Monday, March 8, 2010
Jack's First Pictures
Jack Thomas Nelson was born on November 26th, 2009. He gave us a lot to be thankful for, being born on Thanksgiving. I was still over 3 weeks away from my due date, but after 2 days of contractions, I finally woke Derek up about 4 AM on Thanksgiving morning and told him we needed to go to the hospital. Jack's labor was very different from Cooper's. It was painful, but didn't come on as a fast. When we got to the elevators in the hospital, I almost turned around and came home. I didn't want to be sent home. Because we were already there, we decided to head up to Labor and Delivery. When they checked me, she immediately said "you are going to have your baby today, and soon!" Had we gone home, my water would have broken within the hour. My labor continued without much of a hitch and Jack was born at 9:15 AM, just as the Thanksgiving Day Parade was starting. I doubt I will ever watch that parade again and not think about the day I was blessed with my sweet baby. Jack did however, have a few problems after he was born. They allowed me to hold him for a minute, but then had to rush him to the NICU. We then had another reason to be thankful because he only had to stay there for a few hours. Because he came so early, he had a difficult time breathing at first. My hospital stay went well. The nurses and staff were all wonderful. I was even lucky enough to have the same nurses both days I was there. The only sad part of the experience was having to introduce Jack to his big brother through the window of my room. Derek and Cooper stood outside while I held Jack up to the window. I think I will always feel like a small part of the experience was taken away from me because Cooper wasn't allowed in the hospital. I was able to visit Cooper in the lobby and couldn't help but just cry as soon as I hugged him. He is am amazing big brother to Jack. I feel so blessed to have such a wonderful husband and 2 incredible little boys. I really don't know what I did to deserve such a wonderful family. Jack is now 3 months old and I'll post more pictures, but I've been terrible at writing about his arrival. Thanks to everyone who has been so helpful and supportive as I have tried to figure out how to handle 2 kids. So far so good!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Someday...
Just in case anyone was concerned, yes, we are still alive. I have been having way too much fun with a new baby to take the time to update this blog. Someday I'll get to it. : )
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Neighborhood Christmas Gift Ideas
One of the biggest items on our "to-do" list before the baby comes, was to finish our Christmas shopping. I am happy to report that we are about 95% done! YAY!
One of the hardest things every year is to come up with something to give to our neighbors. I found a website that has a lot of easy ideas. I thought I would share it with all of you who might want a head start on your Christmas to-do list!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Pumpkin Patch
Cooper started preschool this fall and is absolutely LOVING it! He would go every day if he had the choice. Most of his friends go to the same preschool and he adores his teacher. I am amazed at how much he has learned already. Last month he had his first field trip to a pumpkin patch. I still can't believe I have a child old enough to go to preschool, but it is so fun to see him do new things.
*Cooper and 2 of his best friends, Tate and Hannah*
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
SYTYCD
I was lucky enough to go with some friends to the "So You Think You Can Dance" concert. It was awesome!! We had really great seats and I actually remembered to take a few pictures. If you didn't watch the season, these pictures are probably meaningless to you, but I thought it was a great concert!
Ah-hoy There....
We highly recommend visiting Pirate Island Pizza. It makes for a fun filled evening!
Monday, November 16, 2009
Thanksgiving, Toothaches, and Taste Buds
This is going to be a really random post, but I thought I would write about a few things that I am thankful for right now. I had the best week ever last week. I had a big break from Cooper one day (thanks Amy!), Derek sacrificed his day off on Wednesday to allow me to use a gift certificate for a massage and a pedicure, my friends planned a little shower for me on Friday night, and I overall felt great all week. Finally!
I am also thankful for a dentist that came to my rescue on a Saturday afternoon when I thought I was going to die from the worst toothache ever. Seriously... It was that bad! He filled a cavity several months ago and it decided to revolt against me over the weekend. I'm pretty sure it was the worst pain I have ever felt. He was kind enough to take care of some prescriptions for me and luckily the pain is under control now. My day of misery actually was an eye opening experience that being pregnant might not be as comfortable as I'd like, but it sure is bearable.
