Thursday, September 8, 2016

Catching Up

I keep telling myself I need to get back on keeping this blog updated! It's basically the only way we can remember what we did for a certain holiday or when Paxton was however old...so here's an epic catch up post of everything noteworthy that we have been doing. 

Paxton finished teeball with his his best game of the season. His last hit went all the way to the outfield which is quite annaccomplishment with the squishy balls they use! He also made a good stop in the field! It was so good for him to play on Coach Darrin's team (our neighbor from our old house) and he says he had fun but he's ready to take a little break and watch Porter play a sport while he eats snacks. Haha love him!
I know when the weather finally starts to cool off, I'll miss all our pool days! We went a ton this summer and it was awesome! Teighynne and Mallory and the kids moved to our neighborhood so we almost always had cousins to hang out with at the pool!
My two goals for Paxton this summer were for him to learn to swim and learn how to read and he accomplished both! He has been great swimming in his puddle jumper for a few years now, but at the beginning of the summer, he had never really swam without it. He can now swim from one side to the other completely on his own, or jump in and swim to the steps or wherever in the pool he wants to go. He can navigate the whole pool on his own! I'm so proud of my big boy!

We finally moved Porter out of his toddler bed and into a big bed. He picked out his own sheets and comforter and loves it so far! 
Taking evening neighborhood walks or walking to the park was our favorite way to try to burn off some energy so certain little boys would go to sleep! 
Jared lost his wedding ring on a work trip, so we picked him out a new one and ordered it. When it came in, we knew we had to try to make this one special so the boys and I left him a note to meet us at the chapel we got married at one evening. The boys thought it would be awesome to hide in the bushes and then surprise Daddy when he got there, but as soon as they saw his Jeep, they were jumping out and waving his ring at him. I don't think he was surprised. 
But we did get a cute family photo in front of the chapel. Seven years and one month later...I would do it again! We had dinner at Taco Bueno which was a perfect representation of our life right now and then headed home for some wedding cake cupcakes. It was not quite the same as the first time I gave Jared a wedding ring, but it was a sweet memory. 
At the end of July, Uncle Mason and Steasha had their baby, Georgia. Lincoln got to meet her, but Pax and Porter had runny noses so they had to stay behind. 
We ended most of our summer evenings at our neighborhood park and met a lot of neighbors! 
Porter was being quiet one morning and everyone knows that a quiet 3-year-old is dangerous. I went to find him and could smell the baby powder as soon as I walked into our room...he had found baby powder that I didn't even know we had and had spread it EVERYWHERE! It was in the toilet, in the tub, all over the cabinets and floor, and there were tiny white handprints on the walls and tiny white footprints walking into our closet. 
We have been enjoying our back yard and the amazing sunsets we can see over the pond behind our house. The boys have played in the sprinkler and the slip and slide a ton!
Lincoln had his 4 month check-up and was in the 65th percentile for height and only the 5th for weight so we are trying to bulk this guy up! 
Saturday breakfasts at Old School Bagel are Paxton's favorite. Porter always picks Johnnie's. 
One Saturday we met T&M and the kids at the playground at Lake Hefner. They had a blast!
Paxton came home from his second day of kindergarten with both pockets bulging. He immediately started emptying them on the table and showed us all of the playground rocks he had collected. The next day, I checked his backpack and found a stick, a leaf and more rocks. He's a collector. 
The boys love when Lincoln lays on the floor in the playroom and watches them play. They can't resist getting in his bubble. 
While Paxton is at school ALL DAY, I have these two to keep me company. They are both the cuddliest little boys and I love it so much. Now that Pax is officially in school, I know that these mornings snuggling with them on the couch in our jammies for way too long are the ones I'll miss the most. 
Another Saturday, we went to Martin Nature Park with the cousins. Everybody had a blast on the playground and hunting for huge turtles and fish in the water. 
Lincoln got to float in his floatie for the first time. He was mostly indifferent. He prefers warmer water. 
Porter misses his big brother while he's at school and isn't great at playing without him. We have filled his days with lots of arts and crafts and water play. 
He starts soccer this week so after he met his coaches last week, we took him to Dick's to pick out his supplies. Neither of us grew up playing soccer so shin guards and a size 3 ball were a little out of our league. Porter found a bright yellow ball and has been obsessed ever since. He kicked it around the back yard the first night until bedtime and now he sleeps with it every night. We'll sell this picture to the media when he's famous. 
Paxton finished his second full week of Kindergarten last Friday and it was spirit day. He got to wear his school t-shirt and jeans...his dream come true! He looked huge, so we had to document!
Brooks left early that day and it was our first family Friday lunch without Paxton. It was so sad! Jared and I both might have teared up a little when he got in the car and Paxton's seat was empty. We miss him so much! But, we decided it was a perfect opportunity for some sushi since those are not his favorite restaurants. Porter loved using the chopsticks and even considered trying some sushi. He chickened out at the last second but loved his teriyaki chicken and rice. 
We celebrated some exciting news with Teig and Mal and the kids that night with dinner at Red Robin and some park playing in the dark. 
Saturday was the first OU game and it kind of felt like fall outside! We ate breakfast at Panera and it was perfect weather to eat outside! 
We came home to watch the game and it was the first time for all three boys to be in their OU gear together and my first time to get a picture of all three smiling!!
On Monday we woke up to a super hot house and quickly realized that our AC wasn't working. Paxton had been asking for some Trader Joe's Apple sticks and it was too hot to stay home, so we made a quick trip to Tulsa. We shopped at Trader Joe's and had lunch and let the boys play and then we headed home. 
Back at home, Jared did some googling and was able to fix the AC himself!

