Friday, October 31, 2014

Happy Halloween!

Happy halloween from my spider, mummy and panda!  A huge thanks to Weggi for once again fulfilling these guys Halloween wishes.  This year she made the spider and adapted the mummy (from my brother's costume 25 years ago).  Rory loves playing the part of the "baby panda" from the costume she made for Finnan when he was 3.

This picture was taken before a neighborhood Halloween party last Sunday.  It was 80 degrees out, but these guys loved there costumes so much they sweated it out the entire party.  We are looking forward to cooler temperatures for the main event tonight!

I think this is the cutest baby panda I have ever seen!

Getting ready for a donut eating competition.

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Baby Cal is 2 weeks old

Cal had his two week check up at the doctor today.  He weighed 9 lbs 1 oz (almost a whole pound above his birth weight!) and measured 21.5 inches long.  The trip to the doctor confirmed what we already knew, Cal is doing great.  The outing did disrupt our morning routine though, something I have come to rely on in these past two weeks.  We have already started following the EASY (eat, awake, sleep, you) schedule, which has resulted in several long naps during the day, the first of which is typically from 10:30-12:30.  When Cal is well rested, he is a relaxed and easy going baby.  Without his nap this morning he was a bit fussier, but still pretty easily calmed by his pacifier and me holding him.  Cal nurses well and has been taking a bottle of formula a night without complaint...though we still need to find a bottle with a slow enough flow not to make him gassy.  He has started to have fussy evening periods, which I am trying to curtail by getting him down earlier for an evening nap.

Cal is clearly loved by all of his older brothers.  Rory dotes on him all the time.  Jude thanks me at night for giving him baby Cal.  Finnan has taken on the more serious tasks of giving him a paci, blanket etc.  Finnan seems to be the most affected by Cal's arrival.  I have heard him saying, "How come no one does anything for me anymore" and he definitely has that attitude on occasion.  I can't say Cal has become fully integrated into our busy lives yet as I have been spoiled by neighbors and friends helping me with pick ups and meals and Atticus fully taking of soccer and church duties.  Cal has slept through a swim practice and a soccer game and cuddles in the moby wrap while we walk to drop off and pick up Rory at play group.  And despite my anxiety about any of these, Cal has done fine and I have enjoyed the time out of the house.

I am recovering well and have really enjoyed going for walks with Cal in the moby wrap.  Nights are hard and I find myself wondering how much longer these night wakings can go on.  Atticus is helping by feeding him a bottle of formula for one of the night feedings, but with our 7:00 am wake up time to get out the door, it is hard to make up any sleep.  I can rally unaffected for most of the day, but have found I am having some evening fussy time too!  

I think he resembles all of his brothers as babies in some ways, but he is starting to look more like baby Rory.  His hair and skin are darker and it looks like he is going to have brown eyes.  My first brown eyed baby!  Here are some pictures of my sweet baby Cal during the past two weeks.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Charles Ignatius

Charles Ignatius was born October 16, 2014 at 4:22pm.  He was 8 lbs 2.3 oz and 21.5 inches.  He is perfect.

My doctor's office scheduled my last couple of appointments weeks in advance.  When the scheduled an appointment for the morning of Oct. 16th, I thought there was no way I would still be pregnant.  For weeks, I felt like I was on the verge of labor.  But, sure enough, I headed to the doctor's office on the morning of the 16th, still pregnant.  Atticus decided he would come with me to this appointment (he still needed to get his flu and whooping cough vaccines), and I decided I would ask to be induced.  We packed the car with everything we needed for the hospital, hoping they would send me to be induced that morning.  

I saw one of my favorite midwives, Virginia Tester, who also happens to be a good friend of one of my best friends, Christi.  It became clear pretty quickly that she was not going to send me for an induction if there was not a reason.  She did however strip my membranes while she was checking me (2-3cm).  Then she measured me and checked the baby's heart rate.  The baby's heart rate was lower than normal (110 beats/minute) and had some variation that required 20 minutes of monitoring.  Everything looked good for the first 17 minutes, then the same variation happened so he required another 10 minutes.  By the end of the 30 minutes, I could tell the intensity of my contractions started changing.  Virginia still could not see a reason to send me to the hospital, but she did a quick ultrasound to check fluid and checked me again (now 4 cm).  (She was clearly going above and beyond because of our connection- she really did not want to let me down!) Since the contractions were productive, she told me to go get lunch, walk around and if they were still strong to go to the hospital.  She let them know we might be coming...then she changed that to we would probably be coming!

We went around the corner to Jason's Deli.  We stood in the "Eat In" line for about 1 minute before I realized, no, we need to get food to go.  On our way to the hospital, I started timing the contractions and they varied from 2-4 minutes apart.  Since they weren't regular, I was worried I wasn't really in labor, but also knew that they were strong enough that we shouldn't head home.  We got to the hospital around 1 pm and at that point I was 4-5 cm, so they assured me that I was indeed in true labor despite the irregularity.  I started laboring on the ball and things seemed to progress quickly.  Around 2:30, I met with another one of my favorite midwives, Catherine, and we spoke about breaking my water as I knew that in my last two births, as soon as my water was broken, I delivered the babies.  She checked me and said, she thought I had about an hour before I got to that point as the babies head was still moving up a little when she pushed on it.  Ok.  I could do this for another hour.  She came back in around five minutes until 3 to let me know that she was going off duty and a midwife I didn't know, Harriet would come on.  She said based on the looks of me, I was probably ready and she would tell Harriet to come up in a few minutes.  