The last thing I am thankful for right now are my taste buds. Most of you have heard me complain about my tongue being numb. Well, the same dentist that I was previously thankful for, while filling the previously mentioned tooth, hit a nerve and half of my tongue has been dead since August. The numb feeling doesn't bother me too much any more, but the lack of taste buds can get depressing! At first I thought it would be a good diet since I can't taste very well, but it actually has the opposite effect. It takes more yummy things to satisfy my cravings. It is very very annoying! But the purpose of this post really wasn't to complain about my lack of taste buds, it is to celebrate the fact that I can at least taste on half. My good friend Cari was in a car accident about a year ago and lost her ability to taste completely. I can not imagine having them completely gone. So this thanksgiving, I'm VERY thankful for the left side of my tongue that will be able to taste a delicious Thanksgiving dinner.
Happy week before Thanksgiving everyone!
And after my last post, if anyone was wondering, I REALLY do feel great right now! Honest! : )
I am also thankful for a dentist that came to my rescue on a Saturday afternoon when I thought I was going to die from the worst toothache ever. Seriously... It was that bad! He filled a cavity several months ago and it decided to revolt against me over the weekend. I'm pretty sure it was the worst pain I have ever felt. He was kind enough to take care of some prescriptions for me and luckily the pain is under control now. My day of misery actually was an eye opening experience that being pregnant might not be as comfortable as I'd like, but it sure is bearable.
The last thing I am thankful for right now are my taste buds. Most of you have heard me complain about my tongue being numb. Well, the same dentist that I was previously thankful for, while filling the previously mentioned tooth, hit a nerve and half of my tongue has been dead since August. The numb feeling doesn't bother me too much any more, but the lack of taste buds can get depressing! At first I thought it would be a good diet since I can't taste very well, but it actually has the opposite effect. It takes more yummy things to satisfy my cravings. It is very very annoying! But the purpose of this post really wasn't to complain about my lack of taste buds, it is to celebrate the fact that I can at least taste on half. My good friend Cari was in a car accident about a year ago and lost her ability to taste completely. I can not imagine having them completely gone. So this thanksgiving, I'm VERY thankful for the left side of my tongue that will be able to taste a delicious Thanksgiving dinner.
Happy week before Thanksgiving everyone!
And after my last post, if anyone was wondering, I REALLY do feel great right now! Honest! : )
Monday, November 9, 2009
How are YOU feeling?
I found a list of the top 5 things you should never say to a pregnant lady. #3 made me laugh because I have definitely had these same thoughts....
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#3 "HOW ARE YOU FEELING?" This question, while typically sincere and coming from a genuine place of concern, can wear on even the most positive and upbeat pregnant women, particularly if it is the tenth time that day. She knows she should say "I'm feeling great, never better," but you know she really wants to say, "my feet hurt, my hemorrhoids itch, my maternity clothes don't even fit anymore, and I think I just peed my pants a little bit. How are YOU feeling?"
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It is probably only funny to me because when people ask me how I am feeling, I wonder if they would really like to hear my list of ailments... It is so fun being pregnant! It really is the best thing in the world, but I have definitely hit the stage where I am ready to be done.
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But in case anyone was wondering...
I feel great! Never better! : )
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Free Stuff!
My friend has a really cool website that just gives things away. Check it out at http://www.todaysgiveaway.net
I have already won something and there isn't a limit to how many times you can win.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Our Hospital Adventure
This is old news for most people, but I figured I should blog about our fun hospital adventure on Sunday night.
We were having a fabulous Sunday. Everyone was getting along, I felt great, church went well, and we just sat down to eat a yummy roast beef dinner. (My favorite!) While we were eating, I noticed I was having a lot of braxton hicks contractions. I get them quite often so I didn't think much of it. After dinner, they still kept coming. Derek was so sweet and cleaned up all of the dinner mess so I could go lay down in hopes that the contractions would go away. It didn't work. They were only getting worse and more frequent. I started timing them and they were consistently 2-3 minutes apart. They still didn't actually hurt, so I didn't know what to do. I finally called the hospital and a nurse told me I better come in. If I was in the early stages of labor they needed to give me medicine to stop the contractions before I went into full-blown labor. So we packed up in the car, dropped Cooper off at my parents, and set off for the hospital. I was still in great spirits because I figured they would get better by the time we got to Provo and we could turn around and come home. We were not so lucky. They were still 2 minutes apart and getting more intense.
