tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26692567755223119302024-03-18T20:29:23.537-07:00The PecksJonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.comBlogger99125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-25139435296540673902014-03-03T14:13:00.001-08:002014-03-03T14:17:51.023-08:00Anders' Birth PicturesI never thought I would have anyone in the hospital room besides Jonathan when I had a baby, but my sister-in-law Robin was taking pictures and everything happened so quickly that she ended up staying in for the birth! And I'm SO glad she did! I've teared up plenty of times looking at these pictures and remembering those few moments. (And luckily a sheet on my lap kept things modest so I didn't have to worry about that either :))<br />
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Mid-contraction, grinning and bearing it. (Maybe not grinning, but not yelling at people either. We'll call that a win.) I've actually decided I'm a pretty big wimp since I was in labor a whole 2 1/2 hours and thought I was going to die. Props to girls who go for hours on end.<br />
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Does everyone make a duck face when they're pushing a baby out? I wish I had a picture of my shocked face when I realized what actual pushing was and that I was not going to have this baby out in one push like Easton.</div>
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Immediately after birth when they laid him on my chest. I think I was in a bit of shock because they didn't do that with Easton so I wasn't expecting it, but I definitely didn't mind. :) Another unexpected thing: Jonathan got to cut the cord for the first time!</div>
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He screamed for a long time, which is ironic since he is the calmest baby I've ever seen. I guess he got it all out of him at birth.<br />
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Still screaming, but on the plus side he clocked in at 6 lbs 8.9 oz and beat out Easton by 3 oz to be our biggest baby yet!</div>
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Finally not screaming and meeting his brothers for the first time.</div>
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I was a little worried about how Miles would adjust to not being the baby, but he's surprisingly in love with Anders. He always tries to grab him out of my arms and hold him and will worriedly yell, "Baby Anders crying!" whenever he makes a peep.<br />
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Anders' birth was so wonderful. There were so many things I loved about it. I loved how quick it went. I loved that I got to do a VBAC. I loved being able to feel everything like I've always wanted to. I loved how nice the anesthesiologist was. I loved my doctor. And the specialist(he may be the best doctor ever). I loved having our family come visit so soon after I had him. I loved being in the same state as our family when I had a baby, which hasn't happened since Easton. I loved having Robin taking pictures that I knew I would treasure forever. I loved having my best friend and love next to me. I loved that I got to hold and feed him right away. It went so perfectly and I'm so grateful! Mostly I loved you, Anders.Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-51732105371948230462014-03-03T13:11:00.000-08:002014-03-03T13:11:08.659-08:00Anders' Birth (the long story)Here's the long story: Anders' birth story really starts months before. I started having braxton-hicks around 8 weeks and by 14 weeks they had switched to real contractions. Pre-term labor is weird, it's not BH, but it's also not the real, strong, I'm-having-a-baby type of contractions, it's just kind of in between, but after Miles' pregnancy, I was pretty good at telling the difference. Luckily I had an awesome doctor and perinatologist so they kept a close eye on things. I started taking it easy as soon as I knew I was pregnant, hoping it would keep me off bedrest a little longer. We also stayed with my parents so I would have some extra help and apparently it worked because things stayed fine until I hit 30 weeks! 8 weeks longer than with Miles! I went in Dec 23 and found I was dilated to a 2 and so I went in the next day and had progressed to a 3. My doctor said it's normal for women to dilate early when they have had a few kids, but not that early. So I started full-time bedrest and medicine. The treatment seemed to help for a while, and by 34 weeks I was at a 4. At that point they let me stop taking the meds since the risks of taking them were greater than just having the baby. Before that, my contractions were pretty sporadic, but after I quit taking the medicine they were every 5-8 minutes for the next two weeks, sometimes pretty intense but mostly just uncomfortable. I went in at 35 weeks and was between a 4.5 and a 5 and about 75% effaced. My doctor was sure I wasn't going to make it to the next week and I completely agreed. I was planning to go off bedrest Sunday Feb 2 when I hit 36 weeks, but since that was Miles' birthday and he had been born 4 hours after I went off bedrest, I decided to go off on Saturday, the day before, in hopes that the baby would come that day and they wouldn't have the same birthday. I made it through the week and Saturday morning I woke up early, showered, got all ready and got the boys dressed in cute outfits so they'd look nice at the hospital and then pulled all of the baby clothes out of storage and got them folded and put in drawers. And waited.... and waited.... and nothing happened. The next morning I went to church and was having contractions every 2 minutes for a while but I didn't feel like it was real yet, and it wasn't. Eventually they went back to every 5 minutes. That night I was in a lot of pain and was sure that I would be a lot more dilated at my appointment the next day. Monday morning I went in and was waiting for the doctor and thought about how crazy it would be if I hadn't dilated at all. I actually got teary-eyed thinking about how disappointed I would be just because I had been in so much pain for so long I was ready to be done. The doctor came in and sure enough, I was still a 4.5-5. Luckily I didn't cry in front of her, but as soon as I got in the car I did. It's not that I like having my babies early, but it's hard being in pain all-day-every-day for months, and more so the last few weeks, especially when I knew he would be okay if he were born at 36 weeks. But by the time I got home I was over it and had decided I would make the most of whatever time I had left and would do all the things that would be hard to do with a newborn. I planned out my week with temple trips, dates with Jonathan, all that good stuff, and went to bed feeling excited. I woke up around 6 with what felt like a pinched nerve in my hip. I told Jonathan I thought I slept on it wrong and went to lay on the couch. After a while I decided I couldn't sleep still so I took a bath to try to help it feel better. Around 7 I noticed that the pain in my hip was coming every 4 minutes and I was starting to have contractions at the same time. Having almost delivered a baby in the car before, I decided to hustle over to the hospital before things got too crazy. It had snowed the night before so we inched our way along with the rest of the morning traffic and finally got to the hospital around 8. They checked me and I was still only at a 5 but 100% effaced. About 20 minutes later I asked the nurse if she would check again and I was at a 6. She called my doctor to hurry over. Since I was doing a VBAC I had to have an epidural in case anything went wrong and they needed to do a c-section, so they called up the anesthesiologist. I've always wanted to experience a natural birth and haven't been able to with my complicated uterus and 2 c-sections, so I asked him to give me as little medicine as possible. He did so I had a little bit of relief but was still in a lot of pain. The nurse checked me again a little after 9 and I was between a 7 and an 8. My doctor walked in ten minutes later and checked me and I was complete so she broke my water and I started pushing. I'll be honest, I only had to push once with Easton and he popped out so I was really surprised after a few pushes when he wasn't out yet. It only took ten minutes, but it felt like forever! Finally he popped out and we got to meet our sweet little Anders! Our first baby that didn't have to be on oxygen! :) I didn't know that I had the option of doing a VBAC since I'd had 2 c-sections, but the specialist said if you've had a successful delivery without a c-section then you still can. I was a little nervous, but Jonathan and I both felt like everything would be fine, and it was. I couldn't believe how much better I felt after I had Anders and didn't have pain in my stomach every time I moved. In fact, after having a baby in there it felt awesome to be able to move all over just fine! The recovery was much easier too and I've been amazed at how good I feel. And of course I'm just so grateful to have our sweet little one here at last.Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-32667075479866805412013-12-27T08:00:00.000-08:002013-12-27T08:00:05.818-08:00Great news!Just for a quick update, I got great news at the doctor yesterday. I haven't dilated anymore, still at a 3, and his head has gone back up. Apparently the last two times she checked me she could feel it right there pressing down on the cervix but now it's off so that's wonderful! The lack of gravity pulling him down has probably helped since I've basically been doing nothing but laying down since Monday. I'll go to the specialist on Monday (he was out of town this week) and see how things are looking then. I'm really really happy though because I can definitely tell the bedrest and medicine are helping, the contractions are fewer and less intense, and I'm really glad to feel a little bit in control of things again. Hopefully things stay the same through the month of January and we get to hold off on meeting our little man till February!Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-819294762699476132013-12-24T10:16:00.000-08:002013-12-24T10:17:41.122-08:00A little update...I have so many sweet friends check up on me all the time that I figured I should just do an update and let everyone know how things are going(and because I haven't updated in over a year, I figure it's about time). I've been planning this post for the last few weeks, where I'd announce how I'm kicking pre-term labor's trash and despite non-stop contractions since 8 weeks(meaning sometimes every 3-5 minutes for DAYS), my weekly ultrasound always reveals that everything's still holding up fine and life is awesome. I've been taking it easy since the beginning and sometimes felt like I was already on bedrest since I couldn't do much without getting those darn contractions going, but it's been soooo nice to come home each Monday from my appointment naming all the fun things I'd get to do that week since I was not officially on bedrest. I hit 30 weeks Sunday and decided that would be a good time for my triumphant announcement. Well, my appointment yesterday changed all that. I found out I was dilated to a 2. My doctor asked me to come back in today so she could check and see if I'm progressing or just sitting at a 2 and unfortunately I'm now at a 3. She really didn't want to admit me to the hospital over Christmas so she gave me a prescription for anti-contraction medicine and told me to take it really easy and take the meds and come back Thursday to see where I'm at, as long as I don't end up having to go to the hospital between now and then. I swear, holidays are a curse to my uterus. Last time, I got put on bedrest on Halloween, this time the day before Christmas Eve. So here I am on the couch again, timing contractions and drinking obscene amounts of water. Of course, I'm super grateful that this time it will only end up being for 6 weeks at most as opposed to 14 weeks like last time, but I'm really really really hoping this little guy will stay in at least a few more weeks. I've done a 30 weeker and although everything turned out pretty well, there's still a risk for long-term complications that will almost disappear by 32 weeks, so that's my goal.<br />
Anywhoo, on a much less depressive note, I am super excited for this little guy to come!!! Holy cow he moves way more than any of my other kids did, my stomach is constantly rolling and bouncing all over the place. The boys are so excited, they always talk to the baby and talk about what they're going to teach him, although they always call him a girl on accident, they were pretty disappointed when they found out they weren't getting a sister. I was surprisingly not disappointed. My mother-in-law asked me what I thought it was going to be a few days before I found out, and although I thought it would be a girl, I told her I would actually prefer it be a boy, since he would be so close in age to Miles and they could be little best buds. I know girls and boys can still be best friends, but seeing Easton and Caden together really made me want a little buddy like that for Miles. They all play together well, but I can definitely see how the age gap affects the way they play, so when I found out it was a boy I was ecstatic. I'm so excited for another sweet little man!<br />
