Monday, February 28, 2011

Introducing....



....Our little Claire! She was born at 8:08 this morning and is just PERFECT! She weighed 8lbs and 1oz and was 21 1/2" long. After a natural labor and birth we are both recovering beautifully. I'll have more details soon, but right now I have to go kiss, smell, and love up on our new little angel. xo, Sam

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

36 Weeks! Woot Woot!

I made it!  *HAPPY DANCE* Yes mam I did! I went to the doctor yesterday and got a great report! I'm medicine free, pump free, and just, well, free for the first time in months! All of these months of hard work and I have finally made it to the 36 week hump!!! 36 weeks and one day to be exact (that one day counts to me like a half year counts for a five year old). Yesterday on the way home from the doctor's office we stopped by the store and I got to look at baby things! Itty bitty tiny baby things! And I do believe that I finally feel some of that relieved excitement creeping over me! It's heavenly...I'm going to soak up every second of it until this baby is here in my arms (which the doctor thinks will be very soon) and the next time you hear from me there will be baby pictures to show! Itty bitty baby pictures! eek! xo, Sam

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Preparations

Well it looks like we may be in the home stretch. My doctor told me Tuesday at my 35 week appointment that he doesn't think I'll make it back in next Tuesday, even with the pump on. His official prediction was that I will have this babe on Monday (on his birthday). I had dilated more and all of the signs seem to point towards having a baby in the next few days. I'm at peace with that. I've fought a good fight and I have come a long way and there just comes a point that you have to hand it over to God. That's what we have done. Monday, at almost 36 weeks, we have a pretty good chance of bringing baby home and I am so relieved to be past the 35 week mark. I'm telling ya, there were times in the hospital that I didn't think we would make it this time! Thank God I was wrong!


 So now we are trying little by little to get those last minute baby preparations done. Well, really, my baby sister and my mom is sort of pressuring me into getting them done. :) But that's fine, sometimes I need that little push. It's funny, I don't have that anxious drive to get ready like I did with the others. I'm not anxious at all knowing that I will be giving birth within a few days...Is it a fourth baby thing? Or could it still be my newly developed (in the last five years) defense mechanism that won't let me get excited until things are a done deal? I don't know, but I do know that I've enjoyed the peacefulness of it all. :) So far I have made out the call list, and made the baby bed....



I got mostly packed...but that has to be a two part process since I can't be up for long. I'm going to try to finish up tonight. 


With a little help from family we finally have all of the preemie clothes, onesies, blankets, and burp cloths, clean and put away. 


Boy I forgot just how tiny those sleepers were!


I still need to help the kids get packed, charge the camera batteries and get the SD cards cleaned off, catch up on a few emails, and make a list of things for Ben to put in the car on the way out the door....and then I think I'm done. A few other things that could be done but I think life can go on without them.

 So tell me, what all do you usually do in the last few days to get ready for a new baby? (Just in case I forgot anything! Ha!) I'll be back soon, maybe with a baby to show off! Will it be a Silas or Claire? :) xo, Sam

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Easy like Sunday morning...


Sunday mornings around here have been much different for the last couple of months. I really miss going to church with my family and then to hang out with family after church at my mother-in-law's house, but we have found a way to make it special. Each week now one little one stays home from church to take care of mama. I try to have something special ready for them a snack, a movie, a project, something like that. This week it was Timothy's turn, and just like any little man, he's not hard to please! All he needed was a little junk food! Ben took him the night before to the "candy store" (AKA the gas station) and let him pick out his special prize. He got a bag of chips, some Dr. Pepper, and a bar of chocolate for mama. Sweet boy.


So this Sunday morning was spent watching "boy movies", eating junk food, and looking at unusual and "awesome" chips with my sweet little man. And he even let me take pictures of him! Do you see how dirty his hands are? It's from tending to the fire for me. I noticed them being filthy while he was showing me chips....but I figured, ah, it's his bag of chips, he can eat them with dirty hands if he wants! I mean this is his Sunday. :)
 

This one was a poisonous snake. He bit it's head off. By the way, how can his bed-head make me so happy? It's so Tim.


Our life right now is all about making things work. Like finding new ways to make a special day stay special. I look forward to being with my church family again and hanging with the family for lunch, but I will probably miss my special Sundays alone with each of these little people that make my life so full.

