Well, by now you all know we have a healthy baby boy named Grant! He happens to be the reason I have not blogged for 15 days!
Let's go back to the beginning, when I fell in LOVE for the THIRD time in my life!
It was about 10:30p.m., the night before my induction.... Rob and I had just finished watching The Real World and I started having last minute thoughts about what I had packed for the morning. I remembered that I had not formatted my camera or the cards, so I rushed down stairs to our computer and took care of it. As I walked up the stairs, I realized my lower back was a little sore. I just assumed it was my mind playing tricks on me, in anticipation. BUT, with in the hour, my soreness turned into sharp pains and I could hardly sit down. I walked up and down the stairs (from our bathroom) to our room about 10 times, because I had to pee so much. With each flight, the desire to moan grew stronger and louder (I am still shocked that Olivia never woke up). Rob finally joined me in the bathroom about 12 and asked if he should make the call to my mom. Grandma and Grandpa rushed over to pick up Olivia while I stood in the bathroom begging for the pain to stop. I never actually saw her, but the moment my mom put her hand on my back to comfort me, I started balling. I knew at that very moment, I was actually in labor and going to have my son.
Rob and my mom helped me out of the house, stopping with each contraction, telling me that we needed to move quickly, the contractions were "very close". I recall my mom saying, " I don't think she's going to make it to the hospital." - While I was in agreement, I was determined to walk durning the next few contractions in order to get in the car.
On the way to the hospital (2 blocks away) I had a couple of contractions. I could NOT sit on my hind-end, so I kneeled, facing the back seat with my arms clenching the headrest the whole way. Once we arrived at the entrance, I tried to hop out, but another contraction struck. Again, my mom and Rob tried to assist - but I accidentally said, "Just F-ing wait", I just needed time for the pain to cease. Rob later told me that my mom backed up real quickly and seemed pretty concerned (sorry mom!)
Once I got indoors, I was wheeled up to labor and delivery, gave them my name and headed into a room. Everything went really quickly after that; nurses rushed in, threw on the monitors, started an IV, checked me - I was dilated to a "5 or 6" and then the anesthesiologist came in to administer my intrathecal. About 2 the medication started working and I was able to relax as each contraction slowly dissolved. Rob kept close watch on the monitor and explained that I was having such hard contractions, they were "off the chart". While I believed him, I felt nothing - not even a little pressure. It was a quarter to 3 and a nurse came to check again - she announced that I was going to start pushing and have the baby shortly. Rob pulled out the video camera, rested it behind me on a perfectly placed shelf. Little did I know 4 pushes later baby Grant would be in my arms. Both Rob and I were shocked at the amount of hair he had and were undeniably in love from the moment we saw him.
Grant Robert Theisen 5.19.11 2:26 a.m. 7lbs. 11oz. 21"
The staff took over; cleaning him up and answering all of our questions. Slowly, I started to get itchy.... The medication was starting to wear off and I NEEDED to shower! It felt so DAMN good to clean up in the hottest shower of my life. While I was admiring seeing my feet again, daddy hovered over baby grant as he was bathed.
Once we were all cleaned, we napped for about an hour and woken up only to be moved into our recovery room by 7a.m.
We stayed in the hospital until Saturday, mid-morning. We were overwhelmed by visitors, given lots of gifts and our favorite - Olivia coming to meet him for the very first time. We pulled out the video camera to record her reaction... Her angelic little face with eyes welled with tears - one to drip down and rest on her cheek for a long while. She was so confused - her mama in a hospital bed and holding a very tiny baby. The girl brought me to tears and I am so very thankful we have it all on film.
One week later, I brought him to the clinic for his check and circumcision. He eats non-stop, so I was shocked to learn he was down to a tiny 6lbs 10oz. A week of anticipation prior to the procedure was challenging but now that it is over, I am fine, he is fine and already healed. He sleeps all day, only waking up from 11 p.m. until 1 a.m. Then, every 2-3 hours until about 6:30 a.m. leaving his patient parents very tired. Poor Olivia now wakes up to crabby parents at 7. Thank god for Mickey Mouse - he is my only morning helper now... : )
As for me, I am feeling pretty amazing. I didn't have any stitches, I have already lost 20 lbs (6 to go!) feed him regularly and have over 50 bags of milk in the freezer. My only complaints are the lack of time and sleep - things I will likely miss the rest of my life!
We've had several outings as a family of 4; a family photo shoot - at the hands of mommy and daddy!, softball games, meeting friends for lunch, Target and even took advantage of gamma and gampa - we took in a movie Sunday!
Our little man is now 14 days old - the very day our little lady turns 2! We are so happy, so tired and so excited for what is to come! We've taken over 3,000 images since his birth - here are just a few... (I currently have two kids screaming, one that is hungry, the other sitting on the potty chair. AND, I need to get the Birthday Girl's birthday bash going!)
