Sunday, August 29, 2010

Rollin' on the River

Today I put Jonah on his tummy time blanket before church. He was pushing his head up so good so I grabbed the camera. When I turned back around, he rolled over! I was in such shock I totally forgot to take a picture even though I had the camera pointed at him! I gasped so loudly Ted came running from the other room because he thought something was wrong. I said, "No, look he just rolled over!" We put him back on his tummy and he did it again! So we grabbed the video camera and got it!

Although I have to come clean and confess that I did "help" him a little by propping him up on his elbows. Oh well, tricks of the trade. It still counts!

Thursday, August 26, 2010

A trip to Pensacola

Jonah took his first trip to Pensacola last weekend! We had such a fun time getting to visit with our families and...get some free babysitting! :) Worry-free, that is, because Jonah stayed with my mom while Ted and I went on a date like normal people! We went to dinner and then went to the movies to see Inception, which is a really cool movie. By the end of the movie I really missed Jonah, so we were happy to go home and see him!

Jonah got to meet his great-grandmas, his grandma and grandaddy, and his uncle Michael. Rick and Hiromi and Kay came over to see him too.

He is awake so much more now and just loved getting to see everyone:)

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Going to the museum

Today we decided that Jonah and mommy would benefit from a change of scenery and getting out of the house. It is SO HOT, so we decided to go to the New Orleans Museum of Art. First we thought we would go to the Children's Museum, but then decided that we would spend a lot of time there in future years, and right now Jonah would probably enjoy any museum equally. At first we were a little worried, because it was VERY quiet in there. But Jonah did well on his first outing. There was a Native American exhibit and Jonah enjoyed looking at all the rugs hanging on the wall. They were red, black, and white stripes, so he kept looking at them. I tried to tell him about the Pueblo Indians, but he fell asleep pretty early on in my lecture:) Here are some pictures of our trip.

Getting ready to go into the museum. No we did not drive like this, we were just getting ready in the air conditioning and I loved this face.

Apparently French art is boring.

The whole family outside the museum.

Jonah's 5th week

So this week has been full of ups and downs! Jonah has started smiling, which still makes me tear up every time I see it. It's not very often, but every now and then he does it, mostly just to me and Ted. However, he has also been going through a fussy phase. I am used to hearing babies cry and it doesn't really bother me, but man it does something to you inside to hear your own child cry! Yesterday he would not be comforted for anything, it was so hard! Then this morning he had 2 massive poopy diapers and has been much happier since:) I think part of it is that he's just coming out of being a sleepy newborn and is having more active periods in the day, so naturally some of them are fussier periods. That is bittersweet because I will miss the newborn baby, but I'm excited to see him develop. He is definitely looking at me and Ted much more now. If someone else is holding him and I say something he will look around the room to find me, it's so sweet.

I went out with some of the girls from work for the first time yesterday! Ted stayed home with Jonah so I could go, and it was so nice to get out. He is awesome for doing that so I could go. I felt kind of guilty for leaving, but I really needed some time away for myself. We had such a fun time at dinner and I was excited to see my co-workers and hear how my kids are doing.

Jonah still has some baby acne and its still making me sad. Sometimes I think it's getting better, and sometimes I'm convinced he must be allergic to something that I'm eating. I just hope it goes away by his baptism, which is so vain.

Here is my little man looking at himself in the mirror!

Mom and Rachel came to visit for a couple of days. We had a little birthday party dinner for mom and we went out to eat at Margaritaville. Jonah did great!

We decided to put him in his Bumbo chair to see if he could sit up in it yet. He still doesn't have that good of head control, but he did okay for a little bit.

But he soon thought we were crazy for trying it:

And one last picture of my new favorite thing in the world:

A baby story

So Jonah is sleeping and I thought I would write about his birthday before he wakes up again. So here is the story of his birth!