I'm still hanging in there. I've been in a bit of trouble for the last couple of days (too many contractions on the monitor) but I'm still hoping for a good report on Tuesday. I'm doing the best I can! I'll keep you posted. :) xo, Sam

Thursday, February 10, 2011

A Rough Week

Well I'm sure you can imagine that preterm labor, bed rest, home health care, three kids, a farm, and a home based business aren't always easy to juggle, it's not. Most of the time I'm able to look for the good and focus on that until we've worked through things, but as we get closer to baby coming and my body gets harder and harder to control, I have to admit, it's been much more of a challenge. This week has been full of unexpected craziness! It's been pretty rough, but there is still a lot to be thankful for. And that's how I have decided to write this post, it will be a sort of diary of our week and at the end of every challenge we have faced I want to write what we have to be thankful for....because really, there is so much!

Friday, at 33 weeks and some days, the day after my last post, I woke up feeling pretty bad. By that afternoon my nurses (we talk over the phone several times a day) had upped my dosages through my pump, called the doctor, and we were on our way to the hospital again. When we checked in I was having contractions about every three minutes with the pump on! They tried it all, sedation, fluids, antibiotics just in case an infection had kick started labor, EVERYTHING. When they checked me I had dilated more (from 1-1.5 cm) so they pulled out the big guns, the mother of all preterm labor medicines, the make-you-as-sick-as-a-dog, Magnesium Sulfate. I can't even explain in one post how much I hate Mag Sulfate, I've had it several times over the course of the first three pregnancies, I hate it. It is some mean stuff. After four hours on Mag I was STILL contracting every three minutes, I was sick sick sick (from the Mag), and I had been hurting for a LONG time, needless to say I wasn't feeling very encouraged. Just when I was as whiny as a two year old who has missed a whole night's sleep my body started responding to the Mag and calmed down. Sometime around 2am I fell asleep. I was so very thankful that, even though I usually don't get any sleep in hospitals, I was able to get a few hours of rest. I was so exhausted from the labor and medicines that those few hours were like a gift from heaven!

Saturday I woke up in the hospital with the doctor tapping my leg. He said that my body had calmed down, he thought we were safe, and he checked me and I hadn't dilated more! I had to stay on Mag until at least lunch and then stay a few more hours for observation, but he said that I could go home that night if I did good. YES! Ben ran home to feed the animals and get a shower since everything was good with me and called me on my cell to say "Put-Put had her babies!" Yep, in all of the craziness I haven't even mentioned that it's kidding season here on the farm again! Our first set of twins were born and doing great. That night we got to come home around 10pm and the kids brought the babies in so that I could love on them. Oh I forgot how sweet baby goats are! That night I was so thankful that I could hold those babies, at home, and that my baby was safe for one more day.



Sunday I spent the day laying around, dosing on and off, trying to kick that floppy feeling that you get after taking Mag. Baby didn't move much either, but I was so glad that we weren't in the hospital or even worse, the NICU.

Monday I didn't feel well again, but it wasn't quite as bad as Friday, so when my nurses called the doctor that evening to tell on me I begged him to let me stay home! I promised that I would see him the next day for my appointment, and he let me off the hook! I was soooo thankful that I got the best sleep that night, at home in my own bed, and it was seriously the best night I've had in weeks!



Tuesday we went to the doctor and I was, feeling very good after such a good night, to find out that after my little episode the day before I had dilated more (now I'm at 2cm and 80%). My doctor said that at this point he won't do Mag Sulfate again because the risk would be too high for baby being born lazy, so we will just try to hang on for as many more days as we can. We came home from the doctor to find that our new baby boy goat was very sick. We did all that we could but he died about an hour later. I'm really thankful that we didn't have to see him suffer. We are alright when animals die, it's part of farm life and we have learned to deal with it well. We always say that we take good care of our animals, treating them well, giving them good food, and a good place to live, and if they die we know that they had a good life and we did our best. BUT, we hate to see an animal suffer, and having our baby boy pass so quickly and peacefully made it so much easier for my kids (and me). I'm so grateful for that.



Wednesday, was a really good day. We had visitors who brought food! A couple of friends from church came to visit and I got to kiss on their kids and see how much they have grown since I've not been at church. You know kids can really change in a couple of months! My heart was so full yesterday after spending time with all of them. It was a beautiful day!

One day this week my hard drive went out on my laptop, and I'm not allowed (says Ben) to go up the stairs to the loft to use my desktop, so I'm pretty behind on emails. Ben has my laptop temporarily fixed (with a much smaller hard drive from an old computer) until I get a part that I need, so I will try to get caught up tonight! I'm very grateful for my temporary fix!



I did finally have Ben get down all of the preemie and newborn clothes from the attic this week! Most of them have been washed and put away (only one more load to go) and I'm feeling more prepared.

