Sunday, October 28, 2012
{ First Smile Captured...FINALLY }
You are a smile machine BUT we can never seem to get it on camera. Daddy was holding you in his lap and rubbing your belly and finally caught that adorable gummy grin!! I don't even care that your eyes are closed...you are just too cute!
Saturday, October 20, 2012
{ Karlis Wedding Reception }
You are only 10 days old and already went out to party at your first wedding! It was cold but so fun to show you off to everyone! I mean you really are too cute not to share and brag about!!
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| Our first family photo (outside of the hospital) |
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
{ Baby Model...Newborn Photos }
Today we took you for your newborn pictures with the amazing and talented Jennifer Christensen. She is nothing short of fantastic. She surpassed every expectation I had out of her and then some. Her quality of work is out of this world and I swear she is a baby whisperer.
You have been rather fussy these last few days. I don't know if it's gas or what. I mean, I can't really blame you. You just left this nice, warm, dimly lit home with muffled sounds. Now you are in this bright and loud world where its hot and cold and your feedings aren't just continually flowing straight into you.
I warned her you were a little fussy and you usually don't sleep for too long but while we were there you were good as gold and slept the entire time!!! I wanted to take her home with us!
Friday, October 12, 2012
{ Going Home }
Daddy couldn't wait to go home. I on the other hand didn't really mind being in the hospital. Being a new mommy I was scare and worried about every noise you made. Having a whole staff of nurses and doctors on hand to call whenever I had a question was quite nice. Plus, while there I had room service and let's be honest...as soon as I got home no one would be waiting on me anymore!
Regardless of the pro's of being in the hospital, I was ready to go home to my own space where there was room to spread out and all our animals to keep us company and cozy.
We had a little hiccup in leaving though...you hadn't peed and they wouldn't let us be discharged until you did so. Against ALL mommy's wishes I had to give you a bottle to see if that would help. Sure enough a few hours after you drank some milk you tinkled and we were in the clear to leave! Usually they do not discharge in the evening but because they had been working with us on this all day they went ahead and let us leave. It was around 9:30pm but we didn't care. It's not like new parents ever get sleep anyway, right!?!?
We had a little hiccup in leaving though...you hadn't peed and they wouldn't let us be discharged until you did so. Against ALL mommy's wishes I had to give you a bottle to see if that would help. Sure enough a few hours after you drank some milk you tinkled and we were in the clear to leave! Usually they do not discharge in the evening but because they had been working with us on this all day they went ahead and let us leave. It was around 9:30pm but we didn't care. It's not like new parents ever get sleep anyway, right!?!?
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| You may not be happy to go home but Mommy and Daddy are! |
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
{ Labor Day }
The day I have been waiting for forever has finally arrived! It all began Tuesday morning / Monday night. I went to bed on Monday at around 9:30 and woke up shortly after at about 11:30pm with horrible back pain. It was consistent and throbbing. Having had a Dr's appointment on Monday afternoon and being dilated to 5cm already and 70% effaced I knew what was happening.
I woke Daddy up and told him what I was feeling and that we should probably take Lola to my parents, so she has somewhere to stay while we are in the hospital, and then see how we feel from there and if we should leave for the hospital right then. By the time we got up and ready and to yiayia and grandpa Pat's house it was about 1:30am. Nothing was consistent and my pain was still manageable so we decided to just hang out there for a while. Daddy went back to sleep and I tried too but being so uncomfortable I wasn't very lucky doing so.
I let Daddy wake up on his own since there was no apparent rush and then we went to the park to walk to try and get the contractions to become more regular. While walking at the park for an hour we ran into Daddy's grandpa. Apparently he goes to the park every morning and walks and we just so happened to go at the same time and run into him!!