The boys are all doing well, Caden and Miles have become really good friends while Easton's gone at school. I always wondered how Caden would do being the older brother and how patient he would be since he tried Easton's patience quite a few times, but he's amazed me. Miles went through a pretty rough time for about 6 months where he would just randomly attack any kid that was within arms reach. It was really fun and I'm so glad he's over it! I'd often find him pinning Caden to the floor and smacking Caden in the face and Caden yelling, "But Miles, I love you baby! Don't hit, Caden loves you!" What a sweet kid. Luckily Miles has turned a corner and is now much sweeter and more loving and adores his older brothers. He started talking up a storm and loves being understood better now. The other day he realized that I have a name besides "Mama" and has started calling me "Insi" sometimes and laughing his head off about it. Sheesh I love these boys. And of course we're so excited for Christmas tomorrow! We've gotten to spend so much time with all of our family and it's been terrific.<br />
I think this deserves a blog mention, after years of hard work my handsome hubby graduated from law school this spring, scored a job here right by our families, and passed the bar! Just kind of a big deal. :) It's crazy to think we're finally done being students and real grown-ups now, although it doesn't feel like it quite yet. We decided to stay at my parents house to have extra help during the pregnancy and we're planning to buy a house this spring after baby comes out, then I think we'll feel like official grown-ups.<br />
So there's a little update of how things are going out here in the Peck household. Overall pretty great, even better if little man stays cooking a few more weeks for us! I didn't get a chance to send out Christmas cards this year, so MERRY CHRISTMAS to everyone and a Happy New Year!!!<br />
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It's been a while since I updated about the five individuals that make up this family, so here goes...</div>
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Miles. Ah, Miles. Ooooooohhhhh Miles. This kid started his existence in 2012 like a lamb but ended it a lion. His first 4 months of life he was the calmest, happiest, easiest baby. Then something happened, or better, clicked. He realized he could move, and with 2 older brothers running around, there was little else he wanted to do. He had zero interest in crawling because hey, who wants to crawl when you can walk? He finally started crawling at 8 months. Two days later he scaled two flights of stairs when I wasn't looking. Two weeks later he was pulling himself up on things and letting go and taking 4 or 5 steps. Two months later he quit crawling completely and became a frankenbaby (arms out in front to steady himself) and now he runs around with his brothers everywhere, playing cars, superheroes, whatever they're doing, so is he. Except when they play board games, then they refer to him as Wreck-it Ralph. He is extremely determined to get what he wants and if you won't let him, he'll scream at you. When he was younger, we got comments all the time about how he was the happiest baby ever. He's still happy, but definitely can get worked up now in his determination to get what he wants. He's definitely a happy kid though and laughs a lot. His personality reminds me more of Easton. Caden is a more happy-go-lucky, easily distracted, imaginative fellow, but Miles is like Easton in that he is very aware of what's going on. His baldness and small size (5-10% percentile) make him look younger, but that kid knows what's up. I tell him to do things and he does them. He gets upset and we tell him to stop yelling and he does. Even when he was a little 8-month-old, he'd stand up in the night in his crib and talk to me and I'd tell him he needed to lay down and he would immediately obey. That's how Easton was, he took everything in and once he finally started talking I was amazed at what he knew. I think Miles got those genes. My mom says he reminds her so much of me when I was a baby, and I completely agree with her. He loves to dance, is obsessed with basketballs and cars, laughs his head off anytime he sees family pictures or family home videos, is a mini-daredevil who loves slides and any ride at disneyland, could be swimming all day and be happy, getting a little picky about what he eats, searches every bathroom several times a day to see if any toilet lids have been left up so he can start splashing, is madly in love with his stuffed monkey and lion, will not watch one second of TV unless it's Lawrence Welk (and then he's glued), is attached to his mama, and comes walking up with his arms spread wide whenever we come home from somewhere so we can get a welcome home hug. We love that little crazy thing.<br />
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Caden is still quite the goofball. He loves to make everyone laugh. He recently got to meet Lightning McQueen in real life (more on that later) and is still just as obsessed with Cars. All he wanted for Christmas was a "black light up kachow" for his brother (meaning a mcqueen car with black back windows and world grand prix labels instead of rusteze). He is so excited to be in primary, but sad to leave his beloved nursery. If he has two cars, he can play by himself for hours. He loves preschool and his buddies. He also loves playing with his brothers. It's fun to watch him play with Miles. Easton plays with him like he's taking care of a baby, Caden plays with him like they're friends. I'm so excited for them to play more as they get bigger. We love him more every day.<br />
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Easton is a goofball as well. He just turned 5 and is soooooo excited to go to kindergarten this fall. He loves making new friends and immediately finds someone new to play with whenever we go to the park. His best friend is still his brother though and if we ever go to preschool and Caden is sick and can't come, Easton will inevitably say, "I miss Caden, I wish he could come" within the first three minutes of leaving the house. He still eats whatever we give him and requested chicken cordon bleu for his birthday dinner. He reads everything. He's been able to go to preschool with me since just after he turned three so he picked up reading fast and loved learning so much that he now reads everything he can, from his scriptures at night to every sign we pass when we're driving. He's definitely my child, I don't have too many talents but if reading were considered a talent, it would be on my list. He also still dreams of being a byu basketball and football player and loves playing catch with his dad. We love being his parents and hearing the crazy things that come out of his and Caden's mouth every day.<br />
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I spent most of 2012 doing a whooooole lotta this so when he started walking on his own after 4 months of bending over to hold his hand, I was pretty ecstatic, despite the new challenges I knew it would bring. I still teach preschool twice a week and LOVE my class this year. I celebrated 5 years of marriage to the greatest guy ever last spring and I am a firm believer that things get better with age. We've never been as happy or as close as we are now and he truly is my best friend. My "one word" for 2012 was "enjoy" seeing as I was going to have 3 kids 4 and under running around, and having a word totally worked. I don't wish Miles would return to babyhood because I enjoyed every second of it. I constantly reminded myself to just enjoy everything and a lot of things fell to the side as I continued to enjoy my family more and more. I ran a half marathon right before I got pregnant with Miles and planned to train for a full this year, but three kids definitely takes up more time than two (and a busy baby more than... ten?), and so my racing goals are going to be on the shelf for later days when I don't have three toddlers to enjoy. Or when I figure out how to train without taking hours away from my little amigos during the day and my hubba hubba hunky hubby at night. Until then my runs will consist of toting the ninos a few miles in the jogging stroller to the park or to our "secret paths" and dance parties around the living room. </div>
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Jonathan is ALMOST DONE with school. Graduation is coming and it's bittersweet. Yes a paycheck is a great thing, but so is a 6-week winter break and no school on fridays. This last year has been a little piece of heaven and "billing hours" is starting to sound like a swear word. Luckily, he'd like to work at a smaller firm that doesn't require as much time in the office so he can spend more time with his princess and three little knights. I think he's a pretty smart guy. He also loves him some church ball and watching byu games with his 3 ft tall homies. We are all pretty big fans of this incredible dad and count ourselves lucky to have such a chipper man heading our home.<br />
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Here's another shot of that cute smile, because baby smiles are the best ever.Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-89316970131411575082012-11-01T22:21:00.000-07:002012-11-01T22:21:00.499-07:00A little more summer...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Including the two little babes who are exactly 7 weeks apart and best buds already<br />
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Here they are together again about a month later. Crazy how fast they change<br />
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That's what big bros are for<br />
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Grandma and her babies<br />
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Grandpa's boys<br />
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Miles could lie under this one tree in my parents' backyard for literally hours. If I ever needed to get stuff done I'd take a blanket out and lay him on it and he'd be mesmerized<br />
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Looking through these pictures has made me extremely sad when I see this sweet face:</div>
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When did he get so big??? Newborns should stay that way for at least a year. I think I might cry.<br />
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Moving on, this pool got SO much use this summer. We absolutely loved it. But my favorite swims were the "adult swims" at night after the kiddos were in bed. We pretty much always played basketball and had races. I am not the world's best basketball player so Jonathan had to practice a bit with me during the daylight hours before the other siblings got up there.<br />
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We already can't wait to put the pool up again next year.<br />
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Jonathan's parents had a little speedo/floatie outfit that Caden wore everywhere and I looooved it. I mean seriously, even with his kachow shirt over the top he still looked cute.<br />
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Big daddy.<br />
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Grandpa Dave spent lots of time diggin in the sandbox with the boys.<br />
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We seem to make it up to free day at This is the Place State Park every summer, although this time I locked my keys in the car and realized as soon as we got there. That $15 a year for roadside assistance is totally worth it. I think I've used it 3 times already this year!<br />
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Some Native Americans were showing their traditional dances and invited audience members to come up at the end and dance in front of the stage. Caden must have misheard him because he ran up ON the stage and started bustin' some moves with the rest of the dancers. It was hilarious, but I couldn't get a very good shot through the crowds. Oh, and Easton followed his brother up there and then cowered in the corner. He's old enough to understand what's going on when he's the only non-Native American dancing in front of an audience. Too bad.<br />
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This kid gets his laugh on ALL DAY. He's not one of those mild, pleasant, quietly happy babies. He's one of those kicking, laughing, squealing, excited-beyond-belief about everything kind of kids. I hope it sticks.<br />
