Friday, January 26, 2007

Still waiting...


Dylan was 2 weeks early to the day. We went into labor at 37 weeks + 6 days and she was born on the morning I would have been 38 weeks. For this baby, that day was yesterday. And it has come and gone! For someone who has already visited labor and delivery twice during the end of this pregnancy for complications and false labor, you would have thought I'd go even earlier with this little guy. Apparently not the case. Maybe he's just already a mamma's boy and doesn't want to leave the warm comforts of the womb. Me, I sort of am ready for him to meet the world, meet his parents and meet his charming older sister. And I'm really ready to not be pregnant anymore. So, let's go little boy...we are anxious for you!

I know, every child, every pregnancy is different. I'm being told that by many moms with more than one kid. But you hear all the typicals. You hear that the second one you usually have earlier. You hear the second one is a faster labor. And I've even heard the second is usually an "easier" baby. Not to be negative, but I'm pretty sure this one will be later, longer and harder as a baby. It's just that we were sort of spoiled with Dylan. She did come conveniently early (not early enough to be scary, but early enough that we were never REALLY waiting and waiting), my labor with her was very fast, and she was a pretty "easy" baby. What are we in store for?

Anyhow, I can't wait to meet you little boy. It's really hard on my need for control to just let you come when you are ready. We could see you tonight, tomorrow or in 2 weeks! Who knows....only you and God. In the meantime, you are in my prayers.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Soon to be big sister


We had a couple of false alarms on the new baby recently. Last week I started having premature labor, contractions that sped up to 2 min apart, and needless to say we had to go into the hospital (I was only 34 weeks at that point and we wanted to stop contractions if possible, NOT have the baby). We were finally (after about 6 hours at the hospital) sent home after successfully stopping contractions with a couple of shots. False alarm one.

I was then told to lay on my left side a lot, take it easy, etc. So I did for most of the week. Then we had an opportunity to do some amazing work on our condo with my sis and bro-in-law leading the way on laying tile on our fireplace, doing built-in bookshelfs, etc. It was an amazing transformation and I should post some pics soon of before and after. Anyways, all my family left by Sat. morning about 9:30am. 3 hours later, I was walking in the kitchen and thought my water broke. Turns out, the midwife said the baby probably stomped on my bladder, giving me no warning and feeling just like my water had broken. Apparently she's seen this a lot. 4 hours in the hospital to double check amniotic fluid levels and make sure it didn't break so I could go about life as normal. False alarm two.

The huge benefit to false alarm two was that we had to get another ultrasound to check fluid levels, so while they were looking I had the tech check the sex again (since they couldn't tell because of position the first time). He saw testicles!! He showed them to us and it was pretty clear...so I guess we're having a boy! It's pretty wild considering we were told 75% girl and Jason was convinced we were having a girl. I think he just wanted a boy so bad he didn't want to be dissapointed. Now he gets his male heir.

Hopefully the next hospital story will be of real labor with a real baby and is several weeks down the road. We want to at least get to January 19th, cause then I'll be 37 weeks and can do the water birth in the alternative birthing center.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Thanksgiving Weekend


Jason, Dylan and I hosted Thanksgiving dinner for 16 people this year. Quite an event, and a fun one at that! We had my parents in town for 3 nights, and Jason's whole family came out from the 'burbs and even all the way from Iowa for the day itself. We had the whole traditional spread and Dylan was in heaven with her cousins and BOTH grandmas and grandpas there at once. WOW. Here are a few fave shots we savored from the weekend.

Thanksgiving Eve: Dylan watches her daddy's team, the Kenwood Broncos, from the bleachers. She is TOTALLY into the game right now. That lasted about 5 minutes, but those were awesome five minutes. Then she wanted to mainly crawl around the bleachers and get into trouble.


Michaela (Kaywah) and Dylan enjoy her Maisy flap book together after Thanksgiving dinner. Dylan still is talking about Michaela and wanting her to pick her "Up, Up!"


The Day after Thanksgiving we went to the Lincoln Park Zoo with Grandpa Clark and Grandma Cindy. Grandpa Clark takes Dylan on the carousel...a way to win her affection forever. She is OBSESSED with carousels and even cries when I stop showing her the video of this experience.


Grandma Cindy and I spot the tiger in the distance! Actually, I don't remember what they were looking at, but they look excited, don't they? We are somewhere in the zoo, enjoying ourselves. And Dylan is doing her favorite thing, touching "Hair! Hair!"


Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Backseat Driver


I have a backseat driver on my hands. She'll keep me in line I guess, no? Background info is that Dylan lately is a climber. And I feel like I'm telling her quite frequently, "Be Careful, you don't want to get hurt." She gets the concept and will say "caywful. hurt." herself when she is climbing into a situation that she thinks is potentially dangerous. It's quite helpful in knowing when I need to give her a hand.

Anyways, I was driving this week on the highway and we were only going about 30mph. The car in front of me stopped suddenly and I had to mildly slam on the brakes. I think I might have said, "Oh!" or something like that. Dylan pipes up from the backseat..."Careful! Car! Hurt!" I was cracking up. I think I said, "Yes Dylan, mommy needs to be careful so I don't hit that car, huh? We don't want to get hurt."

Then the next day I was pulling into the midwife's office and I slightly ran over the curb. (I'm sounding like a semi-crazy driver here...promise, I'm safe) Again, I hear a little pipsqueak voice..."Careful! Car! Hurt!" Ok little girl, I get it. Sooooorrrrryyyy!

Friday, November 03, 2006

Halloween Photos


happy to be sitting on the table, Dylan proudly shows off our freshly carved pumpkin

This look pretty much captured how Dylan reacted to trick-or-treating...that is, until we gave her her first ever M&Ms. Then she was running up and down the street making funny sounds.

AFTER the M&Ms...

Dylan and Caroline pose by a pumpkin after grabbing some candy for their parents...thanks girls!