The baby story

Of coarse I have to start the post off with some of my most favorite pictures of Luke- I just think they change so much just in the first couple of weeks.

So I have been debating putting the whole labor and delivery story out here for everyone to read but have decided it's a big part of our lives and needs to be documented so you might want to skip over the next few paragraphs if obstetrician terms are not for you.

First I thought I would show the pre-math of what happened. I seriously don't think my stomach could have stretched a mm bigger- so here's me about to pop!!
The shortened version of the story goes as follows: My labor began Thursday morning after a visit to the Dr. (I was supposed to be induced the next morning). I had planned on having all day on Thursday to get things in order for the baby coming the next day so even though I was contracting and already at a 5 at the MD appointment I had to get a few things done before checking myself into the hospital. So as the day progressed they started getting worse and closer together so I thought I would call Spencer and tell him to get home as soon as he was done seeing his last patient. Hours went by and I hadn't heard from Spencer so I called him again and broke the news that this baby wasn't coming tomorrow and he needed to get home. He hurried home, dropped off Sofie and we raced to the hospital. By the time we got there, just after 6:00 PM, I couldn't even walk and I was contracting like every 2 min. It was quite embarrassing being rushed down the hall in a wheelchair cringing in pain. I was just so nervous I was too late for the epidural. Once we got there, they got me in bed and an IV started and I was at a 7. Once they got my epidural in I was finally able to be excited that the moment was coming. It wasn't too much longer that my water broke and then it was a couple more hours of waiting. As soon as the Dr. arrived it was time to push. 8 min of pushing and he was here the whole 8 pounds 10 oz baby. I was worried it was going to be a lot more complicated than that because the Dr. started to looked panicked and told me that I had one of the biggest tail bones he had ever seen and that I might "need help" getting him out- I guess that was all the motivation I needed to get him out :)

Now I have a love hate relationship with hospital pictures it's the truth in the faces that I love it's like two extremes shoved into one moment- extreme fatigue and extreme excitement along with a white, swollen faced, baby. Yet it's this moment that I already miss; 9 months of anticipation for that moment and it's over like that.

It was just too bad that we had him during the flu season because the next day the hospital started a thing were no one under the age of 18 was allowed into the hospital. So Sofie had to wait until Saturday to meet her new brother.

Luckily she didn't even mind waiting because she had Grandma Nancy and Andy all to herself. It was so nice having my mom and brother here to help with Sofie, make meals and do the laundry
etc. Thanks Mom and Andy.

Then this last week we were lucky enough to get to spend time with Grandma Jaylene. She was so much help around the house but especially good company and good for Sofie. I'm pretty lucky because I think I have the best mother-in-law a person could ask for. The first picture is Sofie with some of her loot from Grandma's shopping trips with Sofie. Sofie asked Grandma to take her shopping everyday at least 3 times a day.Thanks Jaylene.
Really I am blessed that both my Mom and Mother-in-law came out to help me when you consider that there are 10 kids in my family and 8 in Spencer's any one on one time we get with them is totally treasured.

Here are a couple of shots from Halloween. It was a very low key Halloween but Sofie still got a basket full of candy so what else can you ask for. I just loved Luke's costume even though Spencer, Sofie and I were the only one's to see him in it. Sofie was so excited about the red hair spray but she still has red spots in here hair that I can't get out and Halloween was over a week ago. Plus it's a funny story, just to give you a snip-it of Sofie's personality. Sofie had, for months, picked out a Tinkerbell costume it was what she was going to be at her birthday party and for Halloween so of coarse a couple days before Halloween she stars this new Ariel obsession. I mean you cannot believe this girls obsessions when she gets them. So of coarse she changes her mind after the costume is already bought and worn that she wants to be Ariel. So I have learned my lesson from past experiences that she is not going to change her mind no matter how much I talk Tinkerbell up or whatever other tricks I think would work. So as you see Sofie wins the battle once again and was Ariel for Halloween.

I must say I have read so many blogs when the older brother or sister meets the baby for the first time and is so cute with them and wants to help mom do everything from changing the diaper to burping them etc. and how it's the cutest thing and melts the parents heart and so on and so forth. I wish that was what I could say happened with Sofie but it's pretty much the opposite. Of coarse I can't say that I am too surprised since a few days before Luke was born she was crying and telling me how she didn't want a baby brother and she didn't want to be a big sister and then asking me if she could be "Sofie" when the baby was born and not "big sister". I guess amongst the "No I don't want you to hold Luke," and the "I don't want you to be Luke's mom" fights that go on and on all day there has been a few times where she wants to kiss Luke or help me change Luke's diaper that I think the mood is changing but then it's back to the drama. I have tried about every angle to helping the transition be easier for her but it hasn't worked so I am up for any advise that anyone has to offer. Yet at this point Spencer and I have decided time is just what it is going to take for Sofie to accept this change.

I do have to say that I don't know if we were just blind to the fact that our little girl was getting so big or this has forced Sofie to grow exponentially in the last couple of weeks but Spencer and I can't believe how big Sofie seems to us now. This picture is of a bendaroo bear that Sofie made all on her own. Spencer and her were working on them other night. Spencer was so into his Nemo that he didn't even notice that Sofie was fast at work making her own. When she got done neither of us could barley believe our eyes that our little 3 year old made an almost perfect bear out of bendaroos completely on her own.