josh and told him that I thought we should start preparing the house just in case. We moved some stuff around so that there would be room for the birthing tub and I made sure that the PN6 was upstairs, along with the camera, new tape for the camcorder, a bottle of water to keep drinking on, etc. I made Josh and I both a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and we decided that things were staying the same enough that we maybe could start filling the birthing tub. We sat on Logans bed while we watched it fill and ate our sandwiches. While Josh did stuff around the house that I couldn't really help with, I laid on Logans bed (he was in our room on one of the recliners sleeping) and watched the tub fill up and timed my contractions. They were getting a bit more painful, but I could still easily walk, talk and breathe through them... very easily, really. I soon realized that my hair was more than driving me crazy, so I called my mom (this was 3:15ish) and told her that I don't know what else she could do to kill time, but I really wanted her to come and braid my hair. (I know, this is completely ridiculous, but I wanted my mom here, and I had a reason for her... even if it was ridiculous and childish, I had a reason.) :) At 3:28 Laura called and asked how things were going. I told her that I was pretty sure that I was really in labor, because they had changed a bit, but nothing really too exciting... but I was pretty sure. She said then, "Well good, because I'm parking outside your back door." I totally panicked! I told her that I would be right down to get her, and threw my phone at Josh and told him to hurry up and call my mom, Laura was here and I knew she was here to break my water. I was so upset because I just knew that I wasn't far enough along in labor for her to be here, and that once she was here I would feel like there was a little clock ticking... I didn't want that feeling, and I didn't want her to have to wait all day for something to happen. Too late now though, she was outside my back door. I ran down the stairs, and welcomed into our home... which by the way, was not in the shape that I was wanting it to be when she came. I was planning on coming down to tidy up after the tub was full. While taking her up the stairs I had another contraction, but didn't miss a beat... I walked up the stairs and talked her ear off about how the evening had progressed. (This is the exact reason why I didn't want her to be at the house already... the pains were still so easy to deal with!) She told me that she had come because she was worried about the blood that I talked about, and didn't want to say anything on the phone to worry me. She said that when she talked to me I seemed way too relaxed and she was afraid that we were going to wait too long to call her. (She lives 35 minutes from our house) In my head, I was like, "She's going to be so irritated when she realizes we weren't being too relaxed..." She checked me, and informed me I was at 8 cm! She told me that when I was having the next contraction, she wanted to break my water, was that okay? Josh and I both stalled, and so when I told her I was having one, she did it. Holy cow did that feel good! I don't remember there being such an intense release of pressure when she did it with Logan, but wow, it felt good this time!!! We showed her Lelahs nursery Josh took one last standing picture of me pregnant and then I got into the birthing tub. She broke my water at 3:40 am on July 9th by the way. She had told us that things would progress fast once she did that, so Josh called his mom and sister so they could get moving. I thought that the contractions would get pretty unbearable once she broke my water, which is why I didn't say anything about if I was okay with her breaking my water or not, but they surprisingly weren't bad. I mean, they were a lot more like "real" contractions, but I could still talk through them. I joked with Laurie, Joni, my mom, Josh and Laura through them, I walked to the bathroom through them, I was happy through them. It was really quite amazing. Nothing like my contractions with Logan. What also amazed me was that they spaced out. I thought that once she broke my water they would get closer together, but they actually spaced out to closer to 6 minutes apart instead of the 3 that I had been experiencing all night. Laura laid on the bed while everyone stood around visiting, it was really nice. Soon they started to get more intense, and everyone but Laura and Josh left the room. They still weren't awful, they just took more concentration to get through, and I appreciated the time between them a lot more than I had been up until now. Laurie and my mom wanted coffee, and they realized that we had no creamer, so my mom ran to the store and Laurie and Joni just hung out downstairs. Around 5 o'clock the contractions started getting really intense. I had Josh doing counterpressure on my back (which is what totally saved me with laboring with Logan) and when that didn't cut it I had him do the acupressure thing on the bottom of my foot. I don't know if the acupressure helped or if it was