The Big Addition

So, I went for my weekly checkup on September 22. I didn't sleep the night before because I had stayed up finishing my collegiate orders for Kennedy James, so I just assumed that was why I felt so bad. I was 37 weeks, and I was hoping that my doctor would schedule an induction for the next week. They were going to do a sonogram to check his size and see how much longer I needed to wait. I still had so much to do--my house needed a good cleaning, bags needed packing, and the baby needed a name. I thought surely I could get it all done in a week.

I had been having headaches, dizziness and swelling, but I contributed all that to being on my feet too much and over exerting myself with all the sewing and mommy duties. For all of you who have had a baby, you know the first thing you do when you get to the doctor is pee in the cup then have your weight and blood pressure checked. As I am sitting there having my BP checked, I notice my nurse's eyes get real big and a look of concern covers her face. She asked if I was feeling ok, and I said, I am just really tired and I have a headache. She checked it again--I had been through this before with Rollins, so I knew what was coming next. She looked at the protein strip in my urine and said, "it's loaded". I immediately started crying. I wasn't ready to have this baby. There was no sonogram, just the doctor telling me to go home and get my bags--I begged him to let me wait a few days because my brother and sister-in-law were having their baby the next day, and I still had so much to do, but he reminded me of the seriousness of my situation and said there were no other options.

So, Brother and I make a mad dash home to try to clean what we could, pack bags for 5 people, eat dinner, get the kids situated for the next couple days, and get back to the hospital. I had so many mixed emotions--I am a planner by nature and I don't like losing control of a situation. I was scared about the health of the baby and myself and worried about the children feeling left out with the new addition.

We had one last family picture made as we left the children at church with my parents on the way to the hospital. This picture has come to mean so much to me now, and I am really thankful we took the time to smile one last time as a family of 4.


Once we got all the monitors on that night, my nurse asked me if I was feeling anything, but I wasn't. She said I was having regular contractions and was already in labor. I called my mom and told her to come first thing in the morning because I didn't think this would take long since i was already contracting without pitocin.

The next morning, Rollins missed school and my mother brought her and Grady to the hospital. Rollins had been asking during the whole pregnancy if she could be in there when he was born, and I had no problem with it at all. A boy in her class kept telling her that my stomach was going to bleed and i was going to cry, so she was very worried. I have very easy deliveries, so I wanted her to see that my stomach wasn't going to bleed and it didn't hurt. She was such a sweetheart and sat by me to hold my hand. She has such a big heart to be so little!



I still wasn't feeling my contractions, but according to the monitors, they were getting very close, so my doctor said I better go ahead and get the epidural. As soon as I got it, I told all my family to go get some lunch because I was just a 4 and it would probably be a while. About 30 minutes later, I started feeling the contractions and they were pretty bad so I told my sweet nurse that I thought I needed a booster in my epidural. She said she would get the anesth., but checked to see where I was dilated to first. To our surprise, the baby had crowned! I called Brother while she called the doctor. The doctor made it to the room first, and I told him I was not having the baby without Brother being there, so he said he had another one to deliver and would be right back. Finally Brother arrives, along with my grandparents and the kids. My dear friend Valerie, who was also my nurse, kept telling me to breath through the contractions and not push--which was very hard to do. The other labor was taking longer than normal and I was begging Valerie to go ahead and deliver him herself. Evidently, the doctors don't want the nurses to deliver so she made me wait.
Finally, he arrived and all it took was 3 good pushes. It all happened so fast once he got there, that I didn't even realize that my mom, my grandmother, my husband and both my children were there to witness this little miracle being brought into this world. It was so special to have them all in there. Also, in the middle of me pushing, my Brother calls to tell us his daughter had been born. They ended up being 16 minutes apart. Harlie Kate was born at 12:30, and Jon Thomas at 12:46.

The cord had been wrapped around his abdomen cutting off his oxygen, which caused him to be so purple. I didn't even know it til later that night when Brother told me how scared he was when he saw them. I went back and looked at these pictures and it took my breath away.

Once they gave him oxygen, all his color came back, and he looked absolutely perfect!

Our baby, who at this point still didn't have a name weighed 8lbs 2 ounces and was 20 inches long.

Rollins and Grady were so excited to finally see him!

Our first family picture!

A Little Update

Ok, so yes, once again I have failed in my attempt to update my blog, but since we are about to become a family of 5 in a few weeks and so much is going on, I want to, yet again, try to do a better job. I guess what has really prompted my desire to write is Rollins. She started Kindergarten in August, and she comes home with so many stories, concerns and interesting thoughts. How else to share them, but through here?

