Alrighty so we are 4 weeks into this three kiddo thing and it is a little crazy kind of like it was with two kiddos:)
Presleigh and Noah have figured out that when mom is feeding sissy they can get away with pretty much everything. So that is usually the time that they decide they want to wrestle:) Just like when my brother and I use to wrestle, one of them always gets hurt. They also know that if they don't obey me while i'm breatfeeding their time in their bedroom is delayed a few extra minutes which means I might even forget that they were having a hard time.
Holland is constantly eating, and she is getting the thighs to prove it:) I am so glad that she started off being such a great nurser, I'm pretty sure she would nurse all day if I would let her. No pacifier for this baby yet. Her days and nights have been way off so we have had quite a few sleepless nights. Thank goodness for pumping so that Dad can help out sometimes.
Presleigh is also a really big help. She loves to hold Holland. She can only hold her for a few seconds though because her arms get tired. She also will grab me diapers and wipes when I'm changing Holland. If Holland spits up she will wipe her cute face while Noah yells, "Baby Spit!"
A few months ago we did the three day potty training with Noah. He was doing really well with going on the potty but then started to regress. We decided to put him back in diapers because I figured that once baby got here he would regress again. Well baby came and Noah decided he was done with diapers. He has been so good about going in the potty and has only had a couple accidents:) YAY!!!!
Friday, March 30, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Family/Newborn Pictures
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Randomness
After spending some time in my bedroom the other day Noah came out with his hair done. This isn't unusual because he likes to wet his hair and give himself a mohawk sometimes. But when I got a little closer I could smell that it wasn't daddy's gel he had used. It was my lanolin cream!!!!
I need to take more pictures of these things:)
While I was feeding Holland and Wayne was working on the computer Noah decided to help himself to some lunch and dropped a large container of soup on the kitchen floor. I kind of wanted to throw some newspaper over it and just let it be.
We have been quite impressed with Presleigh's memory lately. Wayne thinks it's amazing that she can quote tv shows after only seeing them once especially when it's Napolean Dynamite that she is quoting. I love that after getting home from church today she told me the story of President Monson leaving his money in his pocket and then sending his pants to the wash. I can't believe first that she was actually paying attention during her sunbeam lesson and also that she was able to retell the story.
When Noah hears baby Holland awake he always asks to see her eyes. When Holland is asleep, he likes to give her forehead kisses.
We put another offer in on a house!!! I am hoping we get it but I'm trying not to get my hopes up since there were three other offers on it.
Both of my kids are backseat drivers. It's kind of a little crazy how they both will either ask me why I stop, or slow down. They also tell me when the stop light turns green. Noah will say "It's gonna turn green, watch, watch, watch" My mom blames me since I was the worst backseat driver ever. I remember having to sit in the middle so that I could see out the windshield.
Presleigh is miss curious these days. She asked me today, "Does A start with Amen?" She is always asking about words and what letter they start with she just says it a little backwards. She also asks random questions about everything. I hear the word "why" at least 50 times a day. I try really hard to answer her always, but sometimes I have no idea what she is even asking.
I forgot to write that the other day Holland was laying on the floor in the front room and was a little fussy. When I went to check on her Noah was right next to her and Holland had a peanut butter puff on her lip. I guess he though she was hungry:)
On Sunday while our home teacher was over Noah was playing with a polly pocket leg and it lodged down his throat. Wayne was able to get it out but holy cow it was a very scary 10 seconds:(
I need to take more pictures of these things:)
While I was feeding Holland and Wayne was working on the computer Noah decided to help himself to some lunch and dropped a large container of soup on the kitchen floor. I kind of wanted to throw some newspaper over it and just let it be.
We have been quite impressed with Presleigh's memory lately. Wayne thinks it's amazing that she can quote tv shows after only seeing them once especially when it's Napolean Dynamite that she is quoting. I love that after getting home from church today she told me the story of President Monson leaving his money in his pocket and then sending his pants to the wash. I can't believe first that she was actually paying attention during her sunbeam lesson and also that she was able to retell the story.