just how easy it was to concentrate on the pressure on my foot, but it helped a ton. I remembered reading in "Spiritual Midwifery" about keeping your eyes open and concentrating on one thing... a lot of the birthing stories in that book talked of concentrating on the same thing every contraction. I didn't do that. I concentrated on something different each one. Some of the things I concentrated on were the latch on the window, the bubbles coming from one of the fish on the pools mouth, a chip in the paint, etc. Random things... it was funny though, I never shared with Josh what I was doing, so he was constantly getting in my line of site. It wasn't a big deal though, I would just find something else. Around 5:45 Laura asked me to push with a contraction... it was awful. It was so awful! I told her I didn't want to do that again, and she told me that I had a lip of cervix that she could easily push out of the way and that the baby was so low, I would have her in no time if I just pushed. I didn't want to though. She said that was fine, and that we could just wait. After a few more contractions she checked me again and said the lip was gone and had me push at her hand... again, I didn't like it. She told us that the babies head was so close that it would be out with two or three contractions and me pushing. This is when we decided to call Laurie, Joni and my mom to come upstairs. They came upstairs and with the next contraction Laura had me push again. This is where reality and what I thought was reality really part ways. I was SURE that she was stretching me to the outer edges of the pool... and I BEGGED her to stop... "PLEASE STOP, IT HURTS SO BAD!!!" Josh just said to her, "Laura???" and Laura said to him, "She's got to push Josh, the head is right there." Apparently Josh thought she was the cause of the absolute torture I was feeling also, but after watching the video she was doing nothing but supporting my perineum and it was the babys head that was causing all the pain. For some reason neither Josh nor I believed her. Anyway, she told us again, after the contraction that it was right there, and told Josh to get into the tub if he was going to catch the baby. I was pretty sure she was lying, but didn't have the energy to question what the hell was going on and mention how utterly miserable I was feeling, and that I felt like there was a giant, 20 lb. watermelon pushing to get out. She told me that I needed to push through the pain and that the baby would come out. I didn't believe her again. (I do need to mention here that I don't understand any of these thoughts. There aren't many people in this world that I respect and admire as much as I do Laura, so it makes absolutely no sense to me...) Josh got in the tub as he was told and I sat through I think two or three contractions. My mom questioned Laura about it, something like, "Is she hiding her contractions again?" and Laura, being the ever-wonderful and patient person she is said to my mom, "No, she's not hiding them, she's just waiting for a strong enough one to push with." In my head I was thinking, "I'm glad she believes that because I'm not pushing ever again!" About then another contraction started and I had no choice... my uterus was pushing even if I had made the decision not to... and it hurt a hell of a lot more to let it push her head against the birth canal while I just sat there than it did when I had something to concentrate on... like pushing. So I pushed. Laura must have known from what I looked like down there because she started showering me with praise and telling me that the head was right there and that it was crowning (????... again, I didn't believe her... it just felt like a whole hell of a lot of pressure to me) and all the sudden, "The head is out!" Holy cow, I couldn't believe it... she told me then to take a deep breath and push again and the body would come... I remember thinking, "A deep breath!?!?... screw that, I'm pushing!" I pushed again, and out came her body. "Oh my God! That feels so good!" is what I said about that, while everyone else was oohing and awing over my beautiful baby girl. I sat there, on my knees, draped over the side of the pool for what felt like forever while I listened to her crying (which I did care about... even if it didn't seem like it after my last outloud comment) and about how she looked... everyone kept talking about her hair and how much there was, I wanted to see her so bad, but I just couldn't move. I was like on sensory overload down there or something. It felt like I sat there just listening for an eternity, but I don't think it was even a minute before they started talking about how to get her around to me. I then decided I didn't want to hold my baby for the first time on my hands and knees, so I started to move to sit on my bottom. She was beautiful! Her head was soooo full of black hair I could hardly believe it, and she was COVERED in vernix. I felt so much more with it then I did with Logan... so much more thankful that she was there, and crying, and that she was letting the world know that she wasn't happy to have joined us. :) She was