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We got to go visit my cute 81-year-old Grandma Bybee at the care center in Panguitch a few times this summer. We even got to take her to Tropic and Henrieville to see the graves on Memorial Day. The boys always get so excited to see her, she's a pretty fun grandma.<br />
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Notice the cute picture of her and my grandpa right behind Easton's head. So cute. They were married for about a half a century when he died.</div>
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There was a huge windstorm and we watched this huge branch fall out of that tree! Not only that, but Jonathan and the boys were about to go stand right under it! Crazy!<br />
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Jonathan's cute sister Jocelyn took some pics for us while we were up in Utah this summer. We gave her very little to work with in terms of getting the boys to smile, the fact that the sun was almost set, and how quickly we had to rush up there. I'll be honest, I didn't know how she could have gotten any good shots under the circumstances... but she did! I thought they turned out SO cute! Thank you Gaga!</div>
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We spent lots of time at the cabin in Fishlake</div>
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Easton played soccer and was awesome. In his last game he scored 101 goals. Just ask him. ;)<br />
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Played in Grandpa Dave and Grandma Kate's pool, a lot!<br />
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Played with stick horses<br />
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Watched my cousin Tanner in the derby (and now it's Caden's new ambition in life)<br />
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I blew out 26 candles on my traditional strawberry-rhubarb pie<br />
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Had couples stick-horse races up in Coalville at the Napoleon Dynamite party<br />
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Drove these cars all day<br />
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Rolled... and sat up.... and crawled... and now can't sleep because cribs are for standing up in and no matter how tired he is, we'll have to go in several times because he's standing up laughing at himself in the mirror and can't figure out how to get back down. Sheesh he's cute though.<br />
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Spent more time at the cabin<br />
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Continued to be so darn cute and smile non-stop<br />
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Went to Tracy Aviary<br />
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Rode the ferris wheel from Charly with Aunt Robin (Caden was terrified)<br />
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Played at Liberty Park (so cool)<br />
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Caden couldn't ride the motorcycle enough. He was constantly asking Mama or Papa to take him for rides<br />
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Hit up Seven Peaks a few times (love the pass of all passes)<br />
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Watched parades<br />
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And fireworks<br />
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Here are a few more from my birthday(which happens to be the day after America's)<br />
Bran Muffin breakfast in bed and a flower in my hair<br />
LOTS of pictures from my favorite artists<br />
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Some more memorable artwork<br />
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And visited Hogle Zoo. I didn't have my camera for the seals and polar bears, but they are awesome!<br />
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Here's the first installment of our summer of fun, stay tuned for part 2 (and maybe 3, and 4...)Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-10869682437973121712012-04-25T22:42:00.000-07:002012-04-25T22:46:26.106-07:00Life....is a little bit different right now. Miles was two weeks away from making me a mom of three kids three and under, and I know there are things much more difficult and stressful (like having triplets), but things can get a little crazy around here sometimes. I decided to share a few stories that Jonathan will surely object to my sharing because they're just plain gross, but hey, only moms read this and we're all pretty used to poo right? I also decided to write down the goods and the bads going on right now. Not for future generations to know what a hag I can be, but to let them know what life is <em>really</em> like for us right now. <br />
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The bads:<br />
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I'm a grump. I've decided I really don't do well without sleep. I can handle a lot when I'm well rested, but wake me up all night and suddenly I'm the number one candidate for grouchiest mom of the year. The sad thing is it's not the newborn that's doing all the waking. Easton's in a bad dream phase and Caden's in a "wake-up-and-cry-and-be-angry-about-something-totally-incoherent-till-I-put-his-blanket-back-on-him-and-tell-him-to-go-to-sleep" phase. It's gotta end soon.<br />
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Jonathan is studying for finals. No explanation needed.<br />
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I'm waiting for the cleaning fairy to come. I consider it a huge accomplishment if I get the dishes done. The really bad thing is I find plenty of time for other things, I just can't seem to get around to cleaning...<br />
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I ran out of laundry detergent for 2 weeks. The half of my brain that Miles took when he was born must have been the half that reminds me to get it while I'm at the store. It also must be the half that reminds me to pay my rent on time.<br />
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At my 2-week post-partum appointment I weighed 6 lbs less than I did when I went to the hospital to have Miles, and he weighed 5 lbs at birth. Now he's almost 3 months and I'm still wearing my maternity pants. So much for losing weight from nursing!<br />
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Did I mention I'm a grump? Seriously, today I felt like I was such an ornery little bugger. Tomorrow will be better.<br />
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We bought a Lightning McQueen bed at a garage sale for $40. A steal of a deal, but there's not room for it and Easton's current racecar bed in the boys' room. It's too long by just a few inches any way we arrange it. So we've had it in our living room waiting to be stored up at grandma and grandpa's for a year till we move. The point of this is that I have a twin-size Lightning McQueen bed in my living room. I guess I was a little lacking on decor.<br />
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We have no idea what we're doing/where we're living this summer, and it's like 2 weeks away.<br />
(I should clarify, we do have a place to live, just not sure if we're staying here or going somewhere else.)<br />
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Poop story #1:<br />
I was taking a shower and Miles was in the bouncer. Easton came in and wanted to get in with me so I let him. Then Miles turned on his side and started kicking furiously and flapping his arms at us (He does this often when I'm showering, he likes to get in too) so I reach out, undress him and pull him in. Caden comes in and wants to join the party so I hold Miles with one arm and help Caden take his diaper off with the other. This is when I find out his diaper is dirty, so I send him to get wet wipes. He comes back and I'm cleaning him up when Miles decides it's time to relieve himself. On me. Since I'm still holding him. Good thing we were all climbing in a soapy, cleansing shower. <br />
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Poop story #2:<br />
I decided to be really ambitious and give the boys haircuts one night while Jonathan was at school and Miles was taking a nap. Easton's was done and there was hair all over the bathroom so I threw him in the tub and started stripping Caden down for his turn. I took his shorts off and felt a little wetness, and only then remembered he'd been wearing underwear and I'd forgotten to ask him if he needed to go. I pulled the undies off too and put him on the counter and went out into the living room to see where the damage had been done. I took about 5 steps before I noticed a wet, gloppy something on my foot. I looked down and realized peeing wasn't the only thing he'd done in his underwear and I'd just tracked poop across the carpet. Then I hear Miles crying because he's hungry. And realize poopy-bum boy is now sitting his little tush on the hair-covered bathroom counter. That was a super fun moment.<br />
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Moving on to the goods:<br />
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About ten times each day, Caden looks at Miles and says, "He's so cute. I wuv him."<br />
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Any time Miles makes a peep, Caden runs to get him his blanket. If that doesn't make him happy he gets him a car. Holly Shiftwell managed to hitch a ride to church with us on Sunday via Miles' car seat since I told the boys to entertain him while I finished getting ready. <br />
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Jonathan. He's definitely in the good section.<br />
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Miles is in the good section too. I'm not one to sugar-coat everything, I told everyone how hard life was when Caden was a baby, and apparently whining pays off because I'm amazed daily at how easy and adaptable Miles is. He's a big blessing in our lives.<br />
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When I'm starting to get upset about something Easton comes over and gives me a hug and a kiss. He learned fast how to stay on my good side.<br />
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Summer came a bit early and an almost 100* day meant a pool party on Monday. The boys swam across the pool in just their life jackets for the first time and Caden only almost drowned once. I call that a successful day.<br />
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We're going to the temple with out entire ward, including youth, on Saturday.<br />
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All 3 boys wore their cowboy boots and shirts to the mall today to ride the carousel. They also called their friend Ethan to tell him to wear his so she could match. And I didn't get a picture, but it was cute.<br />
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I bought batteries at the dollar store today. I'm sure they won't last long, but still.... $1 for three C batteries to make Miles' bouncer vibrate is pretty sweet in my book.<br />
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I've had a recent cooking urge going on. In the past week, we've had Sloppy Bombay Joes, Mahi-mahi with thai coconut curry, asian lettuce wraps, homemade pizza(minus the cheese), zucchini brownies, chicken tortilla soup, and plenty of other good things. Funny I have so much time to cook but none to clean huh? Still waiting for the cleaning urge to kick in.<br />
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We also bought a 400 piece Mega Bloks set at the garage sale for $10. Instead of towers, we now build fortresses.<br />
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I don't think a day has gone by that we haven't played board games. Trouble, Candyland, Wheel of Fortune, and Cooties have been regulars.<br />
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I've been trying really hard to get back in shape and build up some muscle tone since my body turned to jello for 3 months and I finally ran 3 1/2 miles the other night. I won't pretend I did it without stopping for rests and plenty of huffing and puffing, but I was still pretty excited. <br />
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Tomorrow I celebrate 5 years of marriage to the most amazing person I've ever met. <br />
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Tomorrow is also preschool graduation. This year we had almost all boys and next year we'll have almost all girls. I'm going to miss those little kiddos, but I'm already getting really excited for next year! <br />
