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First Birthday Chaos!

We’ve been in 1st birthday mode pulling together Jackson’s rookie of the year birthday. We had a beautiful sunny day (finally) surrounded by a small group of family and friends. 

This Mama blew it and never sent out invitations and started planning WAY too late after 2 weeks of family illness. But we pulled off a small, mostly family, celebration. 
I will have a recap coming up soon on the “Rookie of the Year” themed birthday. 

First Birthday Chaos!

We’ve been in 1st birthday mode pulling together Jackson’s rookie of the year birthday. We had a beautiful sunny day (finally) surrounded by a small group of family and friends. 

This Mama blew it and never sent out invitations and started planning WAY too late after 2 weeks of family illness. But we pulled off a small, mostly family, celebration. 
I will have a recap coming up soon on the “Rookie of the Year” themed birthday. 

First Birthday Chaos!

We’ve been in 1st birthday mode pulling together Jackson’s rookie of the year birthday. We had a beautiful sunny day (finally) surrounded by a small group of family and friends. 

This Mama blew it and never sent out invitations and started planning WAY too late after 2 weeks of family illness. But we pulled off a small, mostly family, celebration. 
I will have a recap coming up soon on the “Rookie of the Year” themed birthday. 

Baby Boys Wild Ride: The Birth Story

Well, it’s official, my children like making surprise appearances for their births! Little man wanted to make sure he had a story to tell about his birthday and he sure has one. 

Friday was the beginning of this weekends festivities, it was the first day my best high school friend and her daughter, who’s 3, were arriving in town for my baby shower and my Moms best friend arrived as well. The girls spent the day hanging out and playing and having a blast and all of us grown ups spent time catching up and laughing at the kids being silk. Saturday my best friend from college and her 3 year old came into town. The level was raised exponentially. 

That night, after dinner I started to feel a little strange. Back ache started but it was the middle of my back so I didn’t think much of it. Then I started getting some abdominal cramping but not contractions. This was enough to make me need to lay down. I put my feet up, drank some water and finally the cramping let up but Braxton Hicks started. 
It was about 8:30pm so we decided to leave my parents’s house to get the girls in bed. After bedtime routine and Sofia was down, I realized the Braxton Hicks where getting a little stronger than normal. Around 9pm I started timing them. After an hour, I realized that they were about every 6.5min and fairly strong but not enough to be unbearable. I called in to the OB and waited for a call back. When the intensity was getting a little too strong and I hadn’t received a call back. I told my husband, we needed to go to triage. 
We were monitored in triage for a couple hours and the contractions weren’t stopping but since I was only 35
Weeks 1day, they wanted to try anything they could to avoid a cesarean if at all possible. 
I was given a single shot of Terbutaline which made me feel like my heart would best out of my chest, all while making my hands shake and giving me a massive headache and making my poor little guy go insanely busy with the effects too. They monitored me for a bit, contractions slowed but not enough for my OB to feel comfortable letting me go home.
We decided the best bet was overnight monitoring. Jonathan went home to be with Sofia and get some sleep. I think we were all fairly convinced that sleeping it off would make the contractions finally stop. Nope!
By 7:30am rounds the OB called it as the contractions were increasing in intensity and he didn’t want to risk it against my previous surgery scar or the cerclage. My c-section was scheduled for between 8-8:30am. 
Let the craziness begin! Mind you this was the morning of my shower and now we were making phone calls for coverage for Sofia and trying to put up posts canceling the shower, trying to get my husband back to the hospital in time. Panic was ensuing. Oh right and we hadn’t picked a name!
At 9:13 am our precious baby boy was born at 4lbs13oz and 18in long. We are so in love with our little guy. Now, to figure out this name issue!!! 

***promise, we ARE
working on the name*** 

Baby Boys Wild Ride: The Birth Story

Well, it’s official, my children like making surprise appearances for their births! Little man wanted to make sure he had a story to tell about his birthday and he sure has one. 

Friday was the beginning of this weekends festivities, it was the first day my best high school friend and her daughter, who’s 3, were arriving in town for my baby shower and my Moms best friend arrived as well. The girls spent the day hanging out and playing and having a blast and all of us grown ups spent time catching up and laughing at the kids being silk. Saturday my best friend from college and her 3 year old came into town. The level was raised exponentially. 