born at 6:10am on July 9, 2008, after I say, three pushes. I don't think the other ones really counted because the three were the only ones that I really gave my all. We waited for the cord to stop pulsing, and while waiting, Lelah didn't miss a second to fill with her loud cries... and Aunt Joni and Grandma Laurie didn't miss a second to fill with pictures. It was wonderful... really really wonderful. Once the cord stopped pulsing, Laura clamped it and Josh cut it... Laura handed her to Josh and started trying to get my placenta to come out... it came out in one push, and again, it felt like such a relief! Soon after the placenta was delivered Laura weighed her and she was 9 lbs! She measured 22 inches long... just like Logan, and she was still crying through all of this. :) This is funny to me because she's so mellow now... and Logan was so quiet when he was born, and has since those first moments after birth been one really loud boy. :)
I have to say that the laboring was easier than I could have ever dreamed of. I really feel that I only labored hard for an hour, and the fact that I pushed her out in three pushes is absolutely amazing to me. I'm not half as sore as I was after Logan, and I didn't pass out even once... compared to the four times I did with Logan. I feel wonderful, she's beautiful, and I'm so happy with everything.
Before we even got to Castle Rock, only about 10-15 minutes into our drive home I started getting some back pains... which is pretty normal considering that I had just been checked and even more normal (for me at least) because I had my membranes stripped. I mentioned it to the moms and they acknowledged it and we went on with our conversation. So, this was about 7:45 or 8:00 I think. Mom, Logan and I dropped Laurie off at her house and we went to Taco Time to eat dinner. While at dinner, I mentioned to my mom that I was having a lot of cramping, in my back and in the front like menstrual cramps. She asked me if they were contractions, and I immediately said "No, just pain" and then once I took a minute, I realized that the pain was coming and leaving in waves like contractions. This excited me even more than just the pain, which, I keep calling it pain, but I want to just mention that it was completely bearable. We ate dinner, and I tried talking my mom into taking a walk with me, but she wasn't going for it, so I was a little bummed. We finished dinner and then went back to my house where my moms car was... she left and I looked at my "to do if in labor list" and marked some stuff off... I unlocked the doors, turned on the porch light, emptied the washer and dryer, that kind of stuff. I think I might have did something on my MySpace, and maybe posted some stuff on Mothering, but I don't really recall. I do remember calling Laurie (who was in the room when I was checked and Laura told me when to take the PN6) to ask her if she understood that I was to take them if I was cramping. We agreed that that was what Laura had said, so I took one at 9 o'clock. I then called Josh. I called him to tell him that I thought I just might be in labor, and could he maybe come home a little earlier than he was scheduled... he wasn't going for it until I told him about the appointment and about how I was cramping pretty good, and that they were pretty consistantly 3 minutes apart. He said to call him back at 10ish, and he'd have more news of when he'd be able to come home. I called him at like 9:40 because being alone was just really killing me and I told him that I was going to get gas and then come pick him up. (He had ridden his bike to work, and it would have been an extra 20 minutes without him if I didn't just pick him and the bike up.) On my way to his work, I called Laura to see when we should call. I knew that with first time babies, you call when you can't "walk, talk or breathe through the contraction," but I didn't know if it was the same for second timers... you know, because it's supposed to be faster the second time. She told me the same thing as she did when I was asking this question of her when I was pregnant with Logan, but added, "Just whenever you feel like you need me." Which was funny to me because when I was in labor with Logan I never did feel like I needed her... I was so unsure of being in labor that I didn't even want Josh to call her. (And for those of you who don't know... I was at 8cm when she finally did get to our house) Anyway, I picked up Josh and told him what she said, and that I thought that we should just go by how he felt because I didn't think I had an accurate meter when it came to when she should come. And I never had any contractions with Logan where I truly couldn't walk, talk or breathe so I didn't feel like we could use that either. So, we went to get Logan some "coffee" (hot chocolate) because he'd been asking for it all day long and then went to the grocery store to pick up some orange juice and some toilet paper. We came home and then I think Josh and I played a game of "Hate and Discontent" while Logie watched a movie. Josh won the game... probably the best win he's ever had, and I told him that he