Our massive-big-mama business printer died this week and the service people aren't in a big hurry to get out here to fix it. It died the day that Ben and our helper Anna were trying to get a lot of printing done for the business, he was so frustrated. BUT, I am so grateful that it looks like it will be an easy fix that is covered by our warranty! That is ALWAYS a good thing!

It doesn't look like my crocheted baby blankets will be finished in time for baby. In fact I've pretty much given up on the idea because it just seems so unimportant right now compared to everything else. I'm really starting to look forward to sewing, crocheting, and knitting again once baby gets here! And I'm so thankful that I will have a little one to make things for!!!



Molly has been doing my needle sticks when I change my site out for my pump and she does a wonderful job! She is fast and confident, and that's just what she should be. Nobody likes a slow needle stick! I can't even tell you how cool it is to have her with me all the time to do all these things. I can stick myself and I've had to do it in past pregnancies, but I DON'T like it. AT ALL. She's my angel and I'm so grateful to have her!

So here we are at the end of a very challenging week with so much to be grateful for....God has really taken care of us. I'm sure that there are still some rough/stressful days ahead before Baby is safe and sound here at home with us, but I think if we can continue to focus on all of the blessings that we have we will make it through much easier! I want to thank all of you for your sweet and encouraging comments, emails, and even phone calls over the last few weeks....I can't tell you what those mean to me when I feel so cut-off from the world! Thank you friends! I'll be back soon. :) xo, Sam

Thursday, February 3, 2011

I have my very own live-in nurse. :)

Tim had a very special birthday! He ate so many hot wings and cheese fries that I wondered if he really would be sick! He said "I'm going to eat hot wings and cheese fries for my next birthday too!" He got just what he wanted, a skateboard, a watch, vanilla cake with butter cream icing (thanks to daddy and Betty Crocker), and we watched about five hours of America's Funniest Home Videos until he fell asleep. He's one special little man with an amazing sense of humor, a giving spirit, the work ethic of a thirty year old, and the most tender little heart. Our world wouldn't be the same without our little man and he deserved a special day! 


Baby and I went to see the doctor Tuesday. I have to admit, after a hard sleepless night my outlook wasn't very good. When the second nurse came in to listen to baby's heartbeat I got a little nervous, when the doctor came in with the heart monitor and wanted to listen for himself I was just plain freaked out! He found a little arrhythmia that he said happens more often than people think, baby was having Premature Atrial Contractions. He assured me that baby will grow out of it by one month of age and that he wasn't worried at all. I feel much better about it now, but in that moment I thought I was going to completely loose it, the no sleep and back labor didn't help matters at all! As for me, I have been fighting a loosing battle with preterm labor for the last week, taking the maximum dose of brethine pills (every two hours even at night!), so he sent me home with my old pal "the pump".
 

The brethine pump isn't anything new for us, so it really wasn't a big surprise. The home healthcare nurse came out yesterday and got us all set up and I am feeling MUCH better now. Not being in labor is so awesome! While the nurse was here my little nurse, Molly, hung on her every word. It was like there was an unspoken understanding that she would be the one doing all of the needle sticks, pump refills, and contraction monitoring. She has always been our little nurse (that's what she wants to be one day) doctoring knees and elbows, but this was just the icing on the cake! She was like a pig in slop. I'll bet that kid checked my pump ten times yesterday to see if it was out of medicine yet! She almost couldn't wait.
 

This morning when the pump started beeping she RAN to check it out. She told me very seriously "Mom, you are almost out of medicine. I'm going to go get you another syringe, you go on to the living room and get in your recliner." I immediately obeyed, who am I to question such a confident nurse? She opened the instruction book just where the nurse had it marked it, read carefully, followed every instruction (as if it were life or death), and got mama up and running again.


Now she keeps asking "Is your site sore?" That's a sign that it's going bad and needs to be moved to the other leg. I think she's looking forward to sticking me. That's cool, I really don't like doing it myself, and I think she follows the instructions better than me anyhow. :)  


She's handling the twice a day contraction monitoring too, even sending the data over the transmitter for me. This is the life! All of the things that I dreaded having to do once I got the pump, she's taking care of! I should have done this two weeks ago! Having a live-in nurse isn't so bad, especially when they are so well trained. :)

I haven't got to do any crocheting yet but I hope to spend the weekend getting a good bit of those blankets done. I got a little side-tracked with the knitting and I haven't been working on them. I'll be back soon! xo, Sam