Things in the Parker home have been super great and we're so excited for Christmas with the best present ever!
Hadley has been such a good baby. She is a little more testier than Jaycee was, but overall I can't complain. The first couple days home were rough with feedings and feeling like she was eating ALL THE TIME! Finally we decided she probably needs a binkie cuz she just wants to suck. So Craig saved the day and went up to the store to get her binkies and gas drops. We met with her dr and she had lost weight from 7lb 2oz to 6lb 9oz but she wasn't too worried. Also her color and everything else looked great! Right now she's eating every 3 hours and at night I don't wake her up and she lets me know when she's ready. She'll usually go about 5 hours between at night. It has been such a blessing and difference! I'm a little picky about my sleep, but I can handle a 5 hour stretch. Jaycee adores her sissy and loves to hold her. Craig says she looks completely opposite from Jaycee but I disagree. They look similiar but she does have differences. Hadley doesn't has as much hair and it's straight (Jaycee's was full and curly), her nose is more pointy (we think she has my nose and Jaycee has Craig's), her eyes are wide and big (def from Craig), she is skin and bones besides her chubby cheeks-she's got the tiniest little chicken legs, and she def has a scream/cry that she'll let you know she's not happy. We just feel so lucky to have 2 sweet little girls and especially her to welcome us for Christmas.
I've been feeling great! It's strange. I expected lots of pain, tiredness and blues. It's been opposite. I haven't had hardly any pain, just cramps that Ibuprofen helps. I've been happy-go-lucky and I don't know if it's cuz I have Jaycee here or what. And the whole sleep thing I get about 7 hours a night which is plenty and occasionally I'll sneak in a nap with the girlies. I guess the biggest thing is I cry a lot. I get emotional over a lot of things pretty easy. But I can handle crying. People tell me I feel so good because I went natural and if that's the case, it was totally worth it! Should be interesting to see what I do with the next pregnancy.
We're so excited for Christmas and to Skype with family tonight and tomorrow. Jaycee is "so esited" as she says. She's really digging into this whole Christmas season. Pictures to come of the big day and of our sweet girls.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Baby Has Arrived! PART 2
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Monday morning I had woken up with more disappointment that I was indeed still pregnant and also only 5 days to my due date. Craig and I talked about how at my appt the next morning he was going to come with me and we would talk to Dr. B about an induce date or stripping my membranes. I spent most the day as a usual day...taking care of Jaycee, cleaning, and mostly just relaxing. I was still having contractions but didn't bother to time them because what would be the point if I went to the hospital again to be sent home. I watched a few episodes of gray's anatomy and even got to sneak in a 30 minute nap. About 4 I got up and started to make dinner. I noticed between 4 and 6 since I'd been up doing things that my contractions were coming more frequent and were still really intense as they had been all day. But I went in last night and they made me feel stupid like I wasn't in labor, so I had that set in my head that I wasn't in labor and these contractions were normal. I remember as I was making dinner I had to bend over the counter to breath through my contractions. I also remember telling Craig how painful the contractions were and way worst than even when I was in labor with Jaycee.
After dinner for FHE we wanted to go to a light show that was about 10 minutes from our house. As we were driving over I teased how it would be crappy if my water broke because we were driving in the opposite direction. Craig would hit the bumps in the road and man it hurt! I had to hold the "O Crap" handle the whole ride and was glad when we got to the lights and stop the car. We were there for about 30 minutes enjoying and laughing. It's funny too if you look at Craig's facebook he posted a video of the light show and in the background you can hear me breathing through a contraction. Ouch they hurt!!!!