couldn't really be that excited since I was maybe in labor, and he pretty much just took advantage of that. :) The contractions stayed steady through all of this, but really didn't seem to be progressing... especially not the way that I was hoping for them to. They still were so bearable that I could talk, and walk, and do anything I needed to without even having to concentrate that hard. It was just like menstrual cramps, or maybe diarrhea cramps. I was a little dissapointed. We went for a walk, and I squatted with each contraction, but by the end of the 8 block walk, I was even in a bad mood because they still were so mild. This was not how I wanted my labor to go... I wanted to know that I was in labor, and be thankful for the pains. But since I was dealing with them so easily, I was really afraid I was having another bout of false labor, and it was really pissing me off. We came home and decided to try and lay down. If it was false labor, I might as well go to sleep, and if it wasn't, maybe it would get moving while I was sleeping... or attempting it. I took another PN6 before I laid down. I did fall asleep, for about an hour. I woke up, went pee, and came back to the bed where I laid and timed the contractions. They were still consistantly 3 minutes apart and lasting a minute to a minute and a half. I took this as a good sign, but since I was still able to easily lay in bed, I was aggravated with the lack of pain and intensity. Around 2:10ish Laura called to check on me. She said that she was wondering what was going on since I called her at 10, and so I explained everything to her, and how I was afraid that it wasn't the real thing because they were so easy to deal with and because they weren't building in intensity as fast as I remembered them doing with Logan. She asked if there was much bleeding, and I told her that I was excited because there had been a TON of bloody mucus-looking stuff, which I took as a very good sign. She said to call her if anything changed from what was going on now and I said that I would. I was completely sure that she was at home thinking, "Wow, Melissa is so overreacting, this is nothing, and I can't believe that I woke up to waste my time on her." I was even more aggravated, but the contractions were enough to keep me awake, so I woke Josh and told him that I thought we should start preparing the house just in case. We moved some stuff around so that there would be room for the birthing tub and I made sure that the PN6 was upstairs, along with the camera, new tape for the camcorder, a bottle of water to keep drinking on, etc. I made Josh and I both a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and we decided that things were staying the same enough that we maybe could start filling the birthing tub. We sat on Logans bed while we watched it fill and ate our sandwiches. While Josh did stuff around the house that I couldn't really help with, I laid on Logans bed (he was in our room on one of the recliners sleeping) and watched the tub fill up and timed my contractions. They were getting a bit more painful, but I could still easily walk, talk and breathe through them... very easily, really. I soon realized that my hair was more than driving me crazy, so I called my mom (this was 3:15ish) and told her that I don't know what else she could do to kill time, but I really wanted her to come and braid my hair. (I know, this is completely ridiculous, but I wanted my mom here, and I had a reason for her... even if it was ridiculous and childish, I had a reason.) :) At 3:28 Laura called and asked how things were going. I told her that I was pretty sure that I was really in labor, because they had changed a bit, but nothing really too exciting... but I was pretty sure. She said then, "Well good, because I'm parking outside your back door." I totally panicked! I told her that I would be right down to get her, and threw my phone at Josh and told him to hurry up and call my mom, Laura was here and I knew she was here to break my water. I was so upset because I just knew that I wasn't far enough along in labor for her to be here, and that once she was here I would feel like there was a little clock ticking... I didn't want that feeling, and I didn't want her to have to wait all day for something to happen. Too late now though, she was outside my back door. I ran down the stairs, and welcomed into our home... which by the way, was not in the shape that I was wanting it to be when she came. I was planning on coming down to tidy up after the tub was full. While taking her up the stairs I had another contraction, but didn't miss a beat... I walked up the stairs and talked her ear off about how the evening had progressed. (This is the exact reason why I didn't want her to be at the house already... the pains were still so easy to deal with!) She told me that she had come because she was worried about the blood that I talked about, and didn't want to say anything on the phone to worry me. She said that when she talked to me I seemed way too relaxed and she was afraid that we were going to wait too long to call her. (She lives 35 minutes from our