Sunday, December 2, 2012

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Sunday, September 2, 2012

and finally introducing... Lilla

Our third precious bundle arrived 12 days after her due date!

My mom's 60th birthday was July 16. I had been trying to think of something special to get my mom, and God provided me with a wonderful way to celebrate her birthday this year and every year from here on out: a sweet granddaughter!

Lilla Constance was born on July 16 at 3:19am. She weighed 8 pounds 1 ounce and was 20 inches long.

This is how it happened...

My parents came to town on Thursday with the hopes that I would have the baby soon.

False labor on a Friday took us and our parents to the hospital for a few hours. One of my sisters even got in the car in the middle of the night and drove to Georgia. The hospital staff said I was welcome to stay, but if I did, they were going to hook me up to some machines and give me drugs until they made me have the baby. I said, "No thanks" and we went back home.

False labor with the third child. I'll admit I was a little embarrassed. 

The goal Sunday was to do anything and everything to make induce labor and have the baby! James' dad offered to take me on a "bumpy boat ride." I accepted. Unfortunately for me, the lake was as smooth as glass and the wake boarding boat was gone so we rode in the pontoon. Our "bumpy boat ride" turned into a delightful after dinner cruise around the lake. That is, until the high pitched "low oil" notification beeped the remainder of the ride. After docking, my mom and I went for a walk. The real deal contractions started on Sunday night around 10 while we were walking. They were 6 minutes apart.

I went home, ate a big slice of watermelon, took a shower, dried and straightened my hair, texted with my sister-in-law, and laid down to rest. In between each of those, James offered and practically begged to go to the hospital. I told him I was fine and he should go to sleep while he could. Contractions were 5 minutes apart. At 2am I called the midwife. She said "come on!" I woke James up and we left. We decided to call our parents after I got checked at the hospital so we didn't ruin another night's sleep in the same weekend!

After leisurely driving 15 minutes in the car, James asked if I had had a contraction yet. I told him I had been having them every 4-5 minutes. I started telling him when I was having them.

I rode the wheelchair up to the L&D floor. The midwife was delivering another baby so I hung out in triage and answered a bunch of questions. We signed in at 2:45. I was having contractions every 2-3 minutes and they were lasting a minute to minute and a half. The nurse was very patient, but it wasn't the best scenario for having any sort of conversation. I decided to go to the bathroom. James helped me hobble to it. I sat down and had a horrendous contraction. I realized that my muscles couldn't relax in the 30 seconds before the next contraction started for me to have time to tt, so I stood up and walked to the sink. I had another severe contraction and my water broke! At this point I went from "fine" to "Oh no! I need to have the baby right now!" I told James, "I need help!" He came over and sweetly put his arm around me for support. I said, "Thank you, but I need their help" as I was pointing towards the door. He opened it and said, "Excuse me, her water just broke. She needs help." Our nurse came right over and told me it was fine and I could just walk... I stopped her and let her know that I needed to have the baby STAT. I took two Frankenstein steps and then froze. I was experiencing rigor mortis in all my limbs. I couldn't walk another step for fear that I would relax the wrong muscle and the baby would be born... on the floor! The nurse said to the other nurses, "We need a chair." The other nurses were looking left and right going "wheelchair, wheelchair" My nurse said "No, there's not time. We need the chair you are sitting in right now." It was an office chair. I was concerned that I would ruin it since it was a cloth chair. I sort of propped my hip on it while James supported me and the nurse wheeled me into the closest delivery room. I'm sure it was quite a sight because all my limbs were still frozen straight. They got me into the room and had me stand up before I got on the bed. I said "Oh no I have to push!" The nurses hoisted me on the bed and said "Ok, you're on the bed, feel free to push any time." I still was holding all of my muscles in because no one was quite ready to actually catch the baby. A whole minute later, which felt like an eternity to someone who was trying desperately to not have a baby, they were finally ready! Then a sweet nurse told me to slide down the bed a foot. "Impossible," so they scooched me. Then she told me to relax my leg. "Uhh, I can't!" She patted it and wiggled it until I realized it was safe to relax the muscles in my legs enough to bend. Less than a minute later, our sweet girl was born! James cried. I laughed.

Then we called our parents. Whoops.

I was extremely blessed with this delivery! Though I did have to wait a few extra days, when she came, she didn't waste any time. And after she was born, I did not feel like I had just had a baby!