We got home and wanted to enjoy the rest of the night with watching Elf. We had been home for about 20 minutes. Craig and I were sitting on the couch playing with our phones when it felt like I had to pee....again! (The last week I had to pee all day long it seemed like) I stood up to go in the bathroom and as I got up I felt a "Pop" and walked over the the bathroom. Fluid was running down my leg and all over the bathroom floor. I just stood there knowing that my water broke and I didn't pee my pants. The first thing I tell Craig---my water broke! Go get my phone charger. ha ha. Craig yelled to Jaycee to go get her shoes. Jaycee was super excited and was running to go get her shoes. She must have been so confused because then I told her to grab my phone. She actually was such a good helper and hurried. We had talked to her a lot about when mommy goes to the hospital. I pulled my pants up-wet and all, I didn't care-and grabbed my phone. I called Julie and she reminded me that we had to hurry since we had a drive and now my contractions were going to be more intense. We rushed and sped to Julies. We then got on the freeway and I was just waiting for the contractions to start again. They had start coming and we still had 20 miles to drive. Craig was going 90!!!!! I had to remind him to slow down and be careful. He was so kind to let me squeeze his hand through the contractions and deal with me freaking out. He had to remind me to relax and calm down, but all I could think about was about my sister Aimee's delivery with her baby Oaklee. Finally we pulled into the hospital! Craig jumped out of the car to grab a wheelchair to find that the doors were locked. Oh shit! He jumped back in the car and my contractions were getting worst. We drove around back to Emergency and he once again went and got a wheelchair. In between my contractions I was laughing at how silly looking we must be as we're scurring to find the elevators to get to labor and delivery. We get to the front desk and no one was there. I even called to tell them on that way that I was coming. Craig was ticked! He ran up the halls to find someone and then just called the front desk to have someone come. They came fast and took me to my room. At this point the contractions were hurting so bad and I could tell this was coming fast. I was a little annoyed because the nurses were just taking their dear, sweet time. I got in my room and they tell me to give them a pee sample. Are you serious?!!! I can hardly even walk let alone get on the toilet and pee. I ripped off my bottoms and in between contractions gave them a mess in a bottle. ha ha-serves you right! I then get on the bed and feeling these contractions and trying my best to breathe through them and try to relax. She hooked me up to the monitor and I tell her-I need my epidural. (1st time I tell them) She says she needs to check me first and an IV started. The thought of her "checking me" sounded so painful especially with these contractions. She waited in between and confirmed that I was a 7! The first thought was that I prob couldn't get an epidural. Now my contractions were getting even worst! In one of them I was screaming a little bit and thought that I should try to be quite, but then I didn't care. Oh I screamed! They got my IV started and at that point I again said...I need the epidural (2nd time) The dr came in to check me too....now I was an 8! It had only been maybe 5 minutes since the other nurse checked. Right after he checked me the nurses started bringing everything in to prep for the baby to come. I'm sure there was fear in my eyes knowing in the back of my mind that I had to do this natural. There was no time. But I wasn't prepared for it! Poor Craig. He was being such a good cheerleader and putting the fan on me through one contraction, then the next I'd tell him it's bugging me. I'm sure he was so confused. One of the nurses had her hand on my stomach and I remember slapping it off. I wasn't so nice. After about another 5 minutes of contractions and I mean PAINFUL contractions I felt the urge to push. I guess a nurse had told me not to push yet, but I didn't hear her. They yelled for the dr to come back in and I was ready to get this baby out. The nurse was so sweet to encourage me as I yelled that I couldn't do it. I had to focus on the ceiling and just grip through the pain. Well my body said it was time to push. I remember feeling a bowel movement and could feel her head right ready. I started pushing too fast so the dr told me to slow them down and to ease the baby out. When I would push too hard it was a burning sensation so I was glad that he told me to slow it down. He was a very patient dr and helped to ease her out. Craig also reminded me that if I just get her out the pain will be over. After pushing for just a few minutes she plopped right out. Ahhh.....that was so much better. They then hooked up oxytocin to my IV to deliver the placenta and to help my uterus to go back down. It was so weird to feel the umbilican cord and I could even fill the pressure of Craig cutting it. I delivered the placenta and all done. The best news the doctor told me....NO STITCHES OR TEARING. Yay! I still felt really crampy as expected and still was having contractions from my uterus but I could handle that-no problem.
When she came out she took a minute to breathe and they had to suction her out a lot and finally she screamed. I could see Craig take a deep breath of relief once she screamed. They were about to weigh her and we all guessed. I was thinking close to 8 pounds because of the ultrasounds guessing she was big. She weighed in at 7 lb. 2 oz. and 21 inches long. She was beautiful. As they were weighing her I looked at Craig and said...Crap what's her name?!!! She didn't look like the names so I had to go on a feeling. We pretty much narrowed it to Avery or Hadley but we both knew she was our Hadi May.
