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In this picture, T-Puppy is shaking Sam's hand saying "nice to meet you!" :)
Thank you Jesus, we are for the most part back to normal this week. T-Pup is much better, and we are accomplishing the usual daily tasks around our house. I am also so grateful that Sam did not catch the virus.
So, Hillary had a good night last night winning Ohio and Texas. On the cover of the New York Post this morning, it said "Hill, Yeah!" which cracked me up, but not quite to the point of an audible laugh. I just don't really know which direction this election is going in, and I don't have a clear idea of who I will vote for. Off the top of my head I say John McCain, of course, but that thought is followed by an "eh" and shoulder shrug. We'll see.
Almost time for lunch, so off to prepare it.
I went back and forth on whether or not I should travel to Huntsville today for Sam's well checkup. I didn't want to make T-Puppy travel while being so sick. I prayed the Lord would give me a clear answer and this morning when T-Pup was still so weak I felt like I did need to take him, just so Dr. Powell could look him over. Sam is doing great. She is in the 25-50% on her height and weight, however her head is off the charts! My OB has joked with me before that I have 7lb babies with 9lb heads. It is true. We are a family of bobble heads.
I told Dr. Powell about everything with T-Pup, and he picked him up and held him and gave him a kiss. It made me feel good when he said "This is the first time you've been sick buddy". He is such an amazing doctor and I'm so thankful for his presence in our children's lives as well as our own. He said T-Pup had every characteristic of the roto virus, which is a really aggressive virus for little ones. Obviously. My son has been sick for 3 days. He is so weak that he can only walk two or three steps then just falls down in the floor and doesn't move. It hurts my heart to see him like his, but Dr. Powell said we might have another 2 rough days ahead of us but it should start clearing up some. He said to just keep pumping him with fluids.
We were back home by noon and have had a pretty relaxed day since then. I actually took a nap with the children from 4-5pm so that was a nice blessing.
Lastly, I have decided to run in the Music City Half Marathon. It is on April 26 in Nashville. The amazing thing is that when a friend asked me to run with her, I told her I'd consider but didn't know if I had enough time to train. I prayed that God would give me wisdom and help me to make an educated decision. Last week I got on myspace, and happened to remember a friend we went to church with in Huntsville ran some. I looked at her myspace and saw she had several race pictures on there. I sent her a message just asking for advice. Turns out her fiance's father is a cross country training coach, and she said she would talk to him for me. He made me out a detailed week by week schedule for the next two months of exactly how I needed to train and when. Talk about an answered prayer!!! I now know it is feasible for my to accomplish this. I am looking forward to doing this. It's something I always thought it would be neat to do. It's just nice to have something to look forward to, for me. I so often forget in this stage of having small children and staying home that I have to take time for me, too.
Megan, won't you come up and run with me?!!
Well, I went to the dentist last Tuesday. I have an aversion to anyone in the field of dentistry. Turns out I needed a root canal. They wanted to schedule it for Thursday, but we were leaving Thursday for the youth ski trip and I didn't want to absolutely overload us. So, we scheduled it for Monday (today).
We had a wonderful time on the ski trip. All the meals went over so well. I can't believe I made enough food to feed 50 people. And there were leftovers! And surprisingly the "big" trip to the grocery store only cost $260. I was expecting around $500. It kind of makes me wonder how I spend $150 on us for 2 weeks when I can feed 50 people for a weekend for less than $300!
Sam slept with me, and T-man slept with W in the guys dorm. Early Sunday morning W called me and said T-Pup had thrown up and he needed a change of pajamas for him. So, I met him outside and gave him the jammies. Not 30 minutes later he called and said he was sick again and asking for me. So, he brought T-Pup over. Long story short, the poor boy was so sick. He vomited and vomited and had so many diarrhea diapers. We left Indiana, but he got worse so we stopped in Lousiville, KY and took him to an urgent care type clinic. The doctor gave him some phenergan (sp?) suppositories and we continued our travels home. He slept for most of the way, and thankfully stopped vomiting. He did have several more bad diapers, but for the most part stopped. Last night he got a fever of 103, and this morning it was 102. I called his pediatrician, and he said there was a bug going around and to try and ride it out. He also said he would have never given a 2 year old phenergan suppositories and not to give him any more. That scared me, but it did allow us to get home without him being sick anymore, so I'm thankful for that.
So, this morning I went to the dentist to have my root canal. It wasn't near as bad as I expected it to be. Apparently the procedure has gotten much better with time and technology. I've had a pretty good amount of pain since the numbness has worn off, but motrin has been sufficient. I don't want to take any of the loratab they gave me. Those things mess with your head!