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There's a little snippet of our life right now. Things are good and I am oh so grateful for my little troop of men. I think I need to take some advice from Caden. Tonight out of the blue he said, "Mom, I knocked off my attitude." Tomorrow I will knock off my attitude and quit being so grouchy. Here's to a happy day!Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-16069280253077859592012-04-01T07:34:00.000-07:002012-04-01T07:34:08.443-07:00My Little ModelIsn't Miles so photogenic? Just kidding, we just had a friend of a friend who was hosting a photography workshop and needed baby models and in exchange we got some sweet pictures of the babe. Apparently the photographer was a pretty big deal cuz it cost $1500 to go to the workshop and there were people there who had flown in from all over the country and even Canada to come to it! Pretty sweet deal!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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He was 2 weeks old and about 6 lbs in these pictures.<br />
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It was cool to see her techniques for getting the babies to hold still and stay asleep so she could pose them. I'll definitely have to remember them for when I try to get kids to hold still for pictures!Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-57088631777889790252012-03-31T22:17:00.000-07:002012-03-31T22:17:08.044-07:00The picturesthat have been missing from all my posts. There's plenty to make up for the lack in the last two posts.<br />
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These were in February. Yes, shorts in February. At 9am. Love it.<br />
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<br />We threw a "Milkaholic" shower for Robin while I was up for spring break. We also had another combined one for her and my cousin Megan, but I forgot my camera for that one.<br />
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We took a little trip up to Copperton Park in Bingham City. It was so fun to take the boys there since I have so many memories of playing there when I was growing up. <br />
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Caden is one of the most expressive people you'll ever meet. I laugh daily at normal things he says because he says them with the craziest facial expressions and intonations. I tried to catch some of his expressions while he was telling me a story, but I should probably just post a video to give the full effect.<br />
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Hopefully I'll get a little better at posting more often so it doesn't have to be picture overload when I do, but I'll be honest, I don't have a whole lot of free time these days. As my mom says, "It's a good busy," and I love it.</div>Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-40787818550481864802012-03-31T13:39:00.001-07:002012-03-31T13:39:45.191-07:00Two MonthsI post-dated the last post. Apparently I started writing it on his one month birthday and never actually finished or posted it. It's pretty wordy, but I decided to put it up anyway. Miles is now 2 months old and over 9 lbs and gaining about an oz and a half a day! The little tyke has a few rolls on each thigh and plenty of chin to go around. Oh how I love chubby babes! At one month he was growing out of preemie clothes, now he is beginning to grow out of newborn outfits! It makes me a little sad, but happy to see his personality. He is super chill. I had over 20 ultrasounds with him and Jonathan and I were really worried something was wrong because in most of them he wasn't moving much at all and the tech would have to use an alarm they put up to your belly to try to wake him up. I also didn't feel him moving much and did kick counts pretty much all day because I never felt much. Now we realize the kid is just mellow, rarely getting upset and easily consoled when he does. He'll just grunt for a while to let us know he's not happy about something and if that doesn't work he'll resort to crying, but we can usually make him happy before that happens. After colicky Caden, I'm feeling pretty blessed to have an easy one for my third! With my first I was so excited to see him hit each milestone and then one day I realized he would never be little again and it was so depressing, so with my second I was always a little sad that he was growing and just wanted him to stay little. I think I'm at a good place now, I enjoyed the heck out of his first few weeks home, literally doing nothing but loving my boys, and I feel satisfied that I got all the newborn snuggles in that I could. I'm still want a brand-new newborn to snuggle, but I love the little baby he's becoming. I still am amazed at how new babies fill your heart to the brim with love and make you forget other cares, like the fact that your house is trashed or you haven't lost any baby weight since leaving the hospital :) I'm doing a little better at keeping my house clean these days and I'm trying to squeeze in a little exercise besides walks to the park. Jonathan and I played in a softball game at the law school and when I saw myself in the pictures after I decided it's time to quit laying on the couch all day and eating whatever I want! Speaking of that, I haven't exactly been able to eat what I want... poor Miles is allergic to dairy, which means no milk for me, and in this case, no milk products either. At all. He kept breaking out in hives after we brought him home so our pediatrician recommended cutting out dairy to see if it helps since he's too young for an allergy test. I did, and within a couple days the hives stopped. A few weeks later I decided to try milk again and see if it affected him. I spent 24 hours enjoying ice cream, cheese, and all the yummy desserts at a friend's baby shower, and exactly 24 hours after my first bite of dairy the babe got hives, diarrhea, and spent the next few days crying all day and screaming when he pooped. I felt like the world's worst mother. Since some kids are more sensitive than others, I decided to eat just a little butter and see if that affected him and, again exactly 24 hours later, he got hives and diarrhea. I didn't have any dairy for a few weeks and I wanted to see if he was getting any less sensitive so this week I decided again to have just a little butter on a breadstick and I'm sure you can guess what happened. So I'm done. I feel so awful when he's crying and pooping and it's not that fun to have a crabby baby either, so I'll be dairy-free till he's done nursing. At least his reactions were so quick and obvious that we could figure it out before he got to the bloody diarrhea stage or anything like that. I was pretty bummed about my new diet at first, but I have some friends whose kids have the same issues so I've gotten good advice from them for substitutes and replacements, and the Best Life butter that's made with olive oil totally tastes like regular butter and works especially great for baking, so I think I'll survive :) <br />
Anyway, besides emptying our fridge of dairy, Miles has filled our home with joy already. I don't know if it's just because I'm more aware this time or not, but the Spirit he brought with him into our home was amazing. Our entire family has felt so happy since his coming and our home really has felt like heaven on earth. Even the big boys seemed to get along better and be much happier than before. They sure love their little brother and I'm sure he's going to get tired of the constant kisses and hugs soon. And man can that boy smile. He started smiling at 3 weeks, my earliest smiler for sure, and at first it was just every few days, then once a day, then suddenly ALL DAY LONG. Whenever he's awake he's smiling, even if he's spitting up, has hiccups, is peeing on me while I change his diaper, or is being carried through the halls at church, his mouth is in a wide-open toothless gape at everyone he sees. The only drawback is when I put him down to go to sleep, swaddled like a burrito and with a binky in his mouth, he'll sit and smile at me and I just want to pick him up and play with him some more. And sometimes I do. But after we had Easton who had to be fed to sleep every time, we decided to let the next two go to sleep on their own and it's been so wonderful. They don't ever have to cry in their cribs or be put to sleep by someone cuz they're used to doing it themselves from day one. Unless they get overtired of course, then they need a little help sometimes. We did it with Caden and he's never cried when he's gone to sleep so we're hoping it works the same with Miles (Thank you Baby Whisperer!). <br />
On to other things, Jonathan has 6 weeks of school left! Woo hoo! We still don't have something lined up for the summer so we're looking in both Utah and Vegas. The problem is we want something that will potentially lead to a job after school. He's applied a few places we haven't heard back from yet, but the ones in Utah said they have tons of applicants so we're not too confident we'll be back up for this summer. We'll see though! We'll be up for Ashlee's wedding next month and my brother David and his wife Robin just had little Henry (the first Harward cousin for my boys!!) and we're so excited to come up and meet him. We got to go home for Jonathan's spring break this month and go to two showers for Robin, Ashlee's first endowment session at the temple, and we also blessed Miles while we were up there. We were hoping Robin would have the baby while we were there, but he waited till 5 days after we left to make his appearance. He had to wait for the opening day of City Creek. (Robin is a fashion design major so she needs a little shopping buddy :) ). <br />
Vegas has been awesome lately. Tons of sun and blue skies and 70+ degree weather. We even went to the pool yesterday! We've been taking lots of walks to the park, although I still try not to go too far since I don't want to have to call someone to come pick me up. Three months of lying on the couch really takes a toll on your body! I seriously have no muscle tone at all and my back aches every day by the evening. I feel so stinkin' old! I'm so used to feeling strong and capable and independent, but now I've gone from running a half marathon before I got pregnant to being worried about whether I'll be able to make it one mile to the park and back. Oh well, this will just be a long, slow recovery. But boy oh boy is this boy worth it! :)Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-54475543812421378642012-03-02T22:36:00.000-08:002012-03-31T12:37:40.298-07:00One MonthUnfortunately I have no pictures for this post, but I just wanted to write about Miles at this age because I know in a week or two he will have changed again.<br />
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He's already over 6 1/2 lbs! His little legs that were sticks when we brought him home now have a little meat on them. His face is filling out, his wrinkly skin is smoothing, he actually seems to fit in his car seat, and he only fits in a couple of his preemie outfits. <br />
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We've been inside. A lot. Normally, I can't stay home. When I was on bedrest I'd be constantly telling Jonathan to take the kids to the park cuz they needed to get out of the house and we finally decided that I'm the one who has the issue with staying home, I always have to be on a walk or at the park or the grocery store or something. Well, all that has changed. I have been such a homebody since Miles came home. There may be several days in a row where I don't even get out of my pajamas. And I love it. The house is usually a mess, the boys are in their pjs all day too, dinner is super simple, but I am having the time of my life snuggling little balls of sweetness and playing with the big ones when the baby's asleep. It's amazing how a new little one fills your heart so full you think it will explode but it also makes you love everyone else in your family so much more. I seriously doubt that I've ever been as happy as I am right now. <br />
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Speaking of being home, that will probably become a more normal thing for a while. I took all three to Smith's one day this week and then to storytime at the mall and the playground another day. Let's just say.... I need a little adjusting to this handling 3 little kids business. My idea of how things would go and how they actually went were totally different. Did you know if you put the carseat on top of the car cart you can't see over it? So you have to constantly be looking around it. And the car carts are already ginormous anyway so it's hard to steer even when you can see where you're going. And your other two kids might not even want to stay in the car cart and instead "help" you put stuff in the cart. And while they're doing that you may be checking your list and not be able to see them putting stuff in the cart anyway. And this may all be after a doctor's appointment you had to wait for a while at with all three kids so you may or may not be wiped out already. That day, you might become a mom who lets their kids get the giant sugar cookies at the bakery that are the size of their heads and piled with 4 inches of frosting and then also let them get Cookie Crisp in the cereal aisle because they ask for it so cute and you're too tired from getting 3 hours of sleep to bother saying anything. Not that they would have objected if you would have told them they couldn't have it, really they were being well-behaved, you were just too tired to care about how it would spoil their dinner. Remember how I said I've never been happier than I am right now? Well I was telling the truth, but I may just not plan grocery shopping trips after doctor's appointments with all three littles anymore. It may have worked before, but things are much more tiring when you're already tired.<br />