house) In my head, I was like, "She's going to be so irritated when she realizes we weren't being too relaxed..." She checked me, and informed me I was at 8 cm! She told me that when I was having the next contraction, she wanted to break my water, was that okay? Josh and I both stalled, and so when I told her I was having one, she did it. Holy cow did that feel good! I don't remember there being such an intense release of pressure when she did it with Logan, but wow, it felt good this time!!! We showed her Lelahs nursery Josh took one last standing picture of me pregnant and then I got into the birthing tub. She broke my water at 3:40 am on July 9th by the way. She had told us that things would progress fast once she did that, so Josh called his mom and sister so they could get moving. I thought that the contractions would get pretty unbearable once she broke my water, which is why I didn't say anything about if I was okay with her breaking my water or not, but they surprisingly weren't bad. I mean, they were a lot more like "real" contractions, but I could still talk through them. I joked with Laurie, Joni, my mom, Josh and Laura through them, I walked to the bathroom through them, I was happy through them. It was really quite amazing. Nothing like my contractions with Logan. What also amazed me was that they spaced out. I thought that once she broke my water they would get closer together, but they actually spaced out to closer to 6 minutes apart instead of the 3 that I had been experiencing all night. Laura laid on the bed while everyone stood around visiting, it was really nice. Soon they started to get more intense, and everyone but Laura and Josh left the room. They still weren't awful, they just took more concentration to get through, and I appreciated the time between them a lot more than I had been up until now. Laurie and my mom wanted coffee, and they realized that we had no creamer, so my mom ran to the store and Laurie and Joni just hung out downstairs. Around 5 o'clock the contractions started getting really intense. I had Josh doing counterpressure on my back (which is what totally saved me with laboring with Logan) and when that didn't cut it I had him do the acupressure thing on the bottom of my foot. I don't know if the acupressure helped or if it was just how easy it was to concentrate on the pressure on my foot, but it helped a ton. I remembered reading in "Spiritual Midwifery" about keeping your eyes open and concentrating on one thing... a lot of the birthing stories in that book talked of concentrating on the same thing every contraction. I didn't do that. I concentrated on something different each one. Some of the things I concentrated on were the latch on the window, the bubbles coming from one of the fish on the pools mouth, a chip in the paint, etc. Random things... it was funny though, I never shared with Josh what I was doing, so he was constantly getting in my line of site. It wasn't a big deal though, I would just find something else. Around 5:45 Laura asked me to push with a contraction... it was awful. It was so awful! I told her I didn't want to do that again, and she told me that I had a lip of cervix that she could easily push out of the way and that the baby was so low, I would have her in no time if I just pushed. I didn't want to though. She said that was fine, and that we could just wait. After a few more contractions she checked me again and said the lip was gone and had me push at her hand... again, I didn't like it. She told us that the babies head was so close that it would be out with two or three contractions and me pushing. This is when we decided to call Laurie, Joni and my mom to come upstairs. They came upstairs and with the next contraction Laura had me push again. This is where reality and what I thought was reality really part ways. I was SURE that she was stretching me to the outer edges of the pool... and I BEGGED her to stop... "PLEASE STOP, IT HURTS SO BAD!!!" Josh just said to her, "Laura???" and Laura said to him, "She's got to push Josh, the head is right there." Apparently Josh thought she was the cause of the absolute torture I was feeling also, but after watching the video she was doing nothing but supporting my perineum and it was the babys head that was causing all the pain. For some reason neither Josh nor I believed her. Anyway, she told us again, after the contraction that it was right there, and told Josh to get into the tub if he was going to catch the baby. I was pretty sure she was lying, but didn't have the energy to question what the hell was going on and mention how utterly miserable I was feeling, and that I felt like there was a giant, 20 lb. watermelon pushing to get out. She told me that I needed to push through the pain and that the baby would come out. I didn't believe her again. (I do need to mention here that I don't understand any of these thoughts. There aren't many people in this world that I respect and admire as much as I do Laura, so it makes absolutely no sense to me...) Josh got in the tub as he was told and I sat through I think two or three contractions. My mom questioned