Thursday we had a false alarm at the hospital. I was having some spotting and the Dr. on call had us come in to L&D again. Same story, they monitored me and decided there was nothing to be done and let me go home. After that I decided to take Friday off work because it was just too much worrying. Ted and I spent Friday in the French Quarter, walking around the block, we went out to lunch, and we finished hanging pictures in Jonah's room. We went to a play that night, and got to bed about 11. I woke up at 2:30 to go to the bathroom, and while I was up I thought my water broke. I was so worried about it getting on the new carpet! Haha. But I finally realized I couldn't deliver the baby in the bathroom so I got out. We called L&D and came back to the hospital, for real this time.

When I got admitted, they checked me and I was at 6 cm. Halfway there and no problem right? Wrong. I was having really light contractions, but nothing big. They admitted me, and within a few hours, all my contractions stopped. I was so frustrated, I started walking up and down the room, I sat on my birthing ball, we even put on 80's music and danced to see if that would get things moving. Nothing. The nurse came in and said the Dr would be coming in soon to check and he might want to talk about pitocin or something to get my contractions going again. I didn't know what to do because I didn't want pitocin, but I didn't want to be stubborn and risk Jonah getting infection since my water had broken. I layed back down and just prayed "God, please get my body moving on its own or give me the knowledge of what I should do when the doctor gets in here." Immediately, I started having contractions, stronger than I ever had. So crazy! God not only answered my prayers the whole day, he answered them immediatly and in such a big way there was no way to not acknowledge him.

The doctor came in shortly and checked me again and I was at 9 cm! Wow, this was the easiest childbirth experience ever! (Don't worry, that will change:)) I was so pumped I got up again to walk around, sit in the chair, and stand up to get that last cm out of the way! My contractions were pretty bad, but I was able to stand up and whisper through them. After a while, they started to get worse and I had to sit back down. The nurse came in to check me again and she said I was so close, but we still had a little cervix in the way. I was pretty much staying in bed at this point because I was in A LOT of pain. Well, you would think I was almost there! I had got to 9 cm so easily! But my journey from 9.5-10 was about 4 hours. And it was worse because I wanted to push every time I had a contraction, but I still wasn't all the way dilated so I couldn't. Finally, the nurse came in and we were able to push a little and get the last bit dilated! Finally it was time for Jonah to come!

I pushed for about 40 minutes which was the hardest work I can imagine. When he came out, i didn't even know it because I had my eyes closed. The doctors said 'open your eyes!' and when I did, there was my little guy poking out! He looked HUGE to me, even though he wasn't even 7 lbs. I finished pushing and then they gave him to me and put him on my chest. I just started crying because he was finally here and I was finally done! Ted got to cut the cord, and I got to hold him for a long time while they stitched me up a little. I remember thinking I didn't recognize him, because he didn't look like what I thought he would look like, although he's the cutest baby I've ever seen so I'm not complaining:) I thought the afterbirth and stitches would be nothing, but it was so painful because it was like the last little feather and I could barely handle it. I just wanted to rest! Plus they were worried about me and kept checking because I was bleeding a little too much. They had to give me an IV of oxytocin then and a shot in the leg to help stop the hemorraging, but it was okay. I was getting a little scared, but Jonah was like my lifeline and I just kept holding him and reminding myself that he was okay. I felt bad because I wanted Ted to get to hold him, but I couldn't bring myself to give him up.

Finally they finished working on me and I got to hold him and try to breastfeed. Then I gave him to Ted to hold him, too. He was so patient and didn't try to take my baby away until I was ready, even though he was dying to get his hands on him!

I just can't believe he's finally here, and what a great birth experience we had. It was such a blessing that there was not a single complication so I was able to focus on the birth process and not worry about him. He was so tough and strong the whole time. And Ted was such a great support, he just sat there and held my hand and did whatever I asked him to do. He was kind of my interpreter too, since I could barely speak and no one else could understand what I was saying. Once he tried to move to go get something and I wouldn't let him let go of my hand. I think he stood there and held my hand for 5 hours, the poor guy. Good thing my mom was there so she could do practical things that required being more than 2 feet from me. I'm proud of myself, but I couldn't have done it by myself, I had the best help ever. God has blessed us so much and we are so happy to finally meet our baby!