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Speaking of sleeping, Miles is actually a great little sleeper (THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!!!). After Caden..... I was pretty nervous. But Miles not only looks more like his brother Easton, he also sleeps more like him. That's why I'm blogging at 10:30pm instead of zonked out in bed. During the day he eats every 3 hours, sometimes even a little closer together. But he seems to get that night time is for sleeping and he'll usually do a good 5 hours stretch the first stretch of the night. We used to wake him up to feed him, but the kid is gaining weight like a champ so I figure if he's fine getting an extra couple of hours of sleep, so are we! He doesn't have a problem with sleeping at night, but during the day can be more challenging. He still gets overtired VERY easily and will have a hard time going to sleep and/or staying asleep sometimes. I'm still trying to figure out how to prevent this, but so far no luck. He has an alert time for a few hours every morning and every evening and by the end of the day he's usually done. I feel like I'm still figuring that part out with him, but at least he's got days and nights down!Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-26032053048330305922012-02-27T22:32:00.002-08:002012-02-27T22:46:06.165-08:00My BabyMy amazing friend McCall came and took these pictures of Miles a few days after we brought him home from the hospital. Oh they grow up so fast, I cried 3 times while uploading these pictures just thinking about it. Thank you so much McCall! They are so sweet.<br />
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I am so in love.Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-2018579668240220132012-02-16T21:31:00.000-08:002012-02-16T21:31:28.367-08:00Getting to know Mr. MilesBaby Miles is now 2 weeks old and has been home with us 7 whole days! Here's what we've learned about him and life with him so far:<br />
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-Miles loooves tv. If it is ever on, he is glued. <br />
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- He looks more and more like Easton. Still definitely his own little person, but more like E and his daddy.<br />
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- The boys are enamored with him, but I'll be honest, Caden is the most. Easton couldn't stop talking about him coming, but it's Caden that is constantly by my side when I'm taking care of him and trying to do things for him. He seems mesmerized by him and as hard as he tries, he can't resist kissing those pouty lips or touching those tiny fingers. Every time Miles makes a peep Caden says something like, "Oh it's okay baby. Come here. Where's your blankie? I love you baby."<br />
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- He's getting better at eating, still a work in progress though.<br />
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- He sleeps- A LOT! He's supposed to eat every 3 hours and a lot of the time we have to wake him up to eat. He has to eat though since he's so tiny, so sometimes if we can't get him to wake up we just stick a bottle in his mouth and move his jaw up and down so milk goes in his mouth and he has to swallow it. We're all getting pretty good at the force-feeding around here and I can't wait till Miles is big enough we don't have to wake him up anymore!<br />
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- He is very easily over-stimulated. I always wondered why the NICU was kept so dim and quiet but now I know- these kiddos can't handle too much excitement! Miles only has a few times a day when he is alert for about an hour but if things are too bright or loud during that time he can't calm down and gets overtired and then can't get back to sleep for hours and when he finally does he doesn't sleep peacefully. Poor little guy!<br />
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- He LOVES to have his back rubbed. <br />
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- I know it's still early, but so far he is very mild-tempered. Unless he gets overtired, he doesn't really ever cry or fuss too much. I hope this temperment lasts!<br />
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Look at those gorgeous eyes. Caden, you're a doll.<br />
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Easton, of course, loves him too and always says, "Oh hes so cute and tiny! I just love that baby!"<br />
- We've learned that he really is tiny. The NICU gave us a growth chart for preemies and by each of the other boys' gestational ages they were in the 50th percentile for weight and height. Miles, on the other hand, is in the 10th in weight and height, so he really is a tiny little thing. When we left the NICU a week ago he was 5lbs 4oz, almost up to his birth weight. He's now 5 lbs 9 oz so he's getting bigger!<br />
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- Miles loves his brothers, too. He stares at them and looks like he's fascinated with them. <br />
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- He loves to suck. There are several times when I think he must be hungry but nope, he just wants to suck on his fingers or a binky. He sure loves when he finds that thumb and actually gets it in!</div>
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Flashback! These are from his time in the NICU. We couldn't take him over to the window till he was off oxygen so when he was 2 days old the boys finally got to see him! They were SO excited! Our friends were visiting and so they got to be in on the excitement. That's their cute boy in the brown shirt. It was a good practice run for him for baby excitement since his mom is having one next month!<br />
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Caden started bawling and wanted to come in and hold him. Poor kid was so disappointed, but he gets plenty of baby time now!<br />
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The boys had SO much fun setting everything up for Miles. They found this car seat cover and took turns being the "baby." They also would play with the bouncer and playmat and one of them would be the baby while the other one was the dad and took care of them.<br />
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<br />My dad feeding him in the NICU.<br />
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Going Home! Exactly one week after birth.<br />
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My mom came down a few days after he was born and my dad joined her the next week and Jonathan's parents and sisters are coming down tomorrow! The boys have been in heaven having so much family around.<br />
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<br />Here are the little studmuffins on Sunday. I couldn't resist taking their pic when they look so studly.<br />
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<br />And don't worry, that handhold is not forced. These two <em>love</em> each other, they really are best friends. They play together for hours on end and tell each other that they're best friends and have their brother forts and all the wonderful things I've been so excited for. They really enjoy playing together and even though they still get in fights, they've grown to adore each other more and more the older they get. How lucky to have a best friend who is with you all the time!<br />
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Here I am as we were leaving for the hospital. Last picture being pregnant!<br />
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Here's good ole Dr. Martin with the brand new baby! He said the cord was wrapped around his neck pretty tight so it's probably a good thing we had to do a c-section.</div>
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I love this picture. I loved when I heard that scream!</div>
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It was weird being strapped to the table and seeing Miles sitting in the little bed getting cleaned up. I was so happy when they brought him over to me. I may have cried a little.</div>
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Miles was doing great but was just having a little trouble maintaining his temperature in his tiny 5 lb body. They took him to the NICU to be monitored, but he started having trouble breathing. They did an x-ray of his lungs and found that he had aspirated some fluid on his way out and they would need to watch him for a few days to see if it cleared up on its own or turned into pneumonia. Unfortunately, it didn't clear up so he's been in the NICU the past 5 days, but he is doing great now and they'll do another x-ray on Thursday and make sure he's clear and can go home! For a while he was on oxygen, under an heat lamp, had a feeding tube, and an IV, but now he is off of everything and just has the IV in his arm for when they give him antibiotics. He also is eating 1 1/2 oz every feed and is doing great! He did have to be on the blue lights for a few days for his bilirubin levels, but they're good now too. His cute eye cover looked like sunglasses though, it was so cute!</div>
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The NICU is always pretty dark and we haven't gotten many good pictures, but here's one of Jonathan feeding him.</div>
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We go over every 3 hours and feed him, so it's made for a pretty busy few days but hopefully he'll be home soon! I am so so soo grateful every day I'm there that he stayed in as long as he did because there are so many things we don't have to worry about with him being more mature. Our prayers have definitely been answered. They were also answered in the delivery. I was so nervous I wouldn't know when to go to the hospital and would end up with an emergency c-section again, but Easton answered that prayer. If he hadn't gotten sick at preschool I probably wouldn't have been home for at least another hour, and then I don't know if I would have started my monitoring right away or not. I may not have noticed till things were really painful and then who knows how much time we would have had. It was definitely much nicer (although a little weird) to be in a calm situation and for the doctors to have time to do the surgery carefully. I can tell that this recovery is much easier than the one after Caden was. I came home from the hospital Saturday night and have felt much better than I did before. I still have had to take it easy, but I've already pretty much stopped my pain meds and it's only day 5 and I'm pretty sure I took the medicine a lot longer with Caden! I'm really really grateful for how well everything has gone.<br />
As for little Miles, he has stolen our hearts already. I am so in love. I just sit and hold him and snuggle him when I'm there and cry when I'm not. I miss him so much and can't wait for him to be home. It's so wonderful to see that he knows us already and I love seeing him get excited when I get there. I've been taking advantage of my last few nights without a newborn and haven't been going to the feeds during the night, so he always seems super excited to see me in the morning. Little babies are the sweetest creation and I could hold him all day. I'll post more pictures and more about him tomorrow! Gotta go get my sleep in while I can!Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-21353949354260354562012-01-31T21:12:00.000-08:002012-01-31T21:12:00.567-08:00Freedom!Tomorrow is my last day. After that, I'm free! No more bedrest! No more waking up every two hours all night to take medicine! Wahoo! Yesterday marked 13 weeks of bedrest and Thursday I will be 36 weeks (so exactly 1/3 of my pregnancy, ha!) and I am in heaven thinking about it! We're debating if I should wait till after Jonathan's class that afternoon to stop the meds and start moving, but we're pretty anxious to meet this little man so we may just Wednesday night and hope he comes Thursday morning :) But we'll see. Who knows, maybe he'll stay in another week or so, which is fine, but I'll be surprised. Besides stronger and more frequent contractions, there are other changes that have happened that indicate it's really close. In fact, today I had them about every 7-9 minutes all day and they were hurting more so I was wondering if we would make it 2 more days, but so far he's still in! I was wondering what they would do to stop my labor if I went in and then I realized that they wouldn't! He could come! Such a weird thought after trying to keep him in so long. We're not the only ones excited...<br />