Our little genius was happy it was finally cool enough inside to wear his favorite pants. 
On Saturday, Paxton and Porter were playing on the top of Uncle Mason's storm shelter and Porter jumped off and immediately collapsed onto the ground crying that his foot hurt. We watched him Sunday as he limped around and complained a little but he was still walking on it. Then Monday, he woke up and it was bruised on top and on the side and he was still limping and complaining so I took him to convenient care that night for a quick x-Ray. He was everyone's favorite guy that night. He was talking to everyone and just being so sweet and hilarious. We got so many compliments on how adorable he was. He did great at the x-ray and when the doctor came back and told us that it was just bruised, she offered him a sucker and he said "no thank you, but can I have an ahh stick please?" So she let him pick out his favorite tongue depressor. He ended up with a sucker too. 

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Two Great Weekends

The two weekends before Paxton started kindergarten were pretty awesome! We tried to pack in as many fun things as we could think of. 

The first weekend, Brooks wasn't with us so we decided to try something new for Friday lunch with Jared. We went to the Myriad Botanical Gardens and ate lunch at Ice House. It was a nice day and we got to sit outside to eat and the boys ran around while we waited for our food. 
After we ate, we walked over to the splash pad and let the boys play. 
That night, Jared suggested dinner at Chuck E Cheese to finally use the rest of the tokens left over from Paxton's birthday party. Everyone was excited! The boys had so much fun playing while we waited for our pizza and they both came to the table to eat so nicely! They got to play more after dinner and they exchanged their tickets for Tootsie Rolls and a tiny snake and a tiny starfish. 
When we got home, they decided they needed to introduce their tiny creatures to water and played in the dry tub with cups of water for their guys to splash in. 

The next morning, Porter asked for Johnnie's for breakfast. Paxton noticed that it was right by Barnes and Noble and asked if we could go play with the trains after we ate. 

We happened to get there right before story time with Biscuit the dog. Paxton wasn't interested in meeting him, he wanted to play trains but Porter nervously approached for a picture! 
After that, we went home and got Kevin and Scarlett and took them to the dog park. The boys had a blast playing on the obstacles for the dogs and watching them chase balls into the pond, but their favorite part was walking over the bridge and through "the forest" to get to the dog park. 