So here's a rough time frame from the night:
Water broke 9:10
Get things together, drive to Julie's (5 miles away) and drop off Jaycee 9:30
Drive and arrive at hospital 9:55
Go to different door and up to Labor & Delivery 10:00
Hadley May Parker born at 10:36
After she was born the dr and nurse tell me to be careful with the next baby or I'll be delivering in the car---um duh-I came in last night in labor. Craig and I just rolled our eyes and glad that we are done dealing with Maine health care.
Monday morning I had woken up with more disappointment that I was indeed still pregnant and also only 5 days to my due date. Craig and I talked about how at my appt the next morning he was going to come with me and we would talk to Dr. B about an induce date or stripping my membranes. I spent most the day as a usual day...taking care of Jaycee, cleaning, and mostly just relaxing. I was still having contractions but didn't bother to time them because what would be the point if I went to the hospital again to be sent home. I watched a few episodes of gray's anatomy and even got to sneak in a 30 minute nap. About 4 I got up and started to make dinner. I noticed between 4 and 6 since I'd been up doing things that my contractions were coming more frequent and were still really intense as they had been all day. But I went in last night and they made me feel stupid like I wasn't in labor, so I had that set in my head that I wasn't in labor and these contractions were normal. I remember as I was making dinner I had to bend over the counter to breath through my contractions. I also remember telling Craig how painful the contractions were and way worst than even when I was in labor with Jaycee.
After dinner for FHE we wanted to go to a light show that was about 10 minutes from our house. As we were driving over I teased how it would be crappy if my water broke because we were driving in the opposite direction. Craig would hit the bumps in the road and man it hurt! I had to hold the "O Crap" handle the whole ride and was glad when we got to the lights and stop the car. We were there for about 30 minutes enjoying and laughing. It's funny too if you look at Craig's facebook he posted a video of the light show and in the background you can hear me breathing through a contraction. Ouch they hurt!!!!
We got home and wanted to enjoy the rest of the night with watching Elf. We had been home for about 20 minutes. Craig and I were sitting on the couch playing with our phones when it felt like I had to pee....again! (The last week I had to pee all day long it seemed like) I stood up to go in the bathroom and as I got up I felt a "Pop" and walked over the the bathroom. Fluid was running down my leg and all over the bathroom floor. I just stood there knowing that my water broke and I didn't pee my pants. The first thing I tell Craig---my water broke! Go get my phone charger. ha ha. Craig yelled to Jaycee to go get her shoes. Jaycee was super excited and was running to go get her shoes. She must have been so confused because then I told her to grab my phone. She actually was such a good helper and hurried. We had talked to her a lot about when mommy goes to the hospital. I pulled my pants up-wet and all, I didn't care-and grabbed my phone. I called Julie and she reminded me that we had to hurry since we had a drive and now my contractions were going to be more intense. We rushed and sped to Julies. We then got on the freeway and I was just waiting for the contractions to start again. They had start coming and we still had 20 miles to drive. Craig was going 90!!!!! I had to remind him to slow down and be careful. He was so kind to let me squeeze his hand through the contractions and deal with me freaking out. He had to remind me to relax and calm down, but all I could think about was about my sister Aimee's delivery with her baby Oaklee. Finally we pulled into the hospital! Craig jumped out of the car to grab a wheelchair to find that the doors were locked. Oh shit! He jumped back in the car and my contractions were getting worst. We drove around back to Emergency and he once again went and got a wheelchair. In between my contractions I was laughing at how silly looking we must be as we're scurring to find the elevators to get to labor and delivery. We get to the front desk and no one was there. I even called to tell them on that way that I was coming. Craig was ticked! He ran up the halls to find someone and then just called the front desk to have someone come. They came fast and took me to my room. At this point the contractions were hurting so bad and I could tell this was coming fast. I was a little annoyed because the nurses were just taking their dear, sweet time. I got in my room and they tell me to give them a pee sample. Are you serious?!!! I can hardly even walk let alone get on the toilet and pee. I ripped off my bottoms