The first thing Easton says each morning when he wakes up is "Mom! Only 4 more days!" or 3 or 2 like it was today :) Then he hugs and kisses my stomach and tells the baby how much he loves him and is excited for him to come out. He's convinced he's going to come on Thursday so we'll see if he's right! The first thing Caden says every morning is "I want Life." :) He doesn't really get it yet, but he has a serious love for babies so hopefully he'll be just as excited as Easton when we bring the little man home. This is possibly the last post before he comes, I'll update as soon as I can :) Thanks again so much for all the prayers, they worked!<br />
PS- I know I said I wanted to wait till after Jonathan's game Thursday night, but... I can't wait :) Maybe I'll still be able to go, we'll just wait and see!Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-3350245834241134072012-01-26T21:42:00.000-08:002012-01-26T21:54:07.767-08:00Still hangin onWell we hit 35 weeks today! Woo hoo! I can hardly believe it! Three weeks ago when the doc said he would come any day and we didn't need to bother scheduling any more appointments, Jonathan asked him what would happen if he didn't come right away. The doctor (who, by the way, was a cardiologist before deciding to switch to maternal fetal medicine, which is basically high-risk pregnancies, and has been dealing with pregnant women for 25 years, so he's pretty smart) laughed at him and told him that would be a miracle. Well.... I guess we're witnessing a miracle! I am so so sooo grateful for that, too! I keep thinking about the fact that we aren't going have a long NICU stay, and if he stays in a little while longer.... who knows, maybe he could actually come home with us! I've never brought a baby home with me or had one in the room with me at the hospital so I'm getting so excited at the thought of it!! But whatever happens, we're just extremely thankful for this blessing. <br />
I think there are a lot of things that have contributed to keeping him in. Obviously, modern medicine. I don't go two hours without taking something and when it's getting close to my next dose I definitely need it. Without it, we'd be in serious trouble! I have yet to dip to having contractions less than every ten minutes ever and some days its around every 5 or 6 minutes, but they haven't pushed the babe out yet so it's okay. Some days I am just ready to be done with the pain, but most of the time it's manageable. 12 weeks of bedrest probably helps, too. I literally get off the couch to go to appointments, the bathroom, take a bath, and that's about it. Also great doctors. They said they were more aggressive with me than they normally would have been since Caden came so early and I'm so glad they were. We wouldn't have made it nearly this far if they hadn't been watching me close and intervened so early. Jonathan's Christmas break was perfect timing so that I could lay on the couch the whole 6 weeks he was off and he took care of everything, but even if he hadn't had that break, our ward is so amazing I know we wouldn't have had anything to worry about. They have brought dinner every other night the whole time and babysat a lot and I always have people offering to help. It's so nice to have a huge list of people offering for you to call at a moment's notice to watch your kids. They've seriously been amazing. I think being able to be happy and not get depressed and too stressed out has helped too. In the hospital, they told me everyone on bedrest gets depressed. Honestly, I never got to that point. Stressed sometimes, yes, but never depressed. I think it is due to all the amazing support I have. I've had so many people just drop by to drop something off or visit. So many sending texts or messages and calling and everyone has been so kind and made me feel so good. Every little kind word makes a difference and I have felt so loved that there was no way I could possibly get down in the dumps. THANK YOU everyone so much!!! <br />
Still, with all these helps, it's still nothing short of a miracle and mostly due to all the prayers and fasting others have done on our behalf. Last night while studying scriptures we were reading about miracles and Jonathan explained to the boys that our baby staying in is a miracle. It was so fun to tell them that and see them understand (as well as they can :) ). Going from knowing he might not survive to knowing he would have serious long-term problems to now knowing he has almost a 100% chance of being totally fine and maybe coming home with us is a humbling experience. We know it doesn't always work out this way, in fact it didn't work out for us last time, so I don't know why we've been so blessed, but we are forever grateful to our Heavenly Father and our Savior and to all those who prayed in our behalf. Thank you thank you thank you forever! <br />
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Also, as an update, last week was Easton's 4th birthday!!! He didn't get his birthday wish of the baby coming on his birthday, but he did get "Hun" (my mom, they copy what my dad calls her :) ) to come! She came down to help celebrate and help me out with Jonathan back in school and the boys loved it! He also got so spoiled with presents from everyone and has had a heyday with his new toys ever since. On Monday, Jonathan had taken Easton to Chuck E Cheese for the first time and he had a ball. Jonathan did too, he's so excited to go back :) Then on his birthday, since Dad was at school, my Mom took the boys to one of those blow up, bouncy house places and I think Easton was in heaven. They were the first ones there when it opened and the last ones to leave before it closed in the afternoon. Oh my word those boys had so much fun! Then that night we had a couple of friends over for cake and ice cream. I didn't want to do anything too big since I can't exactly do much, and since we didn't know if we would even be here or not, but luckily my aunt Brenda and uncle Craig and their family had sent Easton a Lightning McQueen pinata for his birthday and Easton couldn't talk about much else in the weeks leading up to it! We even watched videos on youtube of kids breaking pinatas so Easton kept saying, "Everyone will line up and everyone gets three hits and then it's the next person's turn." Well, the few kids that were there were all pretty little, so finally Jonathan took one big whack at it and candy pelted the wall and I was sure he broke something :) No harm done though, and the boys thought it was the coolest thing ever and kept talking about how Dad broke the pinata and the candy flew at the wall. It was a happy, simple birthday party that Easton loved.<br />
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The day after the party, we got hit with the stomach flu. Well, some of us did. My poor mom was sick as a dog and so were Easton and Caden. Luckily me and Jonathan escaped it, but my mom was so sick and then right after she got better she and Easton got a cough and cold. Some fun for them huh? But because she was sick, she stayed longer than she was planning and decided to stay another week. It was sooo nice to have her here while Jonathan was in school. Especially since she took the boys to the park one day and she was worried about leaving me home alone so she brought a blanket and I just laid on the blanket and read a book while she played with the boys. My word it was so nice to get out in the sunshine! It was 65 degrees and I was in a t-shirt and flip flops and starting to sweat by the time we left. I actually got a sunburn, I'm pretty sure that's easy when your skin hasn't seen the sun for 3 months. She left today since Jonathan doesn't have school on Fridays so he'll be here with me for the rest of the weekend. So we're hoping the baby either comes this weekend or next, but not while Jonathan is in school. Which leads me to some exciting news..... Only one more week of bedrest!!! Next Thursday I'll be 36 weeks and so I'll stop the medicine and bedrest! Woo hoo! So excited! I really really hope he stays in till then cuz I'm curious to see how long I'll last before he comes after I go back to being normal. Honestly, I can't imagine it would be that long, but I've heard of people who do so I want to know! Jonathan has a basketball game that night so he's making me wait till after to stop my medicine, ya know, just so he doesn't risk missing it :) So I'm going to go to his game and then stop taking the meds after that. I am sooo excited to go to his game and do normal things! So we'll see what happens next weekend!<br />Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-81565384310815672342012-01-15T14:52:00.000-08:002012-01-15T14:52:38.887-08:00My one wordI'm sure a lot of you are big fans of Shawni Eyre Pothier and her blog <a href="http://71toes.com/" target="_blank">71toes</a>. She is seriously awesome. I love reading her blog for its beautiful pictures and inspirational mothering insights. One thing she does is choose one word to be her goal for the new year, and I really like that. I've been trying to decide what my one word would be for a while. I loved President Monson's article "<a href="http://lds.org/liahona/2012/01/living-the-abundant-life?lang=eng" target="_blank">Living the Abundant Life</a>" in the Ensign this month and I wanted to somehow incorporate that into my word. So, as simple as it is, I've decided my word is going to be "enjoy." If I enjoy my life, it will be abundant (which is part of the principles he encourages in his article). Especially with adding a newborn, it can sometimes be hard to enjoy everyday moments, and my kids will be grown way too fast. They're still pretty little, in fact part of the reason I wanted to focus on this is because I don't want to get overwhelmed with having 3 kids 4 and under (since Easton turns 4 this week!). I feel like when I had one it was super easy to enjoy every moment, then we had little Caden, who is such a ray of sunshine now(most of the time) but for the first 18 months of his life was more on the fussy, crabby side and after 3 straight months of colic and a year and a half of not sleeping through the night, I am sad to say I probably didn't enjoy that time as much as I could have. The past year has been great, I feel like I've enjoyed my boys so much and loved the simple happiness every day brought, even though there are always bad days, but with a new little personality joining our family I want to make sure I continue to enjoy the boys I have as well as soak up the sweet bundle of joy we'll be adding. Because let's face it, the newborn days and here and gone SO fast and they never, ever come back. And if something not really important is getting in the way of me enjoying my boys, it will be eliminated. Life's too short to be wasted on the stuff that interferes with the "<a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2007/10/good-better-best?lang=eng&query=choose+better+part" target="_blank">best stuff</a>." So to start off, I'm going to list some things I've <em>enjoyed</em> about bedrest, now that I've had 11 weeks to fully experience it :).<br />
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- Politics. There's always something interesting to read about the presidential race and I've never really followed politics before so it's been fun to have the time to learn about the candidates and how things work. <br />
- Brushing teeth and combing hair. These monotonous every day things I cram in when I'm in a hurry to rush out the door are now some of the limited things I can do for my family so I actually like doing it! (I also get to sort and fold the laundry from the couch! And... that's about it :) )<br />
- Knowing what's going on with people. Before Halloween, I had no idea. I rarely checked people's blogs, all I did on facebook was post something one of the boys said and then maybe I'd glance through the feed, but not too often. Now I'm not going "What? She had a baby? I didn't even know she was pregnant?" Not that I think this is super important and I'll probably go back to rarely getting on once I can actually get up and do things, but for the time it was kind of fun. Although I do have a goal to update the blog a little more, at least more than once a year :)<br />