When Noah hears baby Holland awake he always asks to see her eyes. When Holland is asleep, he likes to give her forehead kisses.
We put another offer in on a house!!! I am hoping we get it but I'm trying not to get my hopes up since there were three other offers on it.
Both of my kids are backseat drivers. It's kind of a little crazy how they both will either ask me why I stop, or slow down. They also tell me when the stop light turns green. Noah will say "It's gonna turn green, watch, watch, watch" My mom blames me since I was the worst backseat driver ever. I remember having to sit in the middle so that I could see out the windshield.
Presleigh is miss curious these days. She asked me today, "Does A start with Amen?" She is always asking about words and what letter they start with she just says it a little backwards. She also asks random questions about everything. I hear the word "why" at least 50 times a day. I try really hard to answer her always, but sometimes I have no idea what she is even asking.
I forgot to write that the other day Holland was laying on the floor in the front room and was a little fussy. When I went to check on her Noah was right next to her and Holland had a peanut butter puff on her lip. I guess he though she was hungry:)
On Sunday while our home teacher was over Noah was playing with a polly pocket leg and it lodged down his throat. Wayne was able to get it out but holy cow it was a very scary 10 seconds:(
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Our First Week
Holland's first week here flew by. Monday we took her into the pediatrician to get her billi checked. She was at an 11 when we went home from the hospital. On Monday she had jumped to 16 so they sent us the billi lights and gave us orders to get lab work done. On Monday Holland weighed 6lbs 9 oz (25%) height was 19.25in (45%) and her head circumference 33.5 cm (25%). Tuesday her Billi levels had dropped down a little to 14. Wednesday she was at 12 so they let us take her off the lights. Thursday she was at 11. Yay!!!! No more pokes on the foot. Friday Holland weighed in at 6lbs 13oz.
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| The kids absolutely love Holland. They come up to her and give her kisses and call her a sweet girl or sweetheart and all sorts of cute little things. Presleigh loves to hold her but gives her back to me as soon as Holland fusses. Noah says that she is tiny and cute:) |
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| This was Noah's first time holding Holland. The first few days he wasn't too interested. Then he held her and gave her big kisses almost immediately. Now he loves her and likes to pat her little head. |
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| As you can tell the kids have been getting themselves dressed or staying in their PJs. |
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| Noah has been having a little bit of a rough time listening. He was spending quite a bit of time in the corner one night and ended up falling asleep. |
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| Noah and Presleigh were playing nicely in their room and Noah came out looking like this. I had to get a picture:) |
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| Holland's first full on bath. She loved it until she had to get out. The kids enjoyed watching daddy give her a bath. |
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Holland's Birth
After much stress about when baby Holland was going to make her appearance and who was going to watch my other two kiddos while we spent the day in the hospital, we scheduled an induction date. My mom and dad drove down the night before so that they could stay with Pres and Noah while we labored.
Thursday morning we headed to the hospital. We were there at 7:00 am. They got me all registered and ready to go. I was dilated to a 3 when I got there. At 8:00 I had my IV in and was hooked up to the pitocin. I didn't start feeling contractions until 9:00 though. I was having issues with the monitors most of the day. My contractions weren't showing up on the monitors so the nurse was adjusting them constantly and then finally decided to switch it out. Wayne and I watched a lot of TV and I was starving the whole time and was only able to drink water and eat ice chips. I knew I should have had a better breakfast.
My OB came in at 12:00 to break my water and when she checked me I was still at a 3:( I was so bummed out. We knew it was going to be a long day. At 2:00 I was dilate to a 5. Finally a little progress. I was having a hard time with when to get the epidural. Because my labor was slow I wanted to wait to get the epidural because I was afraid it would prolong the process but I was also getting sick of having contractions 1 minute apart. At 3:30 I got my epidural. This is when things went a little crazy.