We checked into the hospital and the fun began! They hooked me up to several monitors. It took almost an hour to find the baby's heartbeat. I would have been concerned, but I had just felt the baby kick so I knew he was OK. They ran a test that can tell you if you are going to have the baby within 2 weeks and it came back negative. Thank goodness! I want this baby to come early, but not THIS early! They also did another test that came back positive for a bladder infection which can cause contractions. At this point they had also hooked me up to an IV to get me hydrated. So by the end of our 3 1/2 hours there, they determined the contractions were a combination of my bladder infection and being dehydrated. By the time we left, they were far less frequent, about 7 minutes apart.
They sent me home with a prescription for antibiotics and instructions to drink more water. They also said to take it easy and if they start up again to put myself on bedrest and try to get them to stop on my own.
I had a doctors appointment today and he told me I did the right thing by going in. (He was out of town so he didn't have a clue what even happened) He told me that I shouldn't walk in the mornings anymore, which make me sad, but I know it will make me feel better to take it easy.
So that was our adventure. Overall it was a good experience. Some of it wasn't so fun, but it was nice to hear the baby's heartbeat for a couple of hours as well as get another ultrasound. It was a great reminder of what it will be like in a few weeks when I actually go into labor. The nurses were great. Mine was very new and struggled quite a bit, but she was very sweet and helped me calm down over the situation. Derek was also wonderful! He just hung out with me and helped with whatever he could. He was able to watch the Yankee game without Cooper bugging him, so maybe it worked out even better then being at home. He just might not think it was so great when the hospital bill comes.
Ok, I never write this much. Thank you to everyone who called and was concerned. I have such wonderful friends and family!
The End : )
We were having a fabulous Sunday. Everyone was getting along, I felt great, church went well, and we just sat down to eat a yummy roast beef dinner. (My favorite!) While we were eating, I noticed I was having a lot of braxton hicks contractions. I get them quite often so I didn't think much of it. After dinner, they still kept coming. Derek was so sweet and cleaned up all of the dinner mess so I could go lay down in hopes that the contractions would go away. It didn't work. They were only getting worse and more frequent. I started timing them and they were consistently 2-3 minutes apart. They still didn't actually hurt, so I didn't know what to do. I finally called the hospital and a nurse told me I better come in. If I was in the early stages of labor they needed to give me medicine to stop the contractions before I went into full-blown labor. So we packed up in the car, dropped Cooper off at my parents, and set off for the hospital. I was still in great spirits because I figured they would get better by the time we got to Provo and we could turn around and come home. We were not so lucky. They were still 2 minutes apart and getting more intense.
We checked into the hospital and the fun began! They hooked me up to several monitors. It took almost an hour to find the baby's heartbeat. I would have been concerned, but I had just felt the baby kick so I knew he was OK. They ran a test that can tell you if you are going to have the baby within 2 weeks and it came back negative. Thank goodness! I want this baby to come early, but not THIS early! They also did another test that came back positive for a bladder infection which can cause contractions. At this point they had also hooked me up to an IV to get me hydrated. So by the end of our 3 1/2 hours there, they determined the contractions were a combination of my bladder infection and being dehydrated. By the time we left, they were far less frequent, about 7 minutes apart.
They sent me home with a prescription for antibiotics and instructions to drink more water. They also said to take it easy and if they start up again to put myself on bedrest and try to get them to stop on my own.
I had a doctors appointment today and he told me I did the right thing by going in. (He was out of town so he didn't have a clue what even happened) He told me that I shouldn't walk in the mornings anymore, which make me sad, but I know it will make me feel better to take it easy.
So that was our adventure. Overall it was a good experience. Some of it wasn't so fun, but it was nice to hear the baby's heartbeat for a couple of hours as well as get another ultrasound. It was a great reminder of what it will be like in a few weeks when I actually go into labor. The nurses were great. Mine was very new and struggled quite a bit, but she was very sweet and helped me calm down over the situation. Derek was also wonderful! He just hung out with me and helped with whatever he could. He was able to watch the Yankee game without Cooper bugging him, so maybe it worked out even better then being at home. He just might not think it was so great when the hospital bill comes.
Ok, I never write this much. Thank you to everyone who called and was concerned. I have such wonderful friends and family!
The End : )
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