With as uncomfortable as I was and being so dilated the day before I made a decision to go to the hospital that day no matter what. We have been to labor and delivery before and found out that I was having regular contractions that I just wasn't feeling. I was too scared that was going to be the case this time too and I didn't want to take that risk. Since I know that they starve you once you are admitted to the hospital Daddy and I went for a huge breakfast! Well, Daddy ate a normal amount but mommy scarfed down a ton of food. I didn't know how long your labor was going to be and I was not about to be hungry and weak when I needed to have the most strength ever. So...I ordered an omelet, pancakes, a side of fruit and toast...then washed it down with some yummy orange juice! I was stuffed like a fat rat and now ready to head to the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital at about 12:30 in the afternoon. While I was having contractions they still were not regular and the admitting midwife went back and forth about if she should admit me or not. Since I was not at 6cm and 80% effaced she decided to go ahead and admit us and make me walk the halls to hopefully cause my contractions to become regular.
We walked our first round for 45 minutes and then went back to the room to be monitored for 20 minutes. Thankfully my contractions became consistent and regular. They were about 7 minutes apart at this point so they asked me to walk the halls again to hopefully speed them up. At this point your yiayia and grandpa Pat and Auntie Coco and Uncle PJ came to visit. Yiayia brought Daddy a burger and fries and since I was on IV fluids only I didn't want to be tempted to eat so Auntie Coco and Uncle PJ and I walked the halls together for another 45 minutes. Sadly when we came back for our monitoring my contractions had once again become irregular. I walked one more round in hopes to get them to come back because I really did not want to have to use pitocin but it made no difference.
While being monitored after the last round of walking your heart rate took a little drop so there would be no more getting up and off the monitors. They also switched my monitoring from the traditional belly bands to internal monitoring.
Since labor was not progressing on its own our midwife gave us 3 choices: 1-I could go home and wait to see if they became regular, 2-I could have them break my water hoping that will make my contractions become regular, or 3-push pitocin. There was no way I was going to go home at that point. Given our past with contractions, being 6cm dilated, seeing your heart rate drop, and already having gone through the trouble of being admitted and having my IV put in there was no way I was going home. I really did not want to push pitocin. I have talked to many people who have had labor induced with pitocin who ended up with a c-section and that was the last thing I wanted. I opted to break my water. I was so nervous for them to break my water. I know that when your water is broken your contractions usually start to come closer and more painful and fast. I had still decided to hold off on getting my epidural as I wanted to wait as long as possible before getting it.
At 7:30pm my midwife and nurse came in with what looked like a plastic crochet needle and a bunch of towels and got straight to business. Thankfully it did not hurt at all. It was however the most bizarre feeling ever! It felt like I had peed myself but not just a regular pee, this "pee" lasted forever! I never thought the water would stop but it did...for like 5 minutes before it started again. Did I mention how strange this felt?
We waited a few hours to see if there was any progress in contractions after breaking my water but once again...no luck! I knew at this point they were going to force me to use pitocin. From what I have heard in the past about pitocin is that a lot of times after its administered your contractions come fast...and hard...and you are in a tremendous amount of pain. I decided that this would probably be a good time for me to get my epidural but unfortunately the anesthesiologist was in two back to back emergency c-sections so I had no choice but to wait!
At 2:34 am, and 8cm, she was finally free and able to give me some relief. Shortly after the epidural was in, the staff pushed the pitocin. It was only a matter of time till those contractions finally became consistent and close. All we had to do was wait. At that point the nurses and midwife told me it would still be hours before I would be pushing. We had sent everyone home earlier in the night because we knew it would be a long haul and we wanted them to get some rest. I knew I wasn't going but someone should. We all tried to sleep while we could. I slept for about two hours. Your Daddy had no problem knocking out and sleeping through every nurse check. Coco was like me, she slept a little but awake at every sound.
At around 6:00 am I woke up in complete pain. I knew something wasn't right and I should not be feeling like this. I called the nurse in and explained how I was feeling to her. Another nurse had said that I was probably just feeling pressure as you moved down the birth canal but I was sure my epidural wasn't working like it should have been. After hearing me out about my pain, they checked me to see how far I had progressed. None of us thought there would be much of a change if any at all. Much to our surprise I was at 10cm, 100% effaced and ready to push. Say what!?!?!? I wasn't ready. I had sent everyone home expecting it to be hours and hours and hours more.