and in between contractions gave them a mess in a bottle. ha ha-serves you right! I then get on the bed and feeling these contractions and trying my best to breathe through them and try to relax. She hooked me up to the monitor and I tell her-I need my epidural. (1st time I tell them) She says she needs to check me first and an IV started. The thought of her "checking me" sounded so painful especially with these contractions. She waited in between and confirmed that I was a 7! The first thought was that I prob couldn't get an epidural. Now my contractions were getting even worst! In one of them I was screaming a little bit and thought that I should try to be quite, but then I didn't care. Oh I screamed! They got my IV started and at that point I again said...I need the epidural (2nd time) The dr came in to check me too....now I was an 8! It had only been maybe 5 minutes since the other nurse checked. Right after he checked me the nurses started bringing everything in to prep for the baby to come. I'm sure there was fear in my eyes knowing in the back of my mind that I had to do this natural. There was no time. But I wasn't prepared for it! Poor Craig. He was being such a good cheerleader and putting the fan on me through one contraction, then the next I'd tell him it's bugging me. I'm sure he was so confused. One of the nurses had her hand on my stomach and I remember slapping it off. I wasn't so nice. After about another 5 minutes of contractions and I mean PAINFUL contractions I felt the urge to push. I guess a nurse had told me not to push yet, but I didn't hear her. They yelled for the dr to come back in and I was ready to get this baby out. The nurse was so sweet to encourage me as I yelled that I couldn't do it. I had to focus on the ceiling and just grip through the pain. Well my body said it was time to push. I remember feeling a bowel movement and could feel her head right ready. I started pushing too fast so the dr told me to slow them down and to ease the baby out. When I would push too hard it was a burning sensation so I was glad that he told me to slow it down. He was a very patient dr and helped to ease her out. Craig also reminded me that if I just get her out the pain will be over. After pushing for just a few minutes she plopped right out. Ahhh.....that was so much better. They then hooked up oxytocin to my IV to deliver the placenta and to help my uterus to go back down. It was so weird to feel the umbilican cord and I could even fill the pressure of Craig cutting it. I delivered the placenta and all done. The best news the doctor told me....NO STITCHES OR TEARING. Yay! I still felt really crampy as expected and still was having contractions from my uterus but I could handle that-no problem.
When she came out she took a minute to breathe and they had to suction her out a lot and finally she screamed. I could see Craig take a deep breath of relief once she screamed. They were about to weigh her and we all guessed. I was thinking close to 8 pounds because of the ultrasounds guessing she was big. She weighed in at 7 lb. 2 oz. and 21 inches long. She was beautiful. As they were weighing her I looked at Craig and said...Crap what's her name?!!! She didn't look like the names so I had to go on a feeling. We pretty much narrowed it to Avery or Hadley but we both knew she was our Hadi May.
So here's a rough time frame from the night:
Water broke 9:10
Get things together, drive to Julie's (5 miles away) and drop off Jaycee 9:30
Drive and arrive at hospital 9:55
Go to different door and up to Labor & Delivery 10:00
Hadley May Parker born at 10:36
After she was born the dr and nurse tell me to be careful with the next baby or I'll be delivering in the car---um duh-I came in last night in labor. Craig and I just rolled our eyes and glad that we are done dealing with Maine health care.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Baby Has Arrived! PART 1
This post many family members have waited for. With a new baby it's hard to find extra time between everything to post on my blog, so know that you are loved for taking the time to write this....he he
K so here's how it all happened. Early Sunday morning 12/11 I woke up about 1:00 am with pretty bad contractions. They were the Braxton Hicks but a little stronger than they'd been for the past two weeks. I must had woken Craig up with my moaning but he was super excited and anxious to start timing the contractions. I had come downstairs because I was so uncomfortable in my bed. I laid on the couch and Craig came down and laid on the floor and we timed them for almost 2 hours. Craig wanted me to call my friend Julie to take Jaycee over, but I felt it might be too early. At about 3 I finally fell asleep then woke up about an hour later and the contractions had died down. Craig and I were a little bummed. We then went up back to bed.