- Not being sick. It's winter, cold and flu season, and I've been sick twice in the past few months and not even that sick. That's a definite perk about not leaving your house. Also, that I don't have morning sickness. One of my friend's husbands brought dinner over the other day and we were talking about his wife who has morning sickness and he was saying that it was obviously not as bad as what I'm going through and I thought, "Are you kidding me? I would take this over that any day!" I had it for the first 18 weeks with this pregnancy and that was awful. Morning sickness is like bedrest except you can't eat anything and what's worse than that? Lying on the couch with an upset stomach..... no thank you. I'll take contractions.<br />
- Being the nest. One thing I didn't realize, if you're home on the couch all day, your kids will be too. I usually have one or both of them on the couch with me, and when I'm on my side so that my knees make a triangle against the couch, a little boy will undoubtedly hop in and cry, "Oh thank you for making my nest!" and I become a nest until I need to change positions. It's also been fun to be able to read, play Trouble, and work on learning stuff with them. <br />
- Time. Speaking of that, I have loved having all this time with them. I really miss not doing things like going to the park, library, walks, playing hide and seek, but it's fun to have time to do lots of other things with them. In fact, since I knew I would probably be on bedrest (but never thought it would be for this long) I had a huge list of things I would accomplish. You know, really productive things, like writing a book, learning how to use photoshop, finishing my 1/2 a class that stands between me and graduating (it's only been like 2 years that I've been trying to get around to finishing it. don't judge.) learning how to use my camera better, reading the entire standard works as well as all conference talks since conference started, yada yada yada.... but I didn't take into account the fact that I'm still a mom, and even though Jonathan has been here most of the time and is doing an amazing job taking care of all of us, my boys still want mom-time.. a lot! I also didn't factor in stress, lack of sleep from waking up every 2 hours to take meds, side effects from said meds that make accomplishing anything impossible, and just the fact that when you're extremely worried about the well-being of one of your children it's difficult to focus on anything at all, especially anything serious that requires focus to understand. So while some goals were still accomplished (don't be looking for a novel by Linsi Peck to appear in your local bookstore anytime soon), the thing I did most was spend time with my family and a big chunk of my reading centered on how to improve as a mother. Both beneficial in my book. And I <em>will</em> still finish that darn class soon.... I hope.<br />
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Well, that's good for now. Basically bedrest isn't all that bad. I think Jonathan has really enjoyed taking on the role of full-time parent, and boy he does a good job at it. He's done the whole she-bang, including deep cleaning, organizing, putting up and putting away Christmas, library, park days, grocery shopping, haircuts, well-checks at the doctor, taking Caden for shots, and doing it all after waking up at night with kids who had bad dreams or are still having one and crying in their sleep and then wake up early because their tummy says, "rumble grumble." He's loved spending so much time with our boys, but now understands much better the "trenches" of everyday parenthood and how much your attitude affects your children's behavior (and he is good. I have so much to learn from him). He said he's decided he will be getting up at night with the new baby because he can see now how hard it is to do all the normal "mom" stuff and get no sleep. He said it will be much easier for him to be tired and go to law school than for me to be tired and have to do it all, all day. I'll let him be the undisputed winner on this point :)<br />
PS- One thing he hasn't had to worry about is dinner, thanks to our amazing ward and friends down here! They've been bringing us dinners this whole time and Jonathan has only had to cook twice because someone always seems to have made an extra lasagna or drop a pizza by or something like that. It has been sooooo nice for him to not have to worry about it, especially as he was trying to finish a paper for the law journal. You never realize how much time meal planning, shopping, preparing, and cleaning up take until you don't have to do it, and it has been such a blessing to not have any more added stress on his plate! Thank you all soooo much!Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-6106339268635127342012-01-12T04:38:00.000-08:002012-01-12T04:38:06.412-08:00I may start whining more.......because apparently it works! I went to bed Monday night so sick of everything and ready to be done and woke up Tuesday feeling much better. Like, I've only been having contractions about every 10 minutes and they don't even hurt that bad! Yahoo! I feel so much better. Maybe the Lord decided I'd had all I could for now :) Whatever the reason, I am sooo grateful. And even more grateful that today marks 33 weeks! I think what may have calmed things down is that before I was taking procardia every 4 hours and terbutaline as needed when I had painful contractions in between doses. Well, the more often you take terbutaline, the faster your body gets used to it and it loses effectiveness, so I was taking it as little as possible, only a few times a day, to try to make the effects last longer. On Sunday night after being in so much pain all the time I decided to just start taking it every 4 hours like I did at the hospital, and I think that around Monday night I finally got enough in my system that it calmed things down. So the downfall is it isn't going to work as long, but I'm afraid to stop taking it every 4 hours in case things get crazy again. I'm going to talk to my doctor tomorrow though, so we'll see what he thinks. But for now, things are feeling much better! I still don't have much holding him in so it could still happen any time, but at least my uterus isn't trying so hard to push him out anymore. I'm so relieved! Thank you everyone for your sweet words! And thank you to those who've shared your stories with me. I love hearing about other people's babies and how they did. In fact I look up stories online and see how babies fared at whatever weeks I'm at, and I've found a few 33 weekers who were only in the NICU for less than 2 weeks! We've decided anything less than a month is going to be awesome, but it's so cool to think we could be 2 weeks or less. Well, it is 4:30 am and I think I can finally go back to sleep, so just so everyone knows, things are pretty nice over here :)Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-62941951625582949492012-01-09T17:34:00.000-08:002012-01-09T17:34:20.313-08:00Wit's End...is totally where I'm at right now. Today marks 10 weeks on bedrest, but that's not what's killing me. I could take 10 more weeks if I needed to, but it also marks 1 week of 10+ contractions every hour and I've about had it already. They've slowly been increasing each day and yesterday and today were 15+ every hour. I am literally about to rip my hair out. This morning I also was having lots more cramping, back pain, and pressure than normal and it kept up all morning so we were planning on going in to the hospital when the boys woke up from their naps, but by the time they did I was actually feeling a little better. They still hurt, but not as bad so now I'm still just here waiting in limbo for something to make me feel like I need to go in NOW. I really am glad it hasn't happened yet, he's gotten a few more days in than we thought he would, but I'm not sure how much more I can handle without losing my mind. I'm back up to taking medicine every other hour to try to control the intensity but I can tell it's not really working much anymore. The good part of that is the side effects have decreased since the pills aren't as effective, but that also means more and stronger contractions. I can't believe I thought I was having a lot of contractions back when I was having 8 an hour. Sheesh, it's amazing what a little perspective does for ya. Which is why I'm trying really really hard to think about the positive fact that he's staying in longer so it's better for him and will be easier to not have him in the nicu for as long, but boy it's tough. My poor boys, I've been such a grump lately. <br />
Whew, now that I've got that off my chest, maybe I can write something positive. :) A nurse came over to do an assessment on me today and she said what every other nurse and doctor has told me: "I really can't believe you're still pregnant." Every time someone says that it just reminds me how grateful I should be, how blessed we really are. Good night I'm going to be 33 weeks on Thursday! That's amazing! And babies born at this age are even so much better off than babies born two weeks earlier, so that will make the weeks after he's born that much easier. Truly we are grateful, even if my complaining makes it seem otherwise. Apparently you guys are just too good at praying for him to stay in. :)<br />
The boys are beyond excited. I think Easton asks me at least 5 times a day when the baby will come out. Last night he seemed to have a blonde moment and asked when our baby HAD come out. For some reason he thought he'd already come and was in the hospital :) Silly boy. <br />
Also, if you ever get a chance, have a conversation with Caden. He's suddenly decided that, despite what he's been insisting on for the last few months, he is NOT a baby. He's now a big boy and gets upset when I tell him he's my baby. With his new attitude he's suddenly become more talkative and started into telling stories. I LOVE just sitting and chatting with him now to see what he'll say. Yesterday he told me a big long story about Kung Fu Panda falling and even included how he said, "No, no, noooooooo....." as he was falling. His stories can go on forever, I just keep asking him questions to see what else he'll say. :) <br />
That's all for now. Maybe we'll be rushing over to the hospital tonight, maybe he'll hang on for a little longer. I'd like to know the record for how long this type of thing can go on before the body gives up, but I can't imagine it will be too much longer. I'll be sure to update if he does come!Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-51713457522573451222012-01-06T06:51:00.000-08:002012-01-06T06:51:13.983-08:00Still cookin'I'm updating again, mostly because I'm bored. I've been up for a few hours and I'm tired of reading news and looking at people's blogs. Mostly I'm tired of being tired. It's awfully hard to sleep when you're having contractions every few minutes. Usually I'll get a few hours a night when the medicine will calm the intensity down enough and I'm so tired I can sleep through them, but after I get a little rest and am not too dead-tired enough to notice them, I can't ignore them anymore. Luckily you don't need a lot of sleep when you do nothing all day :) And I keep telling myself it's better than him being at the NICU. <br />
So I've started getting really worried lately. With Caden, I went from "I'm kind of uncomfortable from this stomach pain" to having bearing down pains in 1 1/2 hours. Yikes. So I'm a little stressed this time about knowing when to go in. I have cramping and pressure pretty much all day so that won't give it away. I had back pain with Easton but never with Caden so I don't know if that's going to come or not. I asked my doctor and he said the only thing he can think of is waiting for them to get regular, so I spend a lot of time counting them when I'm not actually on the monitor. So far we're not exactly regular so I guess that's good. They'll come every 6 minutes, then every 3, then 2, then 4, then 2, then 5, then 7, and just keep changing so I guess as long as it stays like that I'm staying put here. Which I'm totally fine with. I'm happy I made it this far and don't have the worries I had before, but still, the longer he cooks the better. I remember when I hit 24 wks and my cousin Megan texted me "Happy 50% day!" because that was his chance of survival at that age and I was SO excited to have made it there since my cervix was already shortening and I was on anti-contraction medicine and bedrest. I didn't care what issues he had, I was just happy he had at least that much chance of surviving. Now it's like 98% chance, I think almost the same as a full-term baby with no greater risk of long-term complications than a full-termer. Hooray! So anyway, things are good here and I know this is stuff I've already said but.... I'm bored. And a main intention of me updating this was so you all know that he has not come yet :) I know when I'm waiting for a friend to have their baby I'm constantly checking online and texting them to see if it's baby time so I figured maybe some of you are crazy like me. Not yet though, although after my monitoring yesterday my doctor looked at the strip and then called to tell me that it looks like he'll be coming really soon, the medicine isn't doing much anymore. Even though this is exactly what he told me at my appointment the day before, it made me a little more nervous because usually a nurse just calls and let me know how many I had and asks me how I'm feeling and everything and decided with him if I need to go into the hospital, so the fact that he called me himself just to tell me that and remind me of what to watch for to head over to labor and delivery made me a little more nervous that he'll be here really soon. We'll see! Hopefully Easton gets his birthday wish that the baby will come at 6am on his birthday in a few weeks. That would be stupendous.<br />