Despite my excitement and nervousness my pain was still miserable. I began to cry in fear and nervousness I remembered the girl down the hall earlier in the night screaming like she was being murdered. I told your daddy I was scared and I didn't want to be that girl. I've always sworn I would NEVER scream like that. We begged the anaesthesiologist for something to help with the pain because this epidural thing wasn't working at all. Thankfully our midwife and head nurse saw the pain I was in and convinced the anesthesiologist to give me something to help take the edge off. I guess when you are 100% ready for show time they usually wont give you anything. I begged and pleaded though and swore to push like they have never seen anyone push before.
After both sets of your grandparents arrival at the hospital, I was finally ready to get this show on the road and see the man I had been dreaming of for the last 3 years. Your daddy, Auntie Coco, Yiayia, and Grandma Teresa were all in the room with me. Thanks to my lovely contractions being 5 minutes apart it took about an hour of pushing. As you were crowning all everyone was talking about was how much hair you had and the nurse was making swirl marks in it while you were coming out. Your head was out but we still needed one more push to get the rest of your body out, that however did not stop you from already screaming and letting the world know you were here. After that final push out you came. You were beautiful, even if you were covered in goop. You were wide eyes, full of hair, crying your eyes out, and all ours. Tears ran down my face just like they are running down mine now reliving the moment.
You, Turner Robert, were born at 8:47am weighing 8 lbs even and 21" of pure perfection. That day was the first day of your life and the first day of my new life, you give me a reason to breath, a reason to always fight. The moment Iset my eyes on you I knew you were a gift from god. You were everything I ever wanted and more.
I woke Daddy up and told him what I was feeling and that we should probably take Lola to my parents, so she has somewhere to stay while we are in the hospital, and then see how we feel from there and if we should leave for the hospital right then. By the time we got up and ready and to yiayia and grandpa Pat's house it was about 1:30am. Nothing was consistent and my pain was still manageable so we decided to just hang out there for a while. Daddy went back to sleep and I tried too but being so uncomfortable I wasn't very lucky doing so.
I let Daddy wake up on his own since there was no apparent rush and then we went to the park to walk to try and get the contractions to become more regular. While walking at the park for an hour we ran into Daddy's grandpa. Apparently he goes to the park every morning and walks and we just so happened to go at the same time and run into him!!
With as uncomfortable as I was and being so dilated the day before I made a decision to go to the hospital that day no matter what. We have been to labor and delivery before and found out that I was having regular contractions that I just wasn't feeling. I was too scared that was going to be the case this time too and I didn't want to take that risk. Since I know that they starve you once you are admitted to the hospital Daddy and I went for a huge breakfast! Well, Daddy ate a normal amount but mommy scarfed down a ton of food. I didn't know how long your labor was going to be and I was not about to be hungry and weak when I needed to have the most strength ever. So...I ordered an omelet, pancakes, a side of fruit and toast...then washed it down with some yummy orange juice! I was stuffed like a fat rat and now ready to head to the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital at about 12:30 in the afternoon. While I was having contractions they still were not regular and the admitting midwife went back and forth about if she should admit me or not. Since I was not at 6cm and 80% effaced she decided to go ahead and admit us and make me walk the halls to hopefully cause my contractions to become regular.
We walked our first round for 45 minutes and then went back to the room to be monitored for 20 minutes. Thankfully my contractions became consistent and regular. They were about 7 minutes apart at this point so they asked me to walk the halls again to hopefully speed them up. At this point your yiayia and grandpa Pat and Auntie Coco and Uncle PJ came to visit. Yiayia brought Daddy a burger and fries and since I was on IV fluids only I didn't want to be tempted to eat so Auntie Coco and Uncle PJ and I walked the halls together for another 45 minutes. Sadly when we came back for our monitoring my contractions had once again become irregular. I walked one more round in hopes to get them to come back because I really did not want to have to use pitocin but it made no difference.
While being monitored after the last round of walking your heart rate took a little drop so there would be no more getting up and off the monitors. They also switched my monitoring from the traditional belly bands to internal monitoring.
