Well, we are now 38 weeks along, and still no labor. However, the crib finally came in, and I'm finishing up the nursery today, so NOW we are ready! Mom's birthday is Saturday, so I'm thinking that it would be the ultimate gift to have a grandbaby born on Nana's birthday! Maybe that's what Hadley is waiting for!
We had a baby shower this past Sunday, and it's amazing how blessed Shaun and I are. We received many needed items, and the gifts keep coming in from friends and family. Thanks so much everyone!
We are so excited about meeting Hadley soon!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Countdown!
Well, it's been a while since I have blogged, so there's lots to catch up on. And since we are on countdown mode for baby Hadley, it will probably be a while until I will blog again!
Our prayers were answered with the PTL stuff; I was able to go back to work after 2 weeks of rest, and we are now term! 37 weeks today! Praise the Lord! Okay, now you can come, Hadley!
Christmas was wonderful; Finley had a great time and we loved seeing her joy at her gifts.
She loved her new house!
I loved getting to see family from out of town, and for Finley to meet her aunt and uncle from Florida that she hadn't met yet! We had a great time this season with family, which is what Christmas is about; celebrating the birth of Jesus, and enjoying family with whom we will spend eternity with, thanks to the birth of that tiny Child!
Speaking of birth, we are now looking forward to the birth of Hadley!
We are trying to finish up her room, and we are waiting for the crib to come in. Finley still thinks that "Baby Sister" is my belly button; she loves to lift my shirt and kiss it. I know she is in for a big change, and I pray that the transition is easy for her and that we do our best to make her feel special as a big sister!Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Bedrest...
Well, what an eventful day yesterday. I go to a routine prenatal visit, and I mention that I have been contracting more lately. Well, Margaret and I decide that obtaining a fetal fibronectin will just reassure us that everything is fine. I'm fully expecting that it will come back negative, and it will just solidify the fact that all is well. However, I get a phone call; it's positive, and I am out of work for 2 weeks. 2 WEEKS?!? I get bored after 2 days of not going out and doing something. Great. And it's over Thanksgiving, so staffing at work will suffer. On the bright side, my cervix is still closed, and baby Hadley is fine. So I still have lots to be thankful for. I can deal with the boredom, and how much my butt hurts from sitting so much as long as the baby is safe and my cervix isn't changing. I believe that I will be re-tested in 2 weeks and it will be negative then, so that I can go back to work, cause I know Shaun is stressing over money already. Just let these next 2 weeks go by quickly! Please!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
The power of prayer...
With every answered prayer, I am more amazed at the power of my words. I know that I shouldn't be surprised that my Father hears my every thought and knows the desires of my heart, but I am just blown away when I ask for something, stand on the Word, and DONE! It's not that I don't believe that it's going to happen; when God says that He's gonna do something, I believe in the fact that His Word is truth and it's gonna happen. I guess I am just amazed that I have a Saviour that loves me so much that even when I ask for something small and trivial to others, He hears me and answers me!
With our placenta previa, the midwives and doctors didn't think that it would resolve and pretty much told me that I was going to end up with a c-section. All I had to do was pray, believe and then stand on my faith, and I really didn't even have to address it again! I just thanked Him that it was resolved. And as we found out on Tues, it's resolved!
When I think about prayer, the song by Rodney Atkins comes to mind. A little boy prays, and the dad says he "prayed like he was talking to a friend." Shouldn't we all pray like that? I don't think that God wants us to come to Him all "Holy art Thou calloused hands..." and all the stuck up prayer language that some use. I believe that He loves for us to come to Him and talk to Him like we talk to our best friends. Why is it that we can spend hours talking on the phone to our friends and we spend just two minutes in prayer? Shouldn't we spend just as much time talking to Him? He knows us better than anyone else will ever know us. He is our Best Friend. And much more.
Thank you, Lord, for being my Best Friend and listening to everything that I have to say. And for every answered prayer, no matter how small. I love you, and I hope you have a great day.
With our placenta previa, the midwives and doctors didn't think that it would resolve and pretty much told me that I was going to end up with a c-section. All I had to do was pray, believe and then stand on my faith, and I really didn't even have to address it again! I just thanked Him that it was resolved. And as we found out on Tues, it's resolved!
When I think about prayer, the song by Rodney Atkins comes to mind. A little boy prays, and the dad says he "prayed like he was talking to a friend." Shouldn't we all pray like that? I don't think that God wants us to come to Him all "Holy art Thou calloused hands..." and all the stuck up prayer language that some use. I believe that He loves for us to come to Him and talk to Him like we talk to our best friends. Why is it that we can spend hours talking on the phone to our friends and we spend just two minutes in prayer? Shouldn't we spend just as much time talking to Him? He knows us better than anyone else will ever know us. He is our Best Friend. And much more.