Laura about it, something like, "Is she hiding her contractions again?" and Laura, being the ever-wonderful and patient person she is said to my mom, "No, she's not hiding them, she's just waiting for a strong enough one to push with." In my head I was thinking, "I'm glad she believes that because I'm not pushing ever again!" About then another contraction started and I had no choice... my uterus was pushing even if I had made the decision not to... and it hurt a hell of a lot more to let it push her head against the birth canal while I just sat there than it did when I had something to concentrate on... like pushing. So I pushed. Laura must have known from what I looked like down there because she started showering me with praise and telling me that the head was right there and that it was crowning (????... again, I didn't believe her... it just felt like a whole hell of a lot of pressure to me) and all the sudden, "The head is out!" Holy cow, I couldn't believe it... she told me then to take a deep breath and push again and the body would come... I remember thinking, "A deep breath!?!?... screw that, I'm pushing!" I pushed again, and out came her body. "Oh my God! That feels so good!" is what I said about that, while everyone else was oohing and awing over my beautiful baby girl. I sat there, on my knees, draped over the side of the pool for what felt like forever while I listened to her crying (which I did care about... even if it didn't seem like it after my last outloud comment) and about how she looked... everyone kept talking about her hair and how much there was, I wanted to see her so bad, but I just couldn't move. I was like on sensory overload down there or something. It felt like I sat there just listening for an eternity, but I don't think it was even a minute before they started talking about how to get her around to me. I then decided I didn't want to hold my baby for the first time on my hands and knees, so I started to move to sit on my bottom. She was beautiful! Her head was soooo full of black hair I could hardly believe it, and she was COVERED in vernix. I felt so much more with it then I did with Logan... so much more thankful that she was there, and crying, and that she was letting the world know that she wasn't happy to have joined us. :) She was born at 6:10am on July 9, 2008, after I say, three pushes. I don't think the other ones really counted because the three were the only ones that I really gave my all. We waited for the cord to stop pulsing, and while waiting, Lelah didn't miss a second to fill with her loud cries... and Aunt Joni and Grandma Laurie didn't miss a second to fill with pictures. It was wonderful... really really wonderful. Once the cord stopped pulsing, Laura clamped it and Josh cut it... Laura handed her to Josh and started trying to get my placenta to come out... it came out in one push, and again, it felt like such a relief! Soon after the placenta was delivered Laura weighed her and she was 9 lbs! She measured 22 inches long... just like Logan, and she was still crying through all of this. :) This is funny to me because she's so mellow now... and Logan was so quiet when he was born, and has since those first moments after birth been one really loud boy. :)
I have to say that the laboring was easier than I could have ever dreamed of. I really feel that I only labored hard for an hour, and the fact that I pushed her out in three pushes is absolutely amazing to me. I'm not half as sore as I was after Logan, and I didn't pass out even once... compared to the four times I did with Logan. I feel wonderful, she's beautiful, and I'm so happy with everything.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Midwife Appt. & Jonis Wedding
I had my appointment with Laura on Wednesday. When she checked me she said that I was at 4cm, was 75% effaced and that the baby was between 0 and +1. So I had progressed in all areas... I was pretty thrilled. She told me that my bag of waters was bulging, and that she was afraid to touch it because she might break it. That really got me thrilled!!! So, we went ahead and did the belly cast that I was debating on waiting to do because she was pretty sure that I wouldn't make it to Jonis wedding. The cast was a ton of fun, and was really impressive how it was made. I really loved having it done!!! At the appointment, right after she checked me, I was getting undressed and Joni and Brittney were out of the room (from the check) and Laura and I were talking about the cast. She told me that belly casting was something she thought I could do and that she'd like to teach me so that I could do it for her patients that were interested. She told me that she wants to teach me this stuff because she wants to see me every week after the baby is born because I "inspire" her. This was the best news of the day! I had been told that I had progressed when I was sure I hadn't, that I would almost nodoubtably be having the baby before my next appointment and I was having a belly cast done, but the most exciting thing was that I inspire her. I think it's one of the best compliments I've ever gotten... I felt