Tomorrow is Sam's 4 month checkup in Huntsville. So, hopefully T-Pup will feel up to traveling. We definitely have a lot going on right now. Thankfully the two big winter trips for the youth are over and we'll have some of our free time back to ourselves.
I talked to Bobbie yesterday and she said that there was chit-chat of John McCain asking Bob Riley to be his potential running mate. Wow?! Seems like a really strange decision... but more power to him if its true. I do love the Riley's. And wouldn't Patsy make a perfect second lady? Is that what you call the VP's wife?
Anyway... pictures to come of the ski trip.
Ok, before I forget, I lost 1lb. last week. Now at a total of 5lbs!
I really should be getting a shower right now, but since my son is eating popcorn and my daughter is crying herself to sleep, I thought I would stick in a load of laundry and blog for a bit. T-Puppy is a wonderful eater and I don't think he's ever choked, but popcorn is one of those things. I would just rather not be in the shower while he is eating it alone. And for Sam, she has become the ultimate cuddle bug. I absolutely love this, and yesterday I just gave into my desires and cuddled with her and T-Puppy all day long... but I wasn't productive at all. So, today she is going through a little cuddle detox and crying herself to sleep.
I'm saddened to say that my sister miscarried yesterday. She had the DNC this morning. She is doing good I think, considering the circumstances. She was able to have Addison's first birthday party this weekend, and they said it went wonderfully.
We spent the weekend in Nashville and had an amazing time. Friday night Joseph and Shelby drove us around (they have an Expedition so 3 car seats fit perfect!). They showed me the Vanderbilt campus and all around West End, out to Green Hills, and then we jumped over to Hendersonville for some dinner. Saturday we spent time at Centennial Park (see pictures) and had a blast. We are waiting for the notification from Vandy to come any day now to see if Whitney has been accepted for the fall semester. It's so exciting!
We had the sweetest little snowfall this morning. It actually stuck for a while, then around 10 the sun came out. Maybe we'll get some more before long.
It was a year ago today that I found out I was pregnant with Sam. Wow, what a day! And what a year. My little girl is almost 4 months old! Time flies when you have children.
Ok, well she is sleeping now and T-pup is through with his popcorn. So, I'm going to take one of my speed showers and get started on lunch.
W's Aunt Brenda has a cardinal rule for family gatherings...
No speaking of politics or religion.
I'm afraid I'm beginning to agree!
At this week's weigh-in, I lost 3lbs since last week! That makes a total of 4lbs in two weeks. Can't see it yet, but if I keep it up (trying my best) I think I'll start to see a difference in my clothes in the next few weeks. Yay!
Today is Super-Tuesday and we went and voted first thing. I am proud to say I voted on the Deomcratic ticket for the 2nd time in my life. The first was when Jimmy Sandlin ran for Family Court Judge in Lauderdale County (a GOP hadn't been elected in some 20 years I believe, so he ran on the Dem ticket). Today I voted in the primary for Barack Obama. I say I am "proud" to have voted on the Dem ticket not because I am a democrat, but because I am willing to look past my own conservative ideals and look at the bigger picture. The GOP's will take care of themself. I just don't want Hillary.
Anyway. Here is a sweet picture of my little princess.
It is so amazing how life changes when you have children! I'm trying to think of something exciting to blog about, and all I can think of is our new double stroller! We knew we wanted one, but wanted to make sure we made the right decision. Before driving to Nashville to make the purchase, I read reviews on at least twenty double strollers. I expected the cost to be anywhere between $150-200, which ended up being right. I found one online at Babies R Us that I loved, but it was available online only. So, I decided if we didn't find anything I could always resort back to the website. Turns out, they had that particular one in the store! It's great because the seats are interchangeable (both facing forward, face each other, back to back, or remove the back one and put the carrier in). Versatility my friends! Makes life a lot easier.
No WW updates yet. I'm not getting on the scales until Sunday morning!
Is anyone watching The Celebrity Apprentice? I previously had an aversion to this show, but somehow got started watching it. Surprisingly enough, I love it. I LOVE LOVE LOVE the fact that Stephen Baldwin is so open with sharing his faith. He actually goes to church at The Sanctuary with some of our good friends Roger and Nicolle Matzke in Huntington Beach, CA. Rog is the youth pastor (formerly the Worship Pastor). We haven't seen Roger and Nicolle since Aug of 2005, but always enjoy hearing them talk about their friends who just happen to be celebrities.