Well, I'm done. Easton just woke up and came out and said, "Mom, how did you wake up before me?" I told him my stomach hurt so I came out on the couch so I didn't wake up Dad and then I asked him how he woke up so early. He said he heard me out here and wanted to come out and snuggle with me. Off to snuggle time I go! :)Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-57518289005769469492012-01-04T16:52:00.000-08:002012-01-04T16:52:33.438-08:00Big News! and a belly shot!Well... Easton constantly tells the baby he wants him to come out now and he's so excited to play with him and I guess the little guy has decided to grant him his wish! My contractions have been getting more constant and more painful and this week I've had 10+ every hour. We went to the doctor today and I told Jonathan I was going to be really surprised if my cervix hadn't changed at all in the past two weeks with all this action. So I wasn't too surprised when the tech did the ultrasound and there was very little cervix left and what was left was wide open all the way through. Basically there's about a centimeter of cervix left but it's dilated and open through so there's essentially nothing holding him in there. The doctor didn't want to check to see if I was dilated any more on the outside (I've been dilated 2-3 since 26 wks) because he didn't want to irritate it at all and said it didn't really matter because he'll be coming anytime now anyway. He told me not even to worry about scheduling another appointment because I won't make it and he had me get another steroid shot since he said there probably won't be time to do them once I get to the hospital. So for now I am moving as little as possible and hoping it will help him stay in at least a little longer. Obviously we want him to stay in as long as he can, but he does have a lot of good things going for him. Tomorrow I'll be 32 weeks, at which point his risk of long-term brain damage isn't any greater than it would be for a full-term baby. He's also almost 4 lbs so he's bigger already than Caden was and over a week older. I've gotten the steroid shots which help a lot so hopefully he won't have to be on oxygen for too long. My biggest worries with preemie babies are brain bleeds, picc lines, and feeding tubes since all can cause serious problems. He's past the brain bleed worry, hopefully past the picc lines, and will probably have feeding tubes but hopefully not for too long. They make me nervous that they'll be put in wrong and he'll end up aspirating fluid, so the less time he has them the better! We couldn't hold Caden for the first week until his PICC line came out because of the risk of it snapping and traveling up his artery to his heart, so hopefully this little man is big enough to get his nutrition by mouth instead of needing that IV. But going from wondering if he'll survive at 23 weeks to having just these few worries at 32 weeks is amazing and we're so grateful for this blessing!<br />
Anyway, this is very long, but it could be my last post before we meet our little boy! The NICU stay is never fun and hopefully it will be as short as possible, but I will definitely welcome the relief from these darn contractions and a chance to get some sleep. It's pretty tough to sleep when your uterus is having a party all night and lately I'm looking like a zombie all the time now so the sleep I get before he comes home from the NICU is going to be heaven! I'm still on all my meds and while they are no longer lowering the number of contractions, they do lessen the intensity for a little while so that's been giving me a bit of relief. We'll see how long we have till we meet the little man! We're still crossing our fingers he stays in a bit longer and keeps surprising everyone, but at this point we are very happy with what we get! In fact, Jonathan and I both have a really good feeling that everything is going to be fine and we're just really happy and excited to meet him so we'll see how much longer we have to wait!<br />
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Here are my only belly pics. I'm never very good at taking these and I actually took two this time but had never posted them, so here they are!<br />
This first one is a great picture huh? I was 25 1/2 weeks and I took this in the morning before my dr appointment (since that's the only time I'm dressed :) ). I realized what a terrible pic it was so I was going to have my mom take one after I got home from the appt but I ended up having to go straight to the hospital from the dr office, so this is what we've got :)<br />
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Neither are great pics, but I don't know that I'll be taking another one so this is what we've got! I had all these visions of cute maternity pics I would take but this will have to do. I've already gained 25 lbs which is what you're supposed to gain the entire pregnancy and 9 weeks of bedrest leaves you with absolutely NO muscle tone at all so this is going to be a lot of fun getting back in shape :) Oh well, I'm just happy to be able to go on walks and actually know what's in my fridge! And grocery shopping! And cleaning! Yay! :)Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2669256775522311930.post-45020791014633440842011-12-29T22:34:00.000-08:002011-12-29T22:34:38.088-08:0031 Weeks!!!Today marks 31 weeks! Hooray!!! I am so thrilled and grateful and amazed that we're here! This little boy has now beat out Caden and will hopefully catch up to how far Easton made it. No one knows for sure, but we're definitely hoping! To be completely honest, last time I posted I was thinking maybe we could keep him in for quite a while, but in the last week and a half I've begun to doubt that more and more. We had an appointment a week and a half ago and my cervix hadn't gotten any shorter, but I'm anxious to see what they find next week, because since that time I've gone from 3-4 contractions an hour being the average to now 8-10, almost every hour, all day every day, and they're getting more painful. A normal pregnant woman is supposed to call her doctor if she has 4 or more contractions per hour (assuming she's not close to her due date), and at first I was supposed to call if I had 6 or more, but now they've raised it to 10 or more since I usually have close to that and it's just normal. Basically what happens is the receptors in your brain or uterus (I can't remember which, they're basically the same right? :) ) get saturated with the medicine so as time goes on it doesn't work as well. You can usually get about 4-6 weeks out of the meds before the receptors get too saturated and it quits working altogether. I got about 5 weeks the first time and then went on the magnesium which serves as a washout and allows the receptors to become sensitive again so you can start another round of meds. I'm now at 4 1/2 weeks on my second round and the effectiveness is obviously wearing off so we'll see how much longer it works! When it stops working, I don't know if they'll put me back on the magnesium and start meds again or just let him come but I would definitely love to be able to bring him home with me so I'm hoping they'll put me on the mag (did I really just say that?). Having contractions all the time and being in pain all day is starting to make me a little bit grumpy so now I'm thinking that being on the mag for a few days and then having fewer contractions for awhile would be worth it. Having already been through this with Caden, I realize that just doing it to keep him in longer is worth it, but now I can see some added bonuses. :) I guess we'll see what happens over the next little while!<br />
On to Christmas! This was our first year staying home with just our little family and not being around any extended family and while we really missed everyone, we ended up having a lot of fun! I did a lot of Christmas shopping online and Jonathan took the boys out a few times which was actually really fun for him(he HATES shopping normally). He went with friends and took them to see lights and Santa and we had fun doing little Christmas crafts at home and reading stories. Caden loved playing with the "activity"(nativity) and would sit and speak for the different characters, making the wiseman ask the camel for a ride and things like that. On Christmas Eve we went to a friend's house for dinner. I actually got to go somewhere! Don't worry, it was about a 3 minute drive and then I walked straight in and laid on the couch and didn't get up all night. I'm allowed to get up 10 minutes every few hours so I counted this as my "getting up" time. Some friends from our ward and some new friends were there and it was so fun to get to visit and play games for a few hours. We didn't get home and get the boys down till hours after bedtime so we got the extra present of getting to sleep in on Christmas morning! The first thing Easton did when he woke up is run to see if Santa had eaten his cookies :) We opened presents and played with toys forever and then the boys went to church. Our sweet neighbor had brought over an entire ham dinner with a ginormous ham that we were never going to be able to eat by ourselves, so we invited some friends from law school who hadn't gone home for Christmas over on Christmas day to help eat it. Jonathan was nice since I just laid on the couch the whole time and he got to get everything ready. I think he's going to love when he has a wife back again! Although I did change Caden's diaper today while lying on the couch, so maybe I'll figure out some more ways to help out. Basically all I'm good for now is brushing teeth, combing hair, reading stories and playing games. Anyway, we had a wonderful Christmas and I got my wish of being able to be home for it! While we recorded everything on the video camera, I didn't take one picture! Not even of our tree! Jonathan's parents cut down a tree up the canyon by their house in Coalville and drove it 7 hours down here to us and since our apartment has 10 ft ceilings we got a 10 ft tree! Possibly the only time we'll ever have one that tall and it was sure fun for me to look at every day on the couch. Anyway, it was great and wonderful and I'm so grateful for a season full of music and stories celebrating Christ's love that I get to share with my children. I'm especially grateful for the peace that comes with the knowledge of His life and love and the eternal perspective that brings. What a wonderful holiday!<br />
We did get a very special Christmas surprise, the day after Christmas my family came down to visit! They took the boys all over to do fun things, allowed Jonathan some much needed time to work on a paper due tomorrow, and played a very long game of Settlers of Catan with me :) It was a blast! I did send my camera with them one day when they went to the park so I have a couple pictures of the week.<br />
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Here's Uncle McKay playing soccer with them.<br />
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Here's my dad teaching Easton correct tee ball form. I love how you can actually see the ball flying through the air in this picture. Nice shot Nikki!<br />
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Here's Caden and "The Hun." Don't let her winter coat fool you, it was 65 degrees. <br />
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In fact, it's been pretty warm the last few weeks. Our thermostat is set to 66 and our heater has only turned on a handful or times, and those were mostly in the middle of the night. I think the built-in heater is one of my favorite perks of being pregnant. Good thing I live in a houseful of boys who don't get cold, I'm sure once I have the baby I'm going to come home and crank up the heater, but for now it feels great and our utilities bill loves it too! :) <br />
I hope everyone else had a merry Christmas! I've had visions of our adorable Christmas cards all year and had committed to myself that we were actually going to send some out, but plans change so here's my post-Christmas greeting to everyone wishing you all a Merry Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year in a couple of days!!!Jonathan and Linsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10859680166991024663noreply@blogger.com1