soooooo good! I'm so excited that I really might get to be a part of her midwifery "thing" because there is nothing in the world that I am more interested in. It makes me really excited to think that I might have a part of it! Yay! Anyway, so when we were all done with the cast and my appointment, she gave me a little packet of PN6 which is an herb like 5W's (from what I've read on the internet) that I was to take if my water broke. I guess they were supposed to get my contractions moving along. She told me that if my water didn't break, and that if I was up to it, and had actually made it to Sunday, to call her and then I could take them. She also told me that she really didn't think I'd make it till next week, but that we should set an appointment just in case.... so we did. I have an appointment on Tuesday night at 7pm. I'm anxious to see if I've progressed any since then because I've done nothing but work since I left her freaking office. :) Wednesday night we walked 1/2 or maybe even 3/4 of the lake... and I really power walked. It was me, Joni, Crystal, Tricia, and Levi... oh, and Max too. Then on Thursday I did the same thing, but with my mom. It was more of a leisurely walk, but I still got some pretty good contractions, and I squatted with them. Friday I did nothing but work all day at Lauries getting the carport ready for the reception. And then yesterday, after the wedding we booked it to Lauries where we finished everything for the reception. Poor Laurie really hurt her knee, so I did a lot of running around. I'm sure I would have done just as much, but man, I'm really worried about her poor knee! It looked pretty bad. :( I forgot to mention that Wednesday I was so sure that I was in labor after the walk at the lake. Towards the end of the walk I started having painful contractions... they would start as just a really intense tightening in my whole stomach, and then slowly, my abdomen would start aching, with ever building intensity and then my back would start too. It was like menstrual cramps, but they built with intensity. They would last about a minute or so, and they were about 4 minutes apart for 3 hours... but then they petered out. I was soooo bummed!!!
Well, yesterday Joni and Jason got married. The actual wedding was really miserable. I mean, it would have been absolutely BEAUTIFUL had it not been raining horizontally. By the time the wedding actually got moving we were soaking wet... literally, I'm not exagerating. You could see the hair on Joshs chest through his shirt because he was so wet and Logans shirt had turned pretty see-through also. The wedding didn't last very long, but it was long enough that Logan had to pee half way through. He came up to me and told me "I pee mama!" I told him that it would just be a minute, could he please just wait... "Mo! I pee!" So I told him to go over "there" and do it (by the dunes). I asked Crystal to follow him but they both came back and he was crying (this is where it was kinda nice how horrible the weather was because nobody heard him but me apparently), "Mo, you! I pee!" So I gave my flowers to Vanessa and I took him up to the dunes, which by the way were only about 10 yards from the wedding, and he peed. I felt horrible... all I could think was that Joni would be so mad at me for not staying where I was supposed to with all the other girls, and that I let my son pee at her wedding. But when I told her about it she thought it was hilarious, so that's good. :)
So, I made it to the wedding, my water didn't break, and everything was fine. Chris was having a really hard time with me going... he was so sure that I was going to go into labor. He's so funny. The reception was beautiful... we did such a nice job on the carport! I'm quite impressed with us really. :) Josh and I stayed until about 12:30. I was so tired though, and they weren't really doing much... most everyone was gone but the ones that were there to totally get wasted. So we left. Oh, earlier that night my mom took Logan home, so that was nice. He totally reaked havoc on poor Lauries house this weekend... it was nice to have him gone so I didn't have to constantly be worried about what he was doing that he shouldn't. :(
Josh and I stayed in bed until 11:00 this morning. It felt so good! I didn't sleep for all that time, but it was nice to not have any obligations and nobody asking for juice or a movie or for food. I really feel like I've caught up on the lack of sleep that has been building for the last week or so. Today our plan is to go up to Lauries and help tear down what we worked so hard to do on Friday. But that's okay, I think it should be pretty simple... we're throwing a lot of it away I'm assuming, so it shouldn't be too difficult of a job. We had talked about going on a hike with Joni and Jason, to help maybe get labor moving, but I'm really afraid that it might help labor get started, but that we'll be an hour up the Lewis River. I can totally handle the hiking out, but the drive sounds torturous! We'll see. I'm not sure they will feel up to it after cleaning Lauries, and I don't really know we'll have time after that either.