That night was Madi's birthday dinner at Jo's Pizza and she asked Paxton to go to the Dodgers game with her afterwards. Jared, Porter and I stopped at Old Navy and then grabbed some Icees and headed home to play with the kids! 
Porter had a fun evening playing with his cousins, followed by a bath with 4 kids! Paxton got home late but was excited to tell us about the magic ice cream he had and that the game was "super boring". 

Sunday was the weekly pool day with the whole family!

The next weekend was super fun too. We started on Friday night with dinner at Cici's. Paxton loves the apple pizza and they both love the pasta. After new little monkeys, we stopped to get some candy and headed to the drive-in! We have been trying to go all summer but the movies have all been adult movies...we finally found a kid's movie and even though it was Ice Age, we decided to go. We folded down the back seats in the van and spread out blankets and sleeping bags and pillows and all snuggled in with our candy. The boys got restless off and on but we made it through the whole movie and they said they had fun! 
The next morning, we hit the road early for Sulphur. Jared has been wanting to take the boys to Sulphur Springs and ever since he showed Paxton a video of the waterfalls, he's been begging to go too.  
Paxton had a blast splashing around and sending leaves and sticks down all the small waterfalls. Porter loved it too, but thought the water was a little too cold for him. He didn't let that stop him though! 
We packed sandwiches for lunch and towards the end of the afternoon, Jared took the big boys exploring while Lincoln, Kevin and I hung out on our blanket. He loves being outside. 
We stopped in Norman for dinner at my favorite place, Bison Witches and then headed home to put our boys to bed. 

On Sunday, it was time to take Paxton to get his school supplies. Porter stayed with Granny V while we took Paxton to Target. He picked out a Paw Patrol lunch box and a blue water bottle and we found everything on his list. Then it was time for his surprise. He has been begging for the Playmobil school and even told Jared I said he could do chores for me (like the dishes) and then he could have it. I don't know where he got that idea, but we decided that it might be great for him to get excited about school so we went to Toys R Us and told him he could have it! Once we got to the Playmobil aisle, he decided that he wanted the school bus instead. He picked out a Hot Wheels for Porter so he wouldn't be sad and then we picked up Porter and headed home for early bedtimes. 

Now that school has started, I'm already looking back to our busy and fun weekends fondly! 

Thursday, August 18, 2016

On the Eve Before Kindergarten

My sweet Paxton,

Well this flew by. I still think you're a little baby, or at least a toddler, but then I look at you and see your long legs without any baby fat and I hear you say things like "I can't hear you properly" and I know you're a real kid. 

For two whole years it was just you and me all day every day. We did whatever we wanted to and I said yes to everything. You want to put your swimsuit on and go play in the pool for 4 minutes? Ok. You want to read the Baby Storybook Bible 135 times in a row? Me too. I loved it so much. Then Porter came along and then Lincoln and you had to share toys and attention and we didn't get to do everything you wanted to do when you wanted to do it, and sometimes that made me sad but I think it also will help you be successful. I just can't wrap my head around the fact that you have been my life for five whole years and four whole months and now I have to send you out into the world every weekday, all day long. 

Tonight we met your teacher and saw your classroom. You seem excited and I know you're nervous too. It's new for both of us, but you're going to be amazing. You're going to learn so much and show your teacher how smart you are and you're going to make friends, maybe even some lifelong friends and you're going to get your feelings hurt and you're going to be in situations where you don't know what to do and that scares me. I have done everything I know how to do to get you ready for this, but now you're on your own. 
And tonight I'm thinking a little bit about the "could'ves". All those times you asked for something and I was busy or stressed or just didn't feel like it and now my chances are gone. Our mornings of staying in jammies all day and eating breakfast at almost lunchtime and reading 137 books and watching 8 straight episodes of Curious George and dragging out every single toy and then asking to build train tracks when there's clearly no room left are now reserved for random days off of school. And I'm going to miss them. As much as they seemed normal and not really exciting, they're what I'll miss. And man am I gonna miss you little guy. I'm going to miss the endless questions and the wanting to help with everything. I'm going to miss you bargaining to skip your nap and just take "a rest". I might not miss all your fights with Porter, but he probably will. 