Until next time!
Let's go back to the beginning, when I fell in LOVE for the THIRD time in my life!
It was about 10:30p.m., the night before my induction.... Rob and I had just finished watching The Real World and I started having last minute thoughts about what I had packed for the morning. I remembered that I had not formatted my camera or the cards, so I rushed down stairs to our computer and took care of it. As I walked up the stairs, I realized my lower back was a little sore. I just assumed it was my mind playing tricks on me, in anticipation. BUT, with in the hour, my soreness turned into sharp pains and I could hardly sit down. I walked up and down the stairs (from our bathroom) to our room about 10 times, because I had to pee so much. With each flight, the desire to moan grew stronger and louder (I am still shocked that Olivia never woke up). Rob finally joined me in the bathroom about 12 and asked if he should make the call to my mom. Grandma and Grandpa rushed over to pick up Olivia while I stood in the bathroom begging for the pain to stop. I never actually saw her, but the moment my mom put her hand on my back to comfort me, I started balling. I knew at that very moment, I was actually in labor and going to have my son.
Rob and my mom helped me out of the house, stopping with each contraction, telling me that we needed to move quickly, the contractions were "very close". I recall my mom saying, " I don't think she's going to make it to the hospital." - While I was in agreement, I was determined to walk durning the next few contractions in order to get in the car.
On the way to the hospital (2 blocks away) I had a couple of contractions. I could NOT sit on my hind-end, so I kneeled, facing the back seat with my arms clenching the headrest the whole way. Once we arrived at the entrance, I tried to hop out, but another contraction struck. Again, my mom and Rob tried to assist - but I accidentally said, "Just F-ing wait", I just needed time for the pain to cease. Rob later told me that my mom backed up real quickly and seemed pretty concerned (sorry mom!)
Once I got indoors, I was wheeled up to labor and delivery, gave them my name and headed into a room. Everything went really quickly after that; nurses rushed in, threw on the monitors, started an IV, checked me - I was dilated to a "5 or 6" and then the anesthesiologist came in to administer my intrathecal. About 2 the medication started working and I was able to relax as each contraction slowly dissolved. Rob kept close watch on the monitor and explained that I was having such hard contractions, they were "off the chart". While I believed him, I felt nothing - not even a little pressure. It was a quarter to 3 and a nurse came to check again - she announced that I was going to start pushing and have the baby shortly. Rob pulled out the video camera, rested it behind me on a perfectly placed shelf. Little did I know 4 pushes later baby Grant would be in my arms. Both Rob and I were shocked at the amount of hair he had and were undeniably in love from the moment we saw him.
Grant Robert Theisen 5.19.11 2:26 a.m. 7lbs. 11oz. 21"
The staff took over; cleaning him up and answering all of our questions. Slowly, I started to get itchy.... The medication was starting to wear off and I NEEDED to shower! It felt so DAMN good to clean up in the hottest shower of my life. While I was admiring seeing my feet again, daddy hovered over baby grant as he was bathed.
Once we were all cleaned, we napped for about an hour and woken up only to be moved into our recovery room by 7a.m.
We stayed in the hospital until Saturday, mid-morning. We were overwhelmed by visitors, given lots of gifts and our favorite - Olivia coming to meet him for the very first time. We pulled out the video camera to record her reaction... Her angelic little face with eyes welled with tears - one to drip down and rest on her cheek for a long while. She was so confused - her mama in a hospital bed and holding a very tiny baby. The girl brought me to tears and I am so very thankful we have it all on film.
One week later, I brought him to the clinic for his check and circumcision. He eats non-stop, so I was shocked to learn he was down to a tiny 6lbs 10oz. A week of anticipation prior to the procedure was challenging but now that it is over, I am fine, he is fine and already healed. He sleeps all day, only waking up from 11 p.m. until 1 a.m. Then, every 2-3 hours until about 6:30 a.m. leaving his patient parents very tired. Poor Olivia now wakes up to crabby parents at 7. Thank god for Mickey Mouse - he is my only morning helper now... : )
As for me, I am feeling pretty amazing. I didn't have any stitches, I have already lost 20 lbs (6 to go!) feed him regularly and have over 50 bags of milk in the freezer. My only complaints are the lack of time and sleep - things I will likely miss the rest of my life!
We've had several outings as a family of 4; a family photo shoot - at the hands of mommy and daddy!, softball games, meeting friends for lunch, Target and even took advantage of gamma and gampa - we took in a movie Sunday!
Our little man is now 14 days old - the very day our little lady turns 2! We are so happy, so tired and so excited for what is to come! We've taken over 3,000 images since his birth - here are just a few... (I currently have two kids screaming, one that is hungry, the other sitting on the potty chair. AND, I need to get the Birthday Girl's birthday bash going!)
Until next time!
(only 8 hours old!)