Alright, that's it for me. Hopefully next time I blog it will be to tell you Lelahs birth story. But no worries, my plan is to not wait just for that. :) I'm sure something is bound to happen worth blogging about before then.
Well, yesterday Joni and Jason got married. The actual wedding was really miserable. I mean, it would have been absolutely BEAUTIFUL had it not been raining horizontally. By the time the wedding actually got moving we were soaking wet... literally, I'm not exagerating. You could see the hair on Joshs chest through his shirt because he was so wet and Logans shirt had turned pretty see-through also. The wedding didn't last very long, but it was long enough that Logan had to pee half way through. He came up to me and told me "I pee mama!" I told him that it would just be a minute, could he please just wait... "Mo! I pee!" So I told him to go over "there" and do it (by the dunes). I asked Crystal to follow him but they both came back and he was crying (this is where it was kinda nice how horrible the weather was because nobody heard him but me apparently), "Mo, you! I pee!" So I gave my flowers to Vanessa and I took him up to the dunes, which by the way were only about 10 yards from the wedding, and he peed. I felt horrible... all I could think was that Joni would be so mad at me for not staying where I was supposed to with all the other girls, and that I let my son pee at her wedding. But when I told her about it she thought it was hilarious, so that's good. :)
So, I made it to the wedding, my water didn't break, and everything was fine. Chris was having a really hard time with me going... he was so sure that I was going to go into labor. He's so funny. The reception was beautiful... we did such a nice job on the carport! I'm quite impressed with us really. :) Josh and I stayed until about 12:30. I was so tired though, and they weren't really doing much... most everyone was gone but the ones that were there to totally get wasted. So we left. Oh, earlier that night my mom took Logan home, so that was nice. He totally reaked havoc on poor Lauries house this weekend... it was nice to have him gone so I didn't have to constantly be worried about what he was doing that he shouldn't. :(
Josh and I stayed in bed until 11:00 this morning. It felt so good! I didn't sleep for all that time, but it was nice to not have any obligations and nobody asking for juice or a movie or for food. I really feel like I've caught up on the lack of sleep that has been building for the last week or so. Today our plan is to go up to Lauries and help tear down what we worked so hard to do on Friday. But that's okay, I think it should be pretty simple... we're throwing a lot of it away I'm assuming, so it shouldn't be too difficult of a job. We had talked about going on a hike with Joni and Jason, to help maybe get labor moving, but I'm really afraid that it might help labor get started, but that we'll be an hour up the Lewis River. I can totally handle the hiking out, but the drive sounds torturous! We'll see. I'm not sure they will feel up to it after cleaning Lauries, and I don't really know we'll have time after that either.
Alright, that's it for me. Hopefully next time I blog it will be to tell you Lelahs birth story. But no worries, my plan is to not wait just for that. :) I'm sure something is bound to happen worth blogging about before then.
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