My blood pressure started dropping after I got the epidural. I was starting to feel very sick and light headed and things were a little blurry. Next thing I knew I heard the bell at the nurses station and I knew it was for me. Nurses ran into the room and were all stressed out. They gave me oxygen and then we saw that my blood pressure was 55/36. I remember looking at Wayne and thinking I was for sure headed to the OR for a c-section or I was going to die. The anesthetist came back in the room turned down my epidural and had me switch sides. I started feeling better and my blood pressure went back up. While this craziness was going on my IV infiltrated apparently because the vein wasn't a good one to begin with and they had pumped crazy fluids into me while my blood pressure was low. So I had a giant bump on my wrist and they had to take out the IV:(
3 different nurses and 4 IV attempts later the anethetist was able to put an IV into the crease of my arm. It was not the most comfortable thing during labor but at least they didn't have to poke me anymore. After I had recovered a little from this and was feeling better another bell rang at the nurses station and I knew it was for my sweet baby. I had been watching her heart rate climb and when the nurses ran into the room I saw that it had dropped to 33 on the monitor. My nurse hurried and had me turn completely on my side and checked me. I was at an 8. Holland had made a quick descend into the birth canal which caused her heart rate to drop dramatically. I was trying really hard to be calm but once again I thought I was headed to the OR and I was stressing about Holland. Her heart rate recovered and for the next couple hours things were pretty normal.
At about 8:45 my doctor came in to check me and I was fully dilated. YAY!!!! I was so relieved. I was hoping that after all the chaos I would only have to push a few times and sure enough 4 contractions later baby Holland was born.
We are so grateful that after all the issues I was still able to have a vaginal delivery and that baby Holland made it here safe:)
Thursday morning we headed to the hospital. We were there at 7:00 am. They got me all registered and ready to go. I was dilated to a 3 when I got there. At 8:00 I had my IV in and was hooked up to the pitocin. I didn't start feeling contractions until 9:00 though. I was having issues with the monitors most of the day. My contractions weren't showing up on the monitors so the nurse was adjusting them constantly and then finally decided to switch it out. Wayne and I watched a lot of TV and I was starving the whole time and was only able to drink water and eat ice chips. I knew I should have had a better breakfast.
My OB came in at 12:00 to break my water and when she checked me I was still at a 3:( I was so bummed out. We knew it was going to be a long day. At 2:00 I was dilate to a 5. Finally a little progress. I was having a hard time with when to get the epidural. Because my labor was slow I wanted to wait to get the epidural because I was afraid it would prolong the process but I was also getting sick of having contractions 1 minute apart. At 3:30 I got my epidural. This is when things went a little crazy.
My blood pressure started dropping after I got the epidural. I was starting to feel very sick and light headed and things were a little blurry. Next thing I knew I heard the bell at the nurses station and I knew it was for me. Nurses ran into the room and were all stressed out. They gave me oxygen and then we saw that my blood pressure was 55/36. I remember looking at Wayne and thinking I was for sure headed to the OR for a c-section or I was going to die. The anesthetist came back in the room turned down my epidural and had me switch sides. I started feeling better and my blood pressure went back up. While this craziness was going on my IV infiltrated apparently because the vein wasn't a good one to begin with and they had pumped crazy fluids into me while my blood pressure was low. So I had a giant bump on my wrist and they had to take out the IV:(
3 different nurses and 4 IV attempts later the anethetist was able to put an IV into the crease of my arm. It was not the most comfortable thing during labor but at least they didn't have to poke me anymore. After I had recovered a little from this and was feeling better another bell rang at the nurses station and I knew it was for my sweet baby. I had been watching her heart rate climb and when the nurses ran into the room I saw that it had dropped to 33 on the monitor. My nurse hurried and had me turn completely on my side and checked me. I was at an 8. Holland had made a quick descend into the birth canal which caused her heart rate to drop dramatically. I was trying really hard to be calm but once again I thought I was headed to the OR and I was stressing about Holland. Her heart rate recovered and for the next couple hours things were pretty normal.
At about 8:45 my doctor came in to check me and I was fully dilated. YAY!!!! I was so relieved. I was hoping that after all the chaos I would only have to push a few times and sure enough 4 contractions later baby Holland was born.
We are so grateful that after all the issues I was still able to have a vaginal delivery and that baby Holland made it here safe:)
Sunday, March 4, 2012
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