Lilla is content. She eats well, she sleeps well, she rides in the car well. She seems to love all of us already! Sam and Elisabeth delight in holding their little sister and telling her how sweet she is! It warms my heart! James and I tell her how wonderful she is and how much we love her. We also thank God for entrusting us with three precious blessings!


Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Due Tomorrow

It is officially July 3, which means that our sweet girl, Lilla, is due tomorrow, on Independence Day! I've been walking and swimming in hopes to get this show on the road, and all I have to show for it is a sore body!

After our most recent ultrasound to confirm that baby Lilla was no longer breech, I showed Sam the picture of his new sister. Two weeks later, we were riding in the car and talking about when she would be born. Out of nowhere Sam said, "Lilla is black and white, right?" I responded, "no, her skin will be about the same as yours and mine." He said, "no, she's black AND white." I asked what he meant by black and white and why he thought she would look like that. He replied, "just like the picture. She is black and white and shaped like a mountain." It took me a second to realize he was referring to the ultrasound picture! I told him that it was so dark in my tummy that she looked black and white but that in the daylight her skin would be like ours. As for the mountain, I told him that they took a picture in the shape of a triangle but Lilla would be shaped like him and me, just really small. He said, "Oh! That's good!"

All of us are looking forward to meeting the fifth member of our family any day now, no matter her color or shape!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

the beach

We headed down to the beach for a week last Sunday! Right when Sam woke up each morning, he was ready to put on his bathing suit and head to the beach. Most days we held him off for a few hours so we could at least eat breakfast and fully wake up!


Elisabeth and Sam loved to "pop the bubbles" which just means jump up and down on the little waves that roll in to the shore. They enjoyed helping James build sand castles. They also liked walking down the beach looking for neat shells. Elisabeth also never turned down the opportunity to chase any "little birdies."


One afternoon, we decided to take the kids to Baskin-Robbins. Neither one had been there before, so I asked if they wanted to know what BR sold or if they wanted to find out when we got there. Sam said he'd like to find out when we got there, so we didn't say a word. I was curious, so I asked Sam what he thought BR might sell. He thought for a minute and replied, "basketballs?" Great guess! They were thrilled when they found out that they were getting ice cream and not sporting goods!

We had such a sweet time together at the beach! And both little ones came home with the best suntans I've ever seen! They clearly got that gene from me! ;)

Friday, June 1, 2012

Five

Five.
We have been married for 5 years!
Around the 4th of July, we will have 5 members in our family!
I haven't blogged in over 5 months!

First things first...

James my favorite person in the whole world. He is an excellent husband. I love that after five years of marriage, we know and love each other more than we thought possible! Our first year of marital bliss was often interrupted by yelling and subsequent pouting, but through some counseling on how to better communicate, we have grown together instead of apart! I am happy to say that when we have a miscommunication, we have learned how to work through it amicably instead of immediately getting angry!

We celebrated our five year anniversary last week! We decided to stay in Atlanta for a long weekend in the same fancy hotel that we stayed in on our wedding night. James borrowed a black convertible Mustang from his grandad for our fun weekend together. It was wonderful to relax and have nothing on our agenda! We got "dinner and a movie" room service the first night and ate at Atlanta Grill another.

On Saturday, James took me to my first ever Braves game! And boy does he know how to spoil a girl? We had such a memorable experience; I hope I won't be disappointed if I go to another game and sit in the normal seats! He bought tickets in the Sun Trust seats, which included access to the Sun Trust box! They had delicious food inside, including a prime rib carving station, as well as a server outside to get us anything we wanted without getting out of our comfortable seats and having to miss part of the game! During batting practice, we had the chance to go onto the field and get a player's autograph on James' new hat! After the game was over, Scotty McCreery put on a concert on the field, which was an added bonus. The only sad part is that the Braves lost.


We reunited with Sam and Elisabeth after church on Sunday, then James took us all to the beach for the week!

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Riding double

Here are a sweet brother and sister that love riding this old rocking horse together! I love that they are friends!

Friday, December 2, 2011

talking


Elisabeth talks a lot. She has been talking for months. Her Sunday school teacher is always so excited when we drop her off because Elisabeth "talks more than all the rest of the class combined." Sometimes, I'll give her something and she says "Thank you. My pleasure." It is hilarious! I have taught Sam to request things in a nice way, such as "May I please have ..." I decided Elisabeth could learn since she already copies everything he says anyway! I started her off with one word at a time, the way I did with Sam. May May I I please please... One day I was handing her some apple juice without looking. Before I realized that the object was a foot out of her reach, she said "May I please have apple juice?" I was so excited! It's amazing how quickly they learn things!