I can't believe I'm the mom of a kindergartener. I can't believe we've been together long enough for you to go to school full-time. I'm so glad I have gotten to stay home with you and watch all your firsts. I'm so very proud of you and I know you're going to be amazing. You'll love school and you'll make so many friends. You're going to soar and I get to watch. 
I love you so much,
Mommy

Monday, July 11, 2016

Lincoln's Birth Story

This birth story was a little more difficult to write than my first two since it came very close to having a completely different ending. I still have a hard time thinking about everything that happened without getting emotional. 

I had been seeing a high-risk doctor in addition to my regular OB for reasons I still don't completely understand. My initial appointment with them was to make sure my placenta had moved up after my 17-week ultrasound. It had, but for some reason they kept seeing me throughout the remainder of the pregnancy and I'm honestly not even sure they knew why. At one point the receptionist was asking my doctor for diagnosis codes to submit to insurance and and she was just throwing out words...

So anyway, the high-risk doctor wanted me to be induced at 37 weeks since the baby was measuring big. I thought that was really early and after discussing with my regular OB, we decided 38 weeks was better for everyone. I had an appointment the day before my induction to have a Foley bulb inserted to hopefully push me into labor on my own. I was hoping that I could actually labor at home for once and then go in Thursday morning already dilated and contracting. Right before she placed the bulb, I asked her if the baby was head-down since Porter had been transverse the day before delivery. Even though he had been head-down in his last 2 ultrasounds, she went ahead and checked. She couldn't feel his head. I knew what that meant, but we went across the hall for an ultrasound to confirm. Since I was already undressed, I got to run across the hall in the sheet while my doctor and her nurse blocked me. The ultrasound confirmed that he was in the exact postiionnPorter had been in...transverse. The Foley bulb was out and I was afraid my induction was too, but she quickly came up with another plan. 

Plan B: I would now check into the hospital at 4:00 and she and her partner would attempt a version to turn the baby head down and if it was successful, they would immediately break my water and start pitocin and get things started. I was disappointed. I had been strongly counting on having the ability to actually go into labor at home this time since it was my last labor and I hadn't gotten to experience that yet. We also weren't ready. We didn't have anyone to watch Paxton and Porter yet, the bags weren't packed and our house wasn't clean. My OB told me no more food or drink in case the version resulted in an emergency C-section and it was lunchtime and all I had eaten for breakfast that morning was a banana. I came home and cried for a minute and then Jared sprang into action. He was furiously cleaning the house and running last minute errands while I arranged care for the boys. For some reason, this entire pregnancy I had been having this strong feeling that I was going to die during childbirth. I had talked to one friend about it and she had reassured me that it was basically impossible and Jared had been reassuring me too, but I was still really emotional and nervous. Bevynne came over to watch the boys and suddenly it was time to go. I sat down with Porter and snuggled him and told him I was going to the hospital to get his baby brother out and he could come see us tomorrow and see the baby. He was fine. He gave me a hug and a kiss and went to play with Bevynne. I sat down with Paxton and he started bawling and saying he didn't want me to go, so then I was crying too. I talked to him for awhile about what was happening and who would be with him and how proud I was of him and how helpful he was and he was feeling a little better, but as we walked out the door, he started crying again. Poor guy. It made it really hard to leave. 

We got to the hospital and got checked in and into our room. The nurse started my IV with some fluids and did an ultrasound to confirm he was still transverse. He was. 

The anesthesiologist came in to start my epidural since the version would be very uncomfortable, and so that if I needed an emergency c-section, I would be ready. It was really uncomfortable this time since I wasn't having any contractions to need relief from. He poked me several times and I kept feeling sharp pain to the left of my spine. He finally got it in and my perfectly comfortable bottom half went numb. 