So, everyone that knows Rollins, knows about her heart. She is quite possibly the most caring and loving child I have ever seen. Now, that's not to say that she doesn't have a mean streak in her-especially when it comes to Grady, but for the most part, she is very nurturing and kind hearted. She has gone to my mother's nursery school since Jauary 2007, and everyone there comes from similar backgrounds and all have loving homes to go home to after school. With the start of kindergarten, Rollins noticed immediately that there were kids who didn't have everything they needed. One day she came home and said, "mommy, there is a boy in my class and his mother won't get him a nap mat, so can we make him one?" When we are packing her snack, she always wants to pack extra for the kids whose mommies forget their snack, and just recently, she has me sending her with a dollar for water everyday. Water is only 50cents, but she says there is a little girl in her class who doesn't have water and she buys her water. Now, might I remind you that she is only 5, but she has already become a cheerful giver. She absolutely loves helping her classmates and I think it's something most adults can learn from.

Today, Rollins comes home and says, "mom, school isn't for me." She had this pitiful look on her face and she just tucked her head in my arm. Holding back the tears, I asked her what had happened to make her so unhappy with school. She said, "mom, my friends are being mean to me." I asked her what she meant, and she just shook her head and cried. We crawled up in her bed, and I tried to explain to her that some of her friends had a lot more to deal with than she did. I told her how some of them only have one parent and some don't get to eat supper or have toys to play with or have new clothes to wear. I also explained to her that not everyone got to go home to a mommy and daddy that were nice to them. I said sometimes that makes the kids sad and not nice, but we should always be nice to them, because we might be the only person that is nice to them that day. What happened next, is one of the reasons I absolutely adore this little girl. She asked me if she could get some of her clothes and toys and take them to the kids in her class to help them be happy. I told her we would talk to her teacher and see who needed anything and we would give it to them. This made her smile, and she said, "they will really like that." Now, yes, it does hurt me that she gets her feelings hurt by kids being mean, but I have comfort in the fact that she now understands why everyone isn't nice, and hopefully, she won't let it affect her like it has been. I am so proud of the little girl she has grown into and I pray everyday that she keeps that innocence and caring heart.

More Spring

My mother's nursery school recently took a trip to the local Dominos to make pizzas. All the kids love this field trip! Since this was Rollins's 2nd year to go, she knew all the answers to the questions and got to make her pizza first. They made her into a ghost, which she thought was so funny.

Grady, however, was a little unsure about the ghost thing. He has been very clingy lately and wanted to be held the whole trip.

Here is Rollins rolling out her dough.

After putting on her sauce and cheese, she added her all time favorite topping--mushrooms.

They helped the kids place it in the hot hot oven.

Here's the class minus Grady because he didn't want in the picture.

Rollins also attended a birthday at Pump it Up, which she absolutely loves that place! We took Grady's nursery school class there for his 3rd birthday in January, and let me tell you--it was the easiest party we have ever thrown. They do everything for you--all you have to do is show up.

She had just as much fun playing with the balls, as she did on the inflatables.

Rollins has really enjoyed all she is learning in Gymnastics and took full advantage of the mats they had there. She is doing a headstand in this picture. She also just recently got her back roll--something we were all so proud of because she has worked so hard on it.

Friday of last week, it was finally warm enough to get the slip and slide out. Ann Daniel had come to play with Rollins, so they couldn't wait to get the Bikinis on and take a run.

Grady lasted much longer than the girls. He would have stayed out there all day.

The kids are so ready for summer and can't wait to pull out the big waterslide. I just hope that Brother will get us some dirt and grass for our backyard, so we don't have to bother the neighbors with all the water toys in the front yard.

Brother came home with a surprise for Grady this week. He LOVES golf, and his drive goes across several yards. To keep us from chasing balls, we now have the net. Brother and Grady can hit together since Grady is left handed. While I was outside watching Grady, Rollins had a surprise waiting on me inside.

We had been to the grocery store earlier in the day, and somehow, Rollins convinced me to buy her one of those frozen strawberry creme pies. Little did I know, she thought she could just eat the pie all at one time.

A little update--I am exactly 18 weeks today and feeling pretty good--a little tired, but I can't complain. We went to the regional softball game this morning to watch Katie Marie and the Wildcats. They won 5-1 and are playing again as I type. Rollins and Grady took a 4 hour nap this afternoon because they were so worn out from the game. Hopefully the girls will advance on to State next week. Go Cats!

Spring is here!

Rollins with her Jesse Doll Easter Sunday

Grady and I Easter morning

Rollins at Luke, Jack and Abby's Birthday

Grady and Rollins at their school Easter Party

So, it's been a while, and if you haven't noticed the baby ticker, we are expecting a baby boy October 8! After all the events of this past October, I had pretty much given up hope of ever having another child, but I was in shock after a doctor's visit in February, where I found out I was 6 weeks pregnant. If you have ever had a miscarriage, you can imagine the fear I had every day. I dreaded every doctor's visit, because I was afraid of receiving bad news. Today I am 16 weeks, and everything seems to be going great. He is an active little guy with a strong heartbeat. I am beginning to feel more at ease and am finally able to embrace and enjoy this pregnancy.