After a few more hours of sleep it was time to wake up and get ready for church. We had someone coming over to look at the 4 wheeler so we weren't in a hurry. When I woke up I felt like crap! I had so much pressure down below and could hardly walk. Everyone at church made sure to comment on how I should be at home, but I was stubborn and wanted gravity to help me out. We got out of church and headed home and I was so glad. We ate lunch and then Craig had to go help a lady from church for a bit. The whole time he was gone I was having really bad contractions. They were more intense than the night before but the timing wasn't consistent. If I was sitting down they were coming about every 5 minutes and if I got up to walk around they were coming every 3 minutes. I for sure thought it was time and waited anxiously for Craig to get home. We packed up a few things and I called my friend Julie to bring Jaycee over. She is a nurse so I asked her what she thought if I should go in and she agreed that I was prob in labor. We dropped of Jaycee at my friends house which is about 5 minutes west and then had to drive 25 miles south of her house to the hospital. We walked in and the nurses walked me to a room and got me hooked up to the monitors. I was on the machine for about 20 minutes and indeed my contractions were coming every 3-7 minutes. The nurse then came to "check me" and see what my progress was. She had a "trainee" with her so they both checked and confirmed that I was still "thick" As they put it. But they did feel the baby's head-that's just crazy weird. After the nurses left the room and told me to go home I broke down and cried. I felt so stupid! I had dropped Jaycee off and had text my sisters and got myself excited to be going into labor to be let down. I didn't want to walk out for I was crying and embarrassed. Craig and I were really annoyed by the nurses because they had told me before since it's my second baby to come in if my contractions were 5-7 min apart which they were. They told us as we left to plan on going to my Tues morning apt as scheduled and not to come in unless my water broke. Well thanks a lot! I was also bummed because Dr. B who I had been seeing was on-call and would be delivering.
I cried the whole way home and was so embarrased to go back and pick Jaycee up so I had Craig drop me off at home so I could take a shower. He went and picked her up while I gathered my thoughts. At least I knew the baby was okay and that it was coming close. The night actually ended up fine. The only thing was that since I had gotten home I was still having really bad contractions and didn't know how I could possibly sleep through the pain. I ended up falling asleep but woke up many times in the night with pain and breathing through contractions.
.........TO BE CONTINUED......
K so here's how it all happened. Early Sunday morning 12/11 I woke up about 1:00 am with pretty bad contractions. They were the Braxton Hicks but a little stronger than they'd been for the past two weeks. I must had woken Craig up with my moaning but he was super excited and anxious to start timing the contractions. I had come downstairs because I was so uncomfortable in my bed. I laid on the couch and Craig came down and laid on the floor and we timed them for almost 2 hours. Craig wanted me to call my friend Julie to take Jaycee over, but I felt it might be too early. At about 3 I finally fell asleep then woke up about an hour later and the contractions had died down. Craig and I were a little bummed. We then went up back to bed.
After a few more hours of sleep it was time to wake up and get ready for church. We had someone coming over to look at the 4 wheeler so we weren't in a hurry. When I woke up I felt like crap! I had so much pressure down below and could hardly walk. Everyone at church made sure to comment on how I should be at home, but I was stubborn and wanted gravity to help me out. We got out of church and headed home and I was so glad. We ate lunch and then Craig had to go help a lady from church for a bit. The whole time he was gone I was having really bad contractions. They were more intense than the night before but the timing wasn't consistent. If I was sitting down they were coming about every 5 minutes and if I got up to walk around they were coming every 3 minutes. I for sure thought it was time and waited anxiously for Craig to get home. We packed up a few things and I called my friend Julie to bring Jaycee over. She is a nurse so I asked her what she thought if I should go in and she agreed that I was prob in labor. We dropped of Jaycee at my friends house which is about 5 minutes west and then had to drive 25 miles south of her house to the hospital. We walked in and the nurses walked me to a room and got me hooked up to the monitors. I was on the machine for about 20 minutes and indeed my contractions were coming every 3-7 minutes. The nurse then came to "check me" and see what my progress was. She had a "trainee" with her so they both checked and confirmed that I was still "thick" As they put it. But they did feel the baby's head-that's just crazy weird. After the nurses left the room and told me to go home I broke down and cried. I felt so stupid! I had dropped Jaycee off and had text my sisters and got myself excited to be going into labor to be let down. I didn't want to walk out for I was crying and embarrassed. Craig and I were really annoyed by the nurses because they had told me before since it's my second baby to come in if my contractions were 5-7 min apart which they were. They told us as we left to plan on going to my Tues morning apt as scheduled and not to come in unless my water broke. Well thanks a lot! I was also bummed because Dr. B who I had been seeing was on-call and would be delivering.