Around 6:00, my doctor came in and they started some medicine to relax my uterus to make the version more successful. They had warned me that the medicine would make my heart race, but I was not expecting the reaction I had. All of a sudden, I could feel my heart pounding and I got really really hot and dizzy and nauseous. Apparently my blood pressure had spiked and they immediately gave me something to lower it. It worked a little too well and my blood pressure plummeted. I was really out of it by that time and was just laying there with my eyes closed while they tried to stabilize everything. It was really scary with lots of activity and medical terminology and I just basically felt awful and had no idea what was happening. Finally, they got things under control and the other doctor had come in at some point and he and my doctor started the version. Even with the epidural, it was pretty uncomfortable. The other doctor pushed so hard that I had bruises all over my stomach the next day, but it worked. They got him turned and immediately broke my water. The other doctor left and my doctor stayed for a little bit to talk to me about what was next. As she left, she said "you had me scared for a minute there!" I thought the worst was over and settled in for a quiet night of labor. 
Pitocin was started and I was at a 2. Jared fell asleep and I dozed off and on between being checked and being moved into different positions. At midnight the nurse told me that I was officially "in labor" according to my contractions and I was at a 4. By 4:30, I was an 8 and around 5:15 I told her I was feeling some pressure. She checked me and I was a 10. She left to get my doctor and a delivery team and I woke Jared up. That lucky guy got to sleep through my entire labor and woke up right in time for delivery. Laboring overnight was my favorite. Nobody was anxiously waiting for me to dilate another centimeter, I got to sleep through some of it...it was just so quiet and peaceful which is weird to say about labor, but it was.
Just before 5:30, the room filled up with nurses and my doctor came in. I had pushed twice with the nurse, so he was right there, ready to come out. It all happened so fast this time which was really nice. The last two times, I got to a 10 and pushed the baby down and then had to wait for nurses and equipment and my doctor. This time, I pushed the baby down right before my doctor came in and three pushes later, he was here!
They put him directly on my chest and we got to do skin-to-skin while they wiped him off and finished up with me. They checked his temp and I was a little low, so they took him to the warmer while he regulated. 
They weighed and measured him, 8 pounds 1 ounce and 21 inches. We sent everyone texts that he was here and my mom and Bevynne came around 7:30. He was still in the warmer but they double wrapped him and said we could keep him out for awhile. We ordered breakfast and got lots of baby snuggles and I nursed him. Everything was fine. 
While everyone was holding him, I got up to go the bathroom and felt a gush of blood. I went to the bathroom and as I was getting back in bed, I felt another gush. I called the nurse in and she pushed on my stomach and as she did, I felt another huge gush. She immediately called in more nurses and the room filled with people as she kept pushing on my stomach, pushing out huge gushes of blood. I was laying there, crying, wondering why she kept pushing so much blood out. There was activity and medical talk all around me, but nobody was talking to me. They had my mom and Bevynne leave, but Jared was sitting next to me holding the baby, also unaware of what was going on. Eventually a doctor came in and started ordering people around. I had tears running down my face and kept asking the nurse closest to my head if I was ok and what was happening. She wouldn't answer me. I got really hot and sweaty and nauseous and told her and she ignored me. Finally a nurse brought me a cold rag and a bag to throw up in, but I kept bleeding. I kept seeing them pull out sheet after sheet covered in blood. I told her I thought I was going to pass out and she said "ok" and kept working. Someone told me they were going to give me a shot to help stop the blood and they inserted Cervadil to help also. At some point my doctor came in and was helping too. I knew things were bad when she came in. My monitors started beeping as my blood pressure plummeted. I think at that point I passed out for a few seconds or minutes and when I woke up, nurses had started to leave. My doctor was still there and finally came over and talked to us. She told me that I had lost a lot of blood and had really scared her. She said to let them know immediately if I felt any more gushes but that she thought it was under control now. She ordered a bag of blood and blood work to find out how much I had lost and when she got the numbers, she inmediatley ordered a second bag. The next day, my numbers were still low and I got two more bags. I told my doctor that everything had seemed really intense and asked her how bad things had been. She told me that she very rarely ordered blood and when she did, it was never more than two bags. She told me that it had been very serious and that she actually would recommend that I didn't have more babies. We had planned on him being our last baby anyway, but that cemented the decision. It was so scary and I can still remember so clearly that feeling of blood gushing out of me. 

I'm so glad that everything turned out ok and we have a healthy little boy.