Tis the season to be crazy ass busy.
I'm sitting here thinking of my next two weeks and my head is spinning. SO much to squeeze into such a short amount of time.
I love it though. All the fun things we have planned, the get togethers with friends and family, tis the season!
Last night Kayden had his star role in the play at our church as Baby Jesus. He did great, was a perfect baby and everyone LOVED him. Of course his hair attracts a lot of attention too.
and yes, if you caught that I said "our church"… now, granted we've only went twice.. and would have been 3 yesterday if I wasn't worried how icy the roads were. Ryan and I had been wanting to start going to church, not just for Kayden, but for us. We went to a few other churches, but nothing seem to fit right. So, we decided to visit the church I use to go to as a little girl up the road (1 mile away) and I think it's going to work out pretty good for us. And, I'm excited. We need this in our lives, and I hope that it will continue to work for us.. only time will tell I guess.
Today my sister in law from California who is in visiting for the holidays will be coming over to make some special stuff! I can't elaborate since they are Christmas gifts, but it will be fun and I'm excited! Tomorrow we plan to make a CRAP load of cookies… mmhm. My belly is excited for that.
So much planned… are you doing anything YOU are excited for?!
Monday, December 16, 2013
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Snowed in..
It's snowing its butt off.. so I'm snowed in.
Who am I kidding, I'm at home everyday! But, it is nice to be able to stay in and enjoy the beauty outside in the comfort of my own home, and with this little man…
He's too cute.
And such a GOOD baby. Seriously though. I know every mom says that, but I've been around babies.. I know how they're suppose to be, and this little guy is not the "Average" baby. And there is nothing wrong with the average baby, because THAT is how babies are, and I was totally prepared for that. You know, the crying, the fussing, the whatever else.
Not this guy. Now, he does fuss… when his diaper is dirty and he's hungry. His fussing? Squirming and making grunts. Very rarely does this baby full on cry. The only time I've really heard him cry cry was when he got his shot at his 1 month appointment. Broke my heart.
Otherwise, this baby… constantly has a smile on his face, since week one. This baby can keep himself occupied by himself for over an hour, just starring and taking everything in. This baby can be put in his crib (most nights) fall asleep on his own and sleep for 5-7 hours. YAY for me!
I hate to say it, but I've been spoiled with this one and I will brag about it everyday. (Knock on wood)
Which makes me scared for our next kid.. even though that's years away. Everyone be like, "oh that just means your next one will be a terror!" Hmm.. thanks for making me NOT want to have any more kids (hah!) I'm not worried about that yet… and if the kid is a terror, well they'll just have to deal with hearing the rest of their life.."but your brother was…" You get the point. ;)
Anyway, back to snow. We've got a lot so far, and it makes me wonder what is in store for us the rest of the Winter. I love the snow. Not going out in it.. just the look of it. I hope we have a white Christmas this year, it would be great. And the fact that I am home on Maternity leave is awesome that I get to spend the holidays at home. I have so much planned this month. This is a great time of the year to have a baby that is for sure!
I'm going to enjoy snuggling with my baby now… be safe everyone if you go out!
Who am I kidding, I'm at home everyday! But, it is nice to be able to stay in and enjoy the beauty outside in the comfort of my own home, and with this little man…
He's too cute.
And such a GOOD baby. Seriously though. I know every mom says that, but I've been around babies.. I know how they're suppose to be, and this little guy is not the "Average" baby. And there is nothing wrong with the average baby, because THAT is how babies are, and I was totally prepared for that. You know, the crying, the fussing, the whatever else.
Not this guy. Now, he does fuss… when his diaper is dirty and he's hungry. His fussing? Squirming and making grunts. Very rarely does this baby full on cry. The only time I've really heard him cry cry was when he got his shot at his 1 month appointment. Broke my heart.
Otherwise, this baby… constantly has a smile on his face, since week one. This baby can keep himself occupied by himself for over an hour, just starring and taking everything in. This baby can be put in his crib (most nights) fall asleep on his own and sleep for 5-7 hours. YAY for me!
I hate to say it, but I've been spoiled with this one and I will brag about it everyday. (Knock on wood)
Which makes me scared for our next kid.. even though that's years away. Everyone be like, "oh that just means your next one will be a terror!" Hmm.. thanks for making me NOT want to have any more kids (hah!) I'm not worried about that yet… and if the kid is a terror, well they'll just have to deal with hearing the rest of their life.."but your brother was…" You get the point. ;)
Anyway, back to snow. We've got a lot so far, and it makes me wonder what is in store for us the rest of the Winter. I love the snow. Not going out in it.. just the look of it. I hope we have a white Christmas this year, it would be great. And the fact that I am home on Maternity leave is awesome that I get to spend the holidays at home. I have so much planned this month. This is a great time of the year to have a baby that is for sure!
I'm going to enjoy snuggling with my baby now… be safe everyone if you go out!
Monday, December 9, 2013
Hello again… Here's the story
So.. its been.. awhile.
Weeks to be exact since the last time I wrote. And let me tell you the last 7 weeks have been the most amazing, crazy, blurred, sleepless weeks, because yes, I HAD my baby.
I don't know why I stopped writing, but it could be the fact I have been busy getting back into a routine with this little guy. I think I'm there… to my best ability, to OUR best ability.