Harriet, it would turn out, is definitely not one of my favorite midwives.  She did not come up until 3:45.  During which point, it was very clear to me I was going through transition.  We asked her to break my water.  She stood about 5 feet away from me the whole time she was in the room and said, "Well, I need to go say hi to the rest of my patients and then I'll come back and we will talk about it."  I could not believe my ears.  At that point, we called in the nurse and told her to get me set up for an epidural.  I had no idea when she would be back.  During the next 45 minutes, Atticus somehow managed to press on a pressure point on my back (if he let go it was unbearable), hold a vomit bag, and let me squeeze the life out of his fingers.  The nurses eventually got me set up with an IV and a port and and at some point gave me a pain killer through it, but the epidural never came.  I started to feel the urge to push before my water had even broken, so I started.  After a couple of contractions, my water literally exploded across the room.  It looked and sounded like someone shooting a water balloon at the wall.  Atticus hit the red "nurse-call" button, but before the nurse came in the baby's head was out.  Very quickly a couple more nurses came in and they delivered Charles while Atticus held one leg and a nurse's aid held another.  And then. . . Harriet came back in.  Her comment?  "So you weren't kidding about your babies coming fast."  Huh?!?  Unfortunately, she had to hang around for a while as none of the equipment for stitches had been set up because the nurses had been busy.  She continued to make small talk about how fast she ran over to the room.  

Charles was born with some fluid in his lungs and bruising on his face because he came out of the birth canal so fast.  But all that cleared up pretty quickly with lots of productive crying.  He nursed well right away and slept.  We decided to leave the hospital right after his 24 hour check up, so only had to spend one night.  We knew there were a lot of people at home waiting to meet this little guy; and we were anxious to get out of there.

Monday, October 13, 2014

Fall soccer, 2014

We are about half-way through another soccer season and it is clear that my boys' love of soccer only continues to grow.  This year Finnan switched teams and Atticus is no longer his coach.  His current team plays at a higher level than his past teams which he is definitely enjoying and benefiting from.  He never passes on a chance to play soccer.  His team practices once a week, he practices with Jude's team once a week, plays his Saturday game then always wants to play pick up games on Sunday.  Yesterday, we did take him to the park to play a couple of pick up games with some of his team mates. After two hours all of his team mates left and my normally shy child went by himself and joined two other pick up games where he knew no one. We ended up spending an additional two hours at the park.

Jude is still playing with the Flying Tigers with Atticus as his coach.  There is not as much competition in the U6 division, but Jude is very good at trying new skills like passing and shooting with his left foot during games.

And then there is Rory, who is too young to play on a team, but loves soccer like his brothers.  Atticus lets him practice with Jude's team.  He is very good at following directions and you can tell he is trying his best to keep up with the 5 year olds.  I took two videos of him a recent practice: and  He is in the orange shirt.

At Jude's game this past weekend, he warmed up with the team and then ended up in line with the players on the sidelines.  He was so happy.  He was laughing and cheering with the other players.

When Atticus called for subs, he ran right in with the other two boys.  All the happiness immediately drained from his face after he was told he couldn't play.  He walked back to me and buried his face into my leg.  Poor baby.  That face pretty much did it for Atticus and I though.  I think he just got himself signed up for Spring soccer.  

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Flu shots

My sweet little two year old has definitely been becoming more challenging the past couple of weeks.  He has been acting more defiant and worse, has started throwing tantrums.  I took the boys to get their flu shots this week.  As soon as Rory found out what we were doing he started continuously saying, "No! No shot!  I don't want a shot."  When we got back to the office, the nurse said that they had three FluMists left.  Perfect, it was Rory's lucky day.  The nurse asked the boys if they could sniff.  Of course the older two eagerly showed her.  When it was Rory's turn, he said, "No!" Ok, Rory, now you have a choice, sniff or shot.  He looked at me and said, "Shot!"  The nurse gave me a sympathetic look and we went ahead with the shot.  No tears.  Let's hope this passes soon.


Last weekend we went to the Maker Faire in downtown Decatur.  They had a lot of cool contraptions including robots, hand made remote control airplanes, mini weapons of mass destruction (catapults and cross bows made of pencils, rubber bands and binder clips), cool bikes, etc.  Rory saw a robot designed his very favorite celebrity there- Herbie the Love Bug.  Unfortunately, we did not see him race, which was very upsetting to Rory.

After the Faire, we asked the boys what the wanted to make at home.  Finnan and Atticus started talking about the airplanes.  Jude shouted out, "Burritos!"  I guess the kid was hungry?

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Sweet moments

October is here and soon I will be bringing home a new baby, but for now I have been really enjoying many, many sweet moments with the little one who is still the baby of the house.  I know I have said this before, but Rory is such a fun and imaginative child and I love hearing what he has to say.  Since things will probably be getting a little more hectic here in the next couple of weeks I decided to take a view pictures of some sweet moments with Rory.

Rory loves talking about the baby in my belly and the baby in his belly.  Both of those babies love to be rubbed and kissed.  Rory went to the zoo with Weggi when she was in town and he picked out a stuffed elephant for his baby brother.  He likes to talk about how much the baby will love the elephant. We spend a lot of time rubbing and kissing each others bellies.

We have also been loving our scooter ride/walk to and from his school.  Every day when I pick him up he runs to me with the biggest smile, throws his arms around my legs and yells, "Mommy!"  

And here is one of my cutie just playing in the backyard.  The weather has been so beautiful recently, I have been hating to put him down for naps.  I just want to soak in as much of this sweet little boy as I can.