Since labor was not progressing on its own our midwife gave us 3 choices: 1-I could go home and wait to see if they became regular, 2-I could have them break my water hoping that will make my contractions become regular, or 3-push pitocin. There was no way I was going to go home at that point. Given our past with contractions, being 6cm dilated, seeing your heart rate drop, and already having gone through the trouble of being admitted and having my IV put in there was no way I was going home. I really did not want to push pitocin. I have talked to many people who have had labor induced with pitocin who ended up with a c-section and that was the last thing I wanted. I opted to break my water. I was so nervous for them to break my water. I know that when your water is broken your contractions usually start to come closer and more painful and fast. I had still decided to hold off on getting my epidural as I wanted to wait as long as possible before getting it.
At 7:30pm my midwife and nurse came in with what looked like a plastic crochet needle and a bunch of towels and got straight to business. Thankfully it did not hurt at all. It was however the most bizarre feeling ever! It felt like I had peed myself but not just a regular pee, this "pee" lasted forever! I never thought the water would stop but it did...for like 5 minutes before it started again. Did I mention how strange this felt?
We waited a few hours to see if there was any progress in contractions after breaking my water but once again...no luck! I knew at this point they were going to force me to use pitocin. From what I have heard in the past about pitocin is that a lot of times after its administered your contractions come fast...and hard...and you are in a tremendous amount of pain. I decided that this would probably be a good time for me to get my epidural but unfortunately the anesthesiologist was in two back to back emergency c-sections so I had no choice but to wait!
At 2:34 am, and 8cm, she was finally free and able to give me some relief. Shortly after the epidural was in, the staff pushed the pitocin. It was only a matter of time till those contractions finally became consistent and close. All we had to do was wait. At that point the nurses and midwife told me it would still be hours before I would be pushing. We had sent everyone home earlier in the night because we knew it would be a long haul and we wanted them to get some rest. I knew I wasn't going but someone should. We all tried to sleep while we could. I slept for about two hours. Your Daddy had no problem knocking out and sleeping through every nurse check. Coco was like me, she slept a little but awake at every sound.
At around 6:00 am I woke up in complete pain. I knew something wasn't right and I should not be feeling like this. I called the nurse in and explained how I was feeling to her. Another nurse had said that I was probably just feeling pressure as you moved down the birth canal but I was sure my epidural wasn't working like it should have been. After hearing me out about my pain, they checked me to see how far I had progressed. None of us thought there would be much of a change if any at all. Much to our surprise I was at 10cm, 100% effaced and ready to push. Say what!?!?!? I wasn't ready. I had sent everyone home expecting it to be hours and hours and hours more.
Despite my excitement and nervousness my pain was still miserable. I began to cry in fear and nervousness I remembered the girl down the hall earlier in the night screaming like she was being murdered. I told your daddy I was scared and I didn't want to be that girl. I've always sworn I would NEVER scream like that. We begged the anaesthesiologist for something to help with the pain because this epidural thing wasn't working at all. Thankfully our midwife and head nurse saw the pain I was in and convinced the anesthesiologist to give me something to help take the edge off. I guess when you are 100% ready for show time they usually wont give you anything. I begged and pleaded though and swore to push like they have never seen anyone push before.
After both sets of your grandparents arrival at the hospital, I was finally ready to get this show on the road and see the man I had been dreaming of for the last 3 years. Your daddy, Auntie Coco, Yiayia, and Grandma Teresa were all in the room with me. Thanks to my lovely contractions being 5 minutes apart it took about an hour of pushing. As you were crowning all everyone was talking about was how much hair you had and the nurse was making swirl marks in it while you were coming out. Your head was out but we still needed one more push to get the rest of your body out, that however did not stop you from already screaming and letting the world know you were here. After that final push out you came. You were beautiful, even if you were covered in goop. You were wide eyes, full of hair, crying your eyes out, and all ours. Tears ran down my face just like they are running down mine now reliving the moment.
You, Turner Robert, were born at 8:47am weighing 8 lbs even and 21" of pure perfection. That day was the first day of your life and the first day of my new life, you give me a reason to breath, a reason to always fight. The moment Iset my eyes on you I knew you were a gift from god. You were everything I ever wanted and more.
Friday, October 5, 2012
{ Trap Shooting }
Only a few days left till your due date little man!!! The last place you would expect a gigantic pregnant woman is at a shooting range but that is exactly where I spent this afternoon! A bunch of us from work bought packages for trap shooting as a team building experience. I am hoping maybe all the action here will entice you out of there!!