Thank you, Lord, for being my Best Friend and listening to everything that I have to say. And for every answered prayer, no matter how small. I love you, and I hope you have a great day.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Pregnancy and beyond...
Motherhood is one of the most rewarding things I have ever done. However, getting there was either a joy or a burden, depending on the mood I am in when you ask me!
Being pregnant with Finley was great and horrid. I was SOOOO excited to be pregnant that I didn't mind any of the crappy things, but now looking back, I am able to say that I would not have enjoyed being pregnant if I wasn't looking forward to it so much! I guess mindset makes you overlook a lot of things! For instance, I threw up almost every day, all day long, until I was 20 weeks pregnant. I had horrible headaches, and throwing up when you have a migraine is NOT FUN! I lost weight at every appointment until I was 24 weeks pregnant because I was so sick. But throwing up meant I was still pregnant. Then came the kidney stones at 10 weeks and again at 14 weeks. I hurt for a solid week with little relief (and a lot of puking) until I finally passed 4 stones. The docs were talking surgery and stents, and I was NOT going there! Amazing what some prayer will do, huh? And then the sciatic nerve pain. I could not lay on my back without the shooting pain going down my right side, and then it would take me several minutes to move because it felt like there was a knife in my back that turned with every movement. Also, I believed that Finley was an octopus with extra limbs made just for poking me. How can you have a foot in your ribs, an arm in your bladder and an elbow in your side at the same time? Shaun, of course, loved all of these pokes and rolls.
And the labor. Good Lord, the labor. When my water broke at 9 am on Sunday morning, I was excited that I would be having a baby that day! When I got to the hospital, I was 3 cm dialated, and was having some contractions, so I was thinking, give it 6 to 8 hours, and this will all be done! Wrong! At 9 pm, they started Pitocin, which I believe is the Devil's way of ensuring that all women labor in pain. I had back labor, and felt like I was breaking in half with every contraction. However, I had great support between my wonderful husband and great girls that I work with. So, finally, at 1:30 am I opted for an epidural to put me out of my misery. I loved that thing. Well, a few hours later, I developed a fever and finn's heart rate went way high. So I earned myself a cooling blanket. 2 cooling blankets, really. So, I shivered and shook with that 49degree water running under and on top of me. But, my fever finally came down and finn's heart rate came back to normal. And then it was time to push. And I pushed, and I pushed. For 2 hours. The epidural was no more; I could feel everything as I pushed. And pushed some more. And then I ripped as the baby was finally delivered at 2 pm on Monday (which my wonderful midwife let my husband help deliver), and then, thank God it was over. Except for the fact that I couldn't sit right for 2 weeks. Oh, well, at least she was here healthy. And pregnancy was OVER!
And then when Finley was 9 months old, surprise! Another baby!
So far, it has been much easier this time around. No kidney stones, minimal vomiting. Still the same sciatic pain, but I can deal with that. Oh, and the reflux, so Tums have become my morning, afternoon and evening snack. Should have bought stock in them. Also, Finn's little sister is also an octopus. Already. And I currently have a placenta previa, so after all the crappy labor with Finn, I may end up with a c-section. Lovely.
I guess today would be one of those days when I don't enjoy pregnancy a whole bunch, but ask me tomorrow? I'll be loving it again.
Being pregnant with Finley was great and horrid. I was SOOOO excited to be pregnant that I didn't mind any of the crappy things, but now looking back, I am able to say that I would not have enjoyed being pregnant if I wasn't looking forward to it so much! I guess mindset makes you overlook a lot of things! For instance, I threw up almost every day, all day long, until I was 20 weeks pregnant. I had horrible headaches, and throwing up when you have a migraine is NOT FUN! I lost weight at every appointment until I was 24 weeks pregnant because I was so sick. But throwing up meant I was still pregnant. Then came the kidney stones at 10 weeks and again at 14 weeks. I hurt for a solid week with little relief (and a lot of puking) until I finally passed 4 stones. The docs were talking surgery and stents, and I was NOT going there! Amazing what some prayer will do, huh? And then the sciatic nerve pain. I could not lay on my back without the shooting pain going down my right side, and then it would take me several minutes to move because it felt like there was a knife in my back that turned with every movement. Also, I believed that Finley was an octopus with extra limbs made just for poking me. How can you have a foot in your ribs, an arm in your bladder and an elbow in your side at the same time? Shaun, of course, loved all of these pokes and rolls.