I'm snacking on sweet and crunchy peanuts... hence the title. Have a good weekend!
So I weighed in Sunday morning, and to my excitement, and lost 1lb. At first I was a little bummed out because it is only a pound, but then afterwards I started thinking, and at least I didn't gain any weight. Through my brief one and a half week on WW, I have learned somethings about myself. 1) I snack a whole lot 2) I eat when I'm "stressed out". The snacking I feel like I can take charge of pretty easily, but the second is a little harder to deal with. It confirms to me that there is still more the Lord needs to work on in me (not that He was just about finished with me!).
I was talking to my friend Shelby earlier today, and she told me something that I told her almost 3 years ago. The statement in itself was "we don't use birth control, we use self control". I think that 3 years ago was probably the last time I said that, because when she said it, it literally took me back. I know that W and I have been poured into by amazing people, and I am so grateful for those things. I just feel like some of it has been forgotten (ie the above statement). We've been in a position the past 3 years that we've poured out, so naturally I just feel like we need to be refilled. Granted we have our time with the Lord here in our home, but I so miss words of knowledge and encouragement being directly said to us. I think I might go back through my journals of teachings from Greg, Gretchen , and Pastor Rusty and refresh myself.
It has absolutely poured rain today, and from the looks of outside there is more to come. It hasn't been too bad though since W has the vehicle. His car is on its last leg! We know what we want, but haven't found just the right one yet. When we do, it will make our life a little easier.
Last thing. How awesome is it to have an accountant in the family? Our taxes were filed over two weeks ago and we received our refund last week! Praise God for it, too!
I must confess I would rather be napping at the moment, however my darling daughter wanted to be awake. Early Tuesday morning W was struck with the Egyptian virus, and, well, it was pretty bad. I was determined not to get it, so I made many efforts to keep everything sanitized. Sadly enough, my efforts failed. On Wednesday morning around 1 or 2 am, it began. From that time until mid morning is an absolute blur. W stayed home to watch the children, and maybe every hour and a half or so would bring me Sam so I could nurse her. I was so weak I couldn't even pick her up! My whopping 12lb. little girl. So, I'm better. Just weak... (reason for the desired napping).
I am so saddened by the death of little Bronner Burgess. I don't know if it's the fact that we have a two year old also, but it absolutely grieves me. I am so grateful for the reaction of their family though. Rick's message at Bronner's memorial service was so amazing (you can see it at www.rickandbubba.com ). I don't understand why God allows these things to happen, but as best as I know how I trust that He is God, and He is good.
In closing, my little Sam is holding her head up so good when she is on her tummy! She is close to hip-riding! Not there yet, but I suspect it will be in the next month or so. Also, Saving Sarah Cain is an AMAZING movie! The producers did a wonderful job of capturing the heart of the author (Beverly Lewis - one my my all time faves). In the Love Comes Softly series, they changed so much from the books to the movies that it is almost altogether different, but definite definite kudos to the producers of Saving Sarah Cain.
Just wanted to share with my few readers that tomorrow is my official first day of weight watchers. I joined today and have been reading to get a general understanding of the points system. I'm so excited to see this baby weight come off! My goal is 30lbs. I will hopefully keep the blog posted of my success (so I'm hoping!)
I can't begin to express my current thoughts. I am still amazed that I had natural childbirth with Sam. It was something I wanted to do for so long. After a successful epidural with T-Puppy, it was something I said I could never do. Now, I know this is the route I will take in the future. I *wish* I could sincerely say that it is because I desire it and want the natural way, but as I've written before, my body will no longer accept pain medication... so it's my only option! Now, I'm just trying to learn all I can about it and be more prepared next time. I'm honestly thinking we will skip the hospital all together. I can't say that I am ready for a home birth, but a birthing house seems more appropriate at this time for me. I know what you must be thinking... "good grief, her daughter is only 2 months old!" and touche. That she is. It's just that it is an experience that you never forget, and because of what I experienced, I want to know all I can to better the situation in years to come.