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
{ What's in a Name? }
Turner Robert. Where did it come from? What does it mean? Why?? These are all thing you will probably ask some day so here is a little background on why you are who you are...my little TR.
Daddy and I have had names picked out for years. Thats kind of what happens though when you have been together almost 10 years! We always knew we wanted children so many many moons ago we started compiling a list of names we liked. Turner was always at the top of the list and there was never any doubt that if we had a little boy thats what his name would be.
Daddy was actually the one who came up with Turner. I really dont even know where he got it from but what I do know is I love it! I love it even more too because your daddy loves it and picked it. He really never has an oppinion on anything so for him to show interest and a liking to something it got my attention. Plus, how many kids do you know named Turner? Maybe a lot now because we started a rage with a totally awesome name but when you came about Turner was a name most had never heard of for a first name. I kind of like unique names that not every person has. Not too uniqe though where people cant pronounce it or tilt their head to the side wondering what your parents were thinking.
Robert is from your Grandpa, my boiological dad. He passed away when Mommy was 17 from pancriotic cancer. He was a great man and passing his name on to you is an honor. You would have loved him. He was a funny, laid back, English man who loved Jimmy Buffet, the Eagles, soccer (aka as football where he comes from), american football, golf, brandy, having perfect hair that was what he called platinum blonde (grey to the rest of the world), and a good tan.
Daddy and I have had names picked out for years. Thats kind of what happens though when you have been together almost 10 years! We always knew we wanted children so many many moons ago we started compiling a list of names we liked. Turner was always at the top of the list and there was never any doubt that if we had a little boy thats what his name would be.
Daddy was actually the one who came up with Turner. I really dont even know where he got it from but what I do know is I love it! I love it even more too because your daddy loves it and picked it. He really never has an oppinion on anything so for him to show interest and a liking to something it got my attention. Plus, how many kids do you know named Turner? Maybe a lot now because we started a rage with a totally awesome name but when you came about Turner was a name most had never heard of for a first name. I kind of like unique names that not every person has. Not too uniqe though where people cant pronounce it or tilt their head to the side wondering what your parents were thinking.
Robert is from your Grandpa, my boiological dad. He passed away when Mommy was 17 from pancriotic cancer. He was a great man and passing his name on to you is an honor. You would have loved him. He was a funny, laid back, English man who loved Jimmy Buffet, the Eagles, soccer (aka as football where he comes from), american football, golf, brandy, having perfect hair that was what he called platinum blonde (grey to the rest of the world), and a good tan.
{ Week 39 }
Another week down little one! We are getting closer and closer to finally meeting you and I can not wait. The anticipation and anxiousness has somewhat subsided and I have this strange tranquil feeling lately. It's almost like the calm before the storm.
Grandpa got out of the hospital today and Daddy's family is back from the river so you are welcome to come any time now! Thanks again for participating and holding out for them.
The last two days have been miserable with the heat. On the way to the Dr. yesterday the car read 113. I couldn't believe my eyes!! There is no way its this hot in October right now and that I am hugely pregnant!! It's just my luck I tell ya. Next time we plan for a little brother or sister for you we are going to make it a winter baby. I don't know what I was thinking when I thought being pregnant through summer was a great idea.
Not much new to report from the Dr. though. Things are moving along slowly. I am an easy 2cm and 70% effaced. She says she will be checking my file on Friday when she is back in the office to see if I have had you yet. I don't think that will be the case but we shall see...
Grandpa got out of the hospital today and Daddy's family is back from the river so you are welcome to come any time now! Thanks again for participating and holding out for them.
The last two days have been miserable with the heat. On the way to the Dr. yesterday the car read 113. I couldn't believe my eyes!! There is no way its this hot in October right now and that I am hugely pregnant!! It's just my luck I tell ya. Next time we plan for a little brother or sister for you we are going to make it a winter baby. I don't know what I was thinking when I thought being pregnant through summer was a great idea.
Not much new to report from the Dr. though. Things are moving along slowly. I am an easy 2cm and 70% effaced. She says she will be checking my file on Friday when she is back in the office to see if I have had you yet. I don't think that will be the case but we shall see...
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