I wanted to share with you his story.. his birthday. I know some of you know it, but some don't. So sit back and enjoy.. it's bound to be a long one.
It was October 21st, and I went in for one of my scheduled weekly appointments, just the checkup I was 39 weeks. They did their normal routine checkup and to no surprise my blood pressure was high. I had been dealing with high blood pressure and border line pre-eclampsia for awhile ( I think I spelled that right)… so, they were worried of course, and didn't want me to get sick, so off to triage I went and spent the next 5 hours in there, ALONE. It sucked, but by the end they had schedule me to be induced THE NEXT EVENING. holy crap. Was I ready? My head was spinning. My bags had been packed for weeks, the house was deep cleaned and organized and while everything physical was ready, my anxiety began to go through the roof! Emotionally, I wasn't sure if I was ready. I was excited, scared, nervous and every emotion under the book, and so was my husband. BUT.. I did like that I knew when he was coming, I didn't have to wait around not knowing if every pain I felt was the possibility of him coming. No, I knew. I was able to prepare myself as best as I could.
Tuesday night rolled around, we packed up the car and headed to hospital around 7 pm.
Weeks to be exact since the last time I wrote. And let me tell you the last 7 weeks have been the most amazing, crazy, blurred, sleepless weeks, because yes, I HAD my baby.
I don't know why I stopped writing, but it could be the fact I have been busy getting back into a routine with this little guy. I think I'm there… to my best ability, to OUR best ability.
I wanted to share with you his story.. his birthday. I know some of you know it, but some don't. So sit back and enjoy.. it's bound to be a long one.
It was October 21st, and I went in for one of my scheduled weekly appointments, just the checkup I was 39 weeks. They did their normal routine checkup and to no surprise my blood pressure was high. I had been dealing with high blood pressure and border line pre-eclampsia for awhile ( I think I spelled that right)… so, they were worried of course, and didn't want me to get sick, so off to triage I went and spent the next 5 hours in there, ALONE. It sucked, but by the end they had schedule me to be induced THE NEXT EVENING. holy crap. Was I ready? My head was spinning. My bags had been packed for weeks, the house was deep cleaned and organized and while everything physical was ready, my anxiety began to go through the roof! Emotionally, I wasn't sure if I was ready. I was excited, scared, nervous and every emotion under the book, and so was my husband. BUT.. I did like that I knew when he was coming, I didn't have to wait around not knowing if every pain I felt was the possibility of him coming. No, I knew. I was able to prepare myself as best as I could.
Tuesday night rolled around, we packed up the car and headed to hospital around 7 pm.
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| Last prego photo, right before we left. |
We got there and got settled into our room, and began the medicine process. We finally fell asleep, which was so hard with our excitement and nerves going, but we managed to get some rest before 9 am rolled around when they started me on the pitocin (to get my labor going). A few hours past and my contractions were getting stronger and closer, they even backed the medicine down because I was doing great on my own. At 11:50 am, my water broke on its own. Talk about a weird thing. I thought I had peed myself (seriously) because we were sitting there and my mom was there too, and we were talking and laughing, so I naturally thought I peed myself because I was laughing pretty hard. Until the gush of water, then I knew, nope my water just broke.
After that, things picked up.. and fast. By time I was 5 cm, I had had enough… GIVE ME THE EPIDURAL. Luckily, the anesthesiologist wasn't busy and came right in. The process on the other hand didn't go so quickly. I have a mild case of scoliosis, so my back is not perfectly straight. It took him SIX tries to get that bad boy in. OUCH. Trying to hold still through contractions and him pricking me OVER and OVER.. not easy. He finally got it in, and wow, instant relief. The next few hours were a breeze and by 6 pm I was fully dilated and ready to push.
Two hours later (still pushing) there wasn't much progress. I was pushing fine, so the nurse told me, he just didn't want to come out. They only let first time moms push up to 3 hours I was told.. and I was getting to that cut off point.
But then, his heart rate started to go up and it wasn't coming down. The nurse didn't wait at all to call the doctor. As the doctor walked in with a sad look on her face, I knew what was coming. She told me she hated this part, especially after I had been laboring all day, but it was time to take him via c-section.
I cried… and cried.
I'm not sure if it was more scared then anything, or the fact I felt like I had failed. But it sucked. That was at 8:30 pm on October 23, 2013.
I was rushed in, dosed up, and laid on the table with oxygen and probably 10 nurses and doctors in the room. Ryan was put in his awesome outfit, and was feeling the nerves as well. I didn't feel a thing.. I felt like a rock to be honest. Couldn't move or feel anything.. it was a strange feeling. There was one thing I did feel though, when my son was born as they were pulling him out.
It was 9:04 pm. Happy Birthday Kayden Douglas Hudler.
He came out screaming and was 8 pounds and 7 ounces, with a head full of hair, and his umbilical cord wrapped around his neck 3 times. He was perfect though and passed his tests great, he was one healthy boy.
The rest of our 3 day stay went great. We were learning all we could and getting prepared to be parents on our own.
As much as I wanted that perfect birth, I didn't get… it didn't matter. I had a perfect baby boy. Yes, the pain sucked, I have a scar, but I would take all the pain in the world again and again for this little guy who has filled my heart with so much love.
I love this boy.
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