Books on my wish list:
Ina May's Guide to Childbirth - Ina May Gaskin
Spiritual midwifery - Ina May Gaskin
The Thinking Woman's Guide to Childbirth - Henci Goer
Natural Childbirth the Bradley Way
Husband Coached Childbirth: The Bradley Method of Childbirth
Definitely the last one. With both of my labors and deliveries, my husband has been absolutely amazing. T-Puppy's labor was a lot longer, and W was so patient and worked with me the whole way. Sam's was a lot quicker, but obviously more intense. He was so wonderful with telling me when to breathe, holding my hand, encouraging me constantly. With Sam's birth I repeatedly said "I can't do this... I can't do this" and as soon as I would say it, he would return with "Yes, you can... you are doing this... you are doing great Michelle." I am convinced he missed his calling as an OB! :)
In all of this... really, I just want and desire the Lord to show me more of Him. I don't feel like I've ever needed His love and grace as in childbirth. Who knows when the next child may come - only YHWH. Again as I've said before, I want him to birth His Spirit in and through me. From glory to glory, right? 2 Cor. 3:18
I'm sure most of you heard about the shootings in Colorado on Sunday, December 9. The first was at a YWAM (Youth With A Mission) and the second was at New Life Church. When W told me on Monday morning it hurt. It was one of those things I could not fathom in my mind. I went to foxnews.com and read the story... and it just absolutely grieved me. I started praying for their families and friends, and the family of the shooter. All day yesterday it was on my mind, and I kept thinking of the scripture "precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints." Psalm 116:15. I am grateful that it was their lives - because they had already spent their lives on the kingdom of God. I would rather it be someone (as Pete Saint said in "the end of the spear") who is ready for heaven die, so the others may have the opportunity for salvation.
But grasping this... understanding this. Where do you begin?
I feel like I pray so many prayers of protection over my family and friends... am I missing it? Would it be more beneficial to pray "God I trust you with these lives"?
I have no idea to any of these questions. I wish I understood the things of God... I pray in time and in each situation He will help me to a little more.
I suppose it is true. Today is indeed December 1. As most people, as the new year is around the corner I tend to reflect on the past year. So much has happened. We found out we were pregnant in February! We thought several times at the beginning of the pregnancy that I had miscarried because of some bleeding... only to come out 9 months later with a beautiful bundle of joy named Sam who has brought a whole new dimension to our family. I can't believe she is already six weeks old. She is beginning to coo a lot and smile, too. This is such a precious age, but it goes by so quickly!
On a slightly different note, we have dear friends who are in the process of adopting a son from Ethiopia. I dreamed about this family last night, and in my dream I was trying to find the perfect gift to bless them with. I had so much excitement and anticipation for them to step off the plane with their new addition that I couldn't contain myself.
We are training T-Puppy to have "quiet time" and sit still and not talk for a set amount of time. We are working towards a goal of twenty minutes, however at this point we have successfully made it to five minutes (working our way up). This way if he goes into church with us or a meeting, he can sit still without us having to force it. I say all of this to say in this training, we let him listen to something he would consider boring: our choice, the teaching "Mordecai's Cry" by Jim Goll. As I've been sitting with him, and enjoying the teaching, the spirit of adoption is so present right now. Hearing him talk about Mordecai and Esther, and thinking about our friends adopting from Ethiopia... it's so exciting.
"Pure and undefiled religion is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world." James 1:27
W and I were talking a few weeks ago, and I made the comment "you have two children now!" and he responded something like "well, I actually have thirty!". I have to remember that God has indeed entrusted us with an "extra" family right now that we are responsible for - our youth group. I pray the day will come when He will allow us to adopt children into our physical family, however our hands are not empty right now.
The number 8 means new beginnings. I know that 2008 will hold many new beginnings for us (especially as W starts grad school) but I pray there will be many new beginnings in the Holy Spirit as well... I pray this for you, too.
We had a wonderful time in Cashiers, North Carolina for Thanksgiving. Sam traveled wonderful for a 5 week old baby! She did not cry once the entire trip up, and just fussed a little on the trip home. T-Puppy was such a good boy the whole time. Energetic, yes! But that is to be expected of a two year old in a new place. We had a great time just hanging out and...eating. Eating, eating. I guess that didn't help in my attempt to lose baby weight! The picture of me sleeping is not staged. W played golf on Friday and Saturday, and I just relaxed and... obviously, slept. It was so nice to have a vacation. W and I love North Carolina and hope to live there one day! When? Who knows... but it will be great when it happens.
I will try to get in as much as possible about Sam's birth... because she and T-Puppy are both sleeping at the moment. I tried to nap with them, but the sun is just too bright for me to sleep (this is a good problem, right?).