I cried the whole way home and was so embarrased to go back and pick Jaycee up so I had Craig drop me off at home so I could take a shower. He went and picked her up while I gathered my thoughts. At least I knew the baby was okay and that it was coming close. The night actually ended up fine. The only thing was that since I had gotten home I was still having really bad contractions and didn't know how I could possibly sleep through the pain. I ended up falling asleep but woke up many times in the night with pain and breathing through contractions.
.........TO BE CONTINUED......
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Lately
This month is going by so fast when I realize it's only 17 days until Christmas; but then again SO LONG since this baby will NOT make her appearance yet.
We actually set up all our Christmas stuff the week of Thanksgiving since we went out of town for the weekend. Jaycee had so much fun helping Craig put the tree up and she loved putting the ornaments on. It's pretty funny because there's a spot on the tree where about 1/3 of all the ornaments are because that's where she could reach. I didn't change it-even though I'm usually OCD about things like that-I just think it's too cute. We plan on starting to wrap presents today while we watch mommy's favorite Christmas movie Elf. Jaycee has been obsessed with Polar Express and has learned that Santa is bringing her presents. If you ask her she'll even tell you that she wants him to bring her a pink kitchen and a baby doll. We haven't done much else for Christmas but hope to do more the next couple weeks. We'll for sure need to make cookies; decorate a gingerbread house; go see Christmas lights; What are some of your favorite things to do during this time of year?
I do feel bad for little Jaycee and for my dear, sweet hubby. He's had to deal with such a roller coaster woman! I feel like I'm already in post-pardom mode. One day I'm super happy and just fine with this baby staying in me. One day I'm super emotional and just cry. One day I'm frustrated that I can have contractions all day long and the minute I lay down to go to bed they stop. Sometimes I'm stressed with my calling and feeling like I have so much to do. Also stressed because my "friend" who was going to watch Jaycee while I'm in labor, informed me that she's going out of town 12-14. My other friend wants to watch her but she works so if it's in the day time I pretty much have no one that's close. I do have another person I could ask but she lives 30 miles in the opposite direction of the hospital! So I just pray that this baby will come already! Sheesh. It's emotionally draining. I know she'll come but it's just hard because I compare it to Jaycee which was 12 days earlier. Also because I wanted to have her here so we can get that out of the way and enjoy our little family with the holidays. I feel like I'm putting things on hold until the day comes. It consumes my mind ALL DAY LONG! I'll read things like "eat spicy food" and I've officially have tried everything. I do notice a lot of contractions when I go for my walks but the past 2 days have been raining and today is snow and wind....brrrrr... I even walked 1.5 miles yesterday in the rain. Picture it: a 9 month pregnant woman in capris (it was prob 40 degrees out but I was hot), raincoat that's too tight because I'm huge, my cankles, my tennis shoes on that I have to loosen them so much that there's no shoelace to tie so its tied in a knot, my earphones in, and holding an umbrella in the rain. Ya I'm that desperate! Uggghh!
So in all my down times especially yesterday, our home teachers wanted to come visit. I was not feeling up to it and just in the pits all day. But I didn't want to cancel and had a feeling it'd be good for me. They delivered a message that I needed to hear. That through these holiday seasons I need to be grateful! So while I'm complaining and crying I should be thanking my Heavenly Father that I can even get pregnant, still can feel her kicking, and the fact that I already have a sweet little girl to love. I could feel the spirit in our home and it calmed me. That's one thing I love about the gospel. It truly puts things into perspective. We had a fun night talking and visiting and listening to Jaycee talk to them. She has quite the personality. Especially when she feels comfortable with someone. So therefore, while I'm struggling to overcome this hard time-I'm gonna think about my blessings and remember how I felt last night.
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