And the labor. Good Lord, the labor. When my water broke at 9 am on Sunday morning, I was excited that I would be having a baby that day! When I got to the hospital, I was 3 cm dialated, and was having some contractions, so I was thinking, give it 6 to 8 hours, and this will all be done! Wrong! At 9 pm, they started Pitocin, which I believe is the Devil's way of ensuring that all women labor in pain. I had back labor, and felt like I was breaking in half with every contraction. However, I had great support between my wonderful husband and great girls that I work with. So, finally, at 1:30 am I opted for an epidural to put me out of my misery. I loved that thing. Well, a few hours later, I developed a fever and finn's heart rate went way high. So I earned myself a cooling blanket. 2 cooling blankets, really. So, I shivered and shook with that 49degree water running under and on top of me. But, my fever finally came down and finn's heart rate came back to normal. And then it was time to push. And I pushed, and I pushed. For 2 hours. The epidural was no more; I could feel everything as I pushed. And pushed some more. And then I ripped as the baby was finally delivered at 2 pm on Monday (which my wonderful midwife let my husband help deliver), and then, thank God it was over. Except for the fact that I couldn't sit right for 2 weeks. Oh, well, at least she was here healthy. And pregnancy was OVER!
And then when Finley was 9 months old, surprise! Another baby!
So far, it has been much easier this time around. No kidney stones, minimal vomiting. Still the same sciatic pain, but I can deal with that. Oh, and the reflux, so Tums have become my morning, afternoon and evening snack. Should have bought stock in them. Also, Finn's little sister is also an octopus. Already. And I currently have a placenta previa, so after all the crappy labor with Finn, I may end up with a c-section. Lovely.
I guess today would be one of those days when I don't enjoy pregnancy a whole bunch, but ask me tomorrow? I'll be loving it again.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Watching her play...
As a mother, I have so enjoyed everything about my child and all of her discoveries. One of the things I really love is watching her play in the mornings. We have a video monitor and I am able to just sit and watch Finley as she wakes up and starts her day. She loves the play with her teddy bear and other animals in her crib, and she just lays back and sings to them sometimes. She talks to herself, and she coos and kicks up her feet and plays around. She never wakes up fussy; she starts her day off with a song and some babble. It's so precious to watch!
Shaun and I often lay in bed and just watch the child that we created. It's so amazing to know that WE did that, that our love and prayers enabled us to create such a loving, beautiful, precious child. We are so blessed, and thank the Lord for her everyday!
Shaun and I often lay in bed and just watch the child that we created. It's so amazing to know that WE did that, that our love and prayers enabled us to create such a loving, beautiful, precious child. We are so blessed, and thank the Lord for her everyday!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
God is amazing...
A facebook post of a friend's has made me reflect on just how amazing my Lord and Saviour is. I mean, He sent His only Son, Jesus, here to earth, knowing that He would be sentenced to death, and He did all that for ME! Even if I was the only person on earth who had sinned, Jesus still would have died. Now, I love my husband, and family, and friends, but I don't think I could sacrifice my child for any of them. That is some amazing love that God has for us! And we have the audacity to question Him?
When we went through all of the infertility stuff and the loss of our first child, we were devastated, of course. We were angry, and bitter, and we wanted to be mad at God. But, why? What did He do to make me lose my baby? He gave me the ability to pray and believe and utilize my faith for that child, and it was me that failed. So, I had no right to be angry. After meeting several times with my pastor, I realized that I was in the wrong. So, I changed my outlook, and what I was speaking, and what I was doing. We were able to concieve when the doctor thought it wasn't going to happen, and we spoke over that baby and now we have our little Finley. She is such a blessing to us, and we are so thankful everyday for the gift we have been given!
As the holiday season approaches, I want to make sure that my focus stays on the REAL reason for the season. The sacrifice that was made for me and my sin. I want to make sure that Finn doesn't get caught up in all of the hustle and bustle of what we make Christmas, and forget what we are really celebrating. The birth of Jesus and the gift that came along with that birth. Our eternal salvation.
God really is amazing...
When we went through all of the infertility stuff and the loss of our first child, we were devastated, of course. We were angry, and bitter, and we wanted to be mad at God. But, why? What did He do to make me lose my baby? He gave me the ability to pray and believe and utilize my faith for that child, and it was me that failed. So, I had no right to be angry. After meeting several times with my pastor, I realized that I was in the wrong. So, I changed my outlook, and what I was speaking, and what I was doing. We were able to concieve when the doctor thought it wasn't going to happen, and we spoke over that baby and now we have our little Finley. She is such a blessing to us, and we are so thankful everyday for the gift we have been given!
As the holiday season approaches, I want to make sure that my focus stays on the REAL reason for the season. The sacrifice that was made for me and my sin. I want to make sure that Finn doesn't get caught up in all of the hustle and bustle of what we make Christmas, and forget what we are really celebrating. The birth of Jesus and the gift that came along with that birth. Our eternal salvation.
God really is amazing...
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