So, we arrived at the hospital at 6am. By 7, my nurse was putting in my IV of fluid and pitocin. Since I was so nervous about the pit, or "vitamin P" as my nurse jokingly called it, I was quite anxious for the epidural. Around 7:30 my doctor came in and broke my water. I was already 4cm and about 60%, so she said I could get the epidural whenever I wanted. I didn't want to experience what I experienced with T-Puppy (the pain... oh the pain...) but little did I know what was coming. The anesthesiologist came in a little after 8 and gave me the epidural. It was so much more intense this time than with T-Pup. Oh my goodness...the pressure. I read in my journal what I experience with T-Pup and I described the epi as "a poke and a sting". No way Jose, not this time. Ok, so back to this birth.
By about 8:40ish, I was really beginning to feel some hard contractions. I told my nurse, because I should have felt them getting weaker, not stronger (b/c of the epi). She increased the dosage, and needless to say, within thirty minutes there was no difference. She called the anesthesiologist back and he tinkered around for a minute, then tells me he thinks it would be best if he did another epidural. You can imagine how happy I was (mucho sarcasm here...). So, I sat up again, went through the whole routine of getting it again. It's now about 9:15am. The anesthesiologist (he really is a great man, so enjoyed his presence there - honestly) stayed in the room with us for most of the remaining part of my labor. He helped keep W and I both focused and was wonderful with telling me to stop talking (or screaming!) and to breathe. Within 10 minutes of the second epidural, I knew it wasn't going to work. And sure enough, it didn't. My contractions were so hard I just kept saying over and over "I can't do this, I can't do this" and at one point told my nurse I just wanted a c-section. She told me (in a "I'm gonna be real with you" way) that the meds they would give me for a c-section were the ones my body was already rejecting... and I would feel it all. So, I dropped that idea quickly!
Even though I was having such hard contractions, it allowed me to progress super quickly. I think that is the "thing" that got me through. With T-Puppy, while trying to go natural, after two hours of hard contractions and NO progress, I became soo discouraged. Overwhelmingly discouraged. So, at least this time I felt like I could "see" some results to my writhing in pain.
I knew there was nothing else they could do, and that I would be delivering her naturally. So, I just tried to stay as focused as I could. I still can't believe I had two failed epidurals. Anyway, the nurse and anesthesiologist stepped out of the room for a minute, and all of a sudden I had the urge to push. I told W and he (in love! a strong husband love!) got in my face and told me that I was indeed NOT going to push and he was indeed NOT going to deliver our baby! The nurse and anesthesiologist came back in and W told them I was talking about pushing, so she checked me and indeed... I was complete. She paged my doctor (whose office is connected to the hospital). I swear it felt like 10 minutes before she came, but Whitney promises me it was only 5. She literally walked in (and I not-so-nicely asked her what took so long...oh the things I say in labor) stepped into her scrub gown, got her gloves on, and in this 20 second process I said "WHEN CAN I PUSH?" (capitalized = screamed) and she said on your next contraction... "I'M CONTRACTING!" -- "Ok Michelle, then push". Funny side note: with T-Pup (and epidural) they counted for me to push (10, 9, 8...) which helped. So, I said "SOMEBODY COUNT FOR ME!" and the anesthesiologist said "1, breathe!" and with that, my little daughter was born. Only one push. Dr. Kakani wasn't even able to get her mask on.
All I can say to describe delivering her was that it was the best and worst feeling I've ever experienced. Best because I knew I was so close to being finished, worst because... I'll just say "the ring of fire".
Afterwards I just laid there and cried. I was so overwhelmed and couldn't comprehend that I had just delivered without pain medication.
The next day the anesthesiologist came in and told us that what happened to me doesn't happen that often, he actually said one-in-a-million. He said my body has an adhesion (possibly created from the epi with Thomas) that prevented the medicines from the epidural from going down. He also said that next time I would need to look into a throacic epidural, which was the only likely thing to work. Then I would be numb from the neck down. This terrifies me. I would rather just do the whole thing natural than go through with all those needles again.
The Lord knew I wanted to experience natural childbirth, I just didn't know He would take me serious. I know that sounds funny, but He took me at my word. That kind of puts things in perspective for me.
Just in time - my two year old is awake. Please pray I would allow the Lord to birth things IN and THROUGH me in the way HE desires. His way is so much better than my own.
Our baby girl was born on October 18 at 10:37am. Little Sam weighed in at 7lbs. even and 19 inches long. She has been an absolute joy the past two weeks! She nurses like a pro and sleeps hours at a time. She is soo beautiful! I wish I could post more pictures but blogger isn't letting me right now.
I will update soon with the story of her birth. It was definitely an interesting experience that was not planned. If the Lord blesses us with another child... it will be handled differently!