That night, after dinner I started to feel a little strange. Back ache started but it was the middle of my back so I didn’t think much of it. Then I started getting some abdominal cramping but not contractions. This was enough to make me need to lay down. I put my feet up, drank some water and finally the cramping let up but Braxton Hicks started. 
It was about 8:30pm so we decided to leave my parents’s house to get the girls in bed. After bedtime routine and Sofia was down, I realized the Braxton Hicks where getting a little stronger than normal. Around 9pm I started timing them. After an hour, I realized that they were about every 6.5min and fairly strong but not enough to be unbearable. I called in to the OB and waited for a call back. When the intensity was getting a little too strong and I hadn’t received a call back. I told my husband, we needed to go to triage. 
We were monitored in triage for a couple hours and the contractions weren’t stopping but since I was only 35
Weeks 1day, they wanted to try anything they could to avoid a cesarean if at all possible. 
I was given a single shot of Terbutaline which made me feel like my heart would best out of my chest, all while making my hands shake and giving me a massive headache and making my poor little guy go insanely busy with the effects too. They monitored me for a bit, contractions slowed but not enough for my OB to feel comfortable letting me go home.
We decided the best bet was overnight monitoring. Jonathan went home to be with Sofia and get some sleep. I think we were all fairly convinced that sleeping it off would make the contractions finally stop. Nope!
By 7:30am rounds the OB called it as the contractions were increasing in intensity and he didn’t want to risk it against my previous surgery scar or the cerclage. My c-section was scheduled for between 8-8:30am. 
Let the craziness begin! Mind you this was the morning of my shower and now we were making phone calls for coverage for Sofia and trying to put up posts canceling the shower, trying to get my husband back to the hospital in time. Panic was ensuing. Oh right and we hadn’t picked a name!
At 9:13 am our precious baby boy was born at 4lbs13oz and 18in long. We are so in love with our little guy. Now, to figure out this name issue!!! 

***promise, we ARE
working on the name*** 

Baby Boys Wild Ride: The Birth Story

Well, it’s official, my children like making surprise appearances for their births! Little man wanted to make sure he had a story to tell about his birthday and he sure has one. 

Friday was the beginning of this weekends festivities, it was the first day my best high school friend and her daughter, who’s 3, were arriving in town for my baby shower and my Moms best friend arrived as well. The girls spent the day hanging out and playing and having a blast and all of us grown ups spent time catching up and laughing at the kids being silk. Saturday my best friend from college and her 3 year old came into town. The level was raised exponentially. 

That night, after dinner I started to feel a little strange. Back ache started but it was the middle of my back so I didn’t think much of it. Then I started getting some abdominal cramping but not contractions. This was enough to make me need to lay down. I put my feet up, drank some water and finally the cramping let up but Braxton Hicks started. 
It was about 8:30pm so we decided to leave my parents’s house to get the girls in bed. After bedtime routine and Sofia was down, I realized the Braxton Hicks where getting a little stronger than normal. Around 9pm I started timing them. After an hour, I realized that they were about every 6.5min and fairly strong but not enough to be unbearable. I called in to the OB and waited for a call back. When the intensity was getting a little too strong and I hadn’t received a call back. I told my husband, we needed to go to triage. 
We were monitored in triage for a couple hours and the contractions weren’t stopping but since I was only 35
Weeks 1day, they wanted to try anything they could to avoid a cesarean if at all possible. 
I was given a single shot of Terbutaline which made me feel like my heart would best out of my chest, all while making my hands shake and giving me a massive headache and making my poor little guy go insanely busy with the effects too. They monitored me for a bit, contractions slowed but not enough for my OB to feel comfortable letting me go home.
We decided the best bet was overnight monitoring. Jonathan went home to be with Sofia and get some sleep. I think we were all fairly convinced that sleeping it off would make the contractions finally stop. Nope!
By 7:30am rounds the OB called it as the contractions were increasing in intensity and he didn’t want to risk it against my previous surgery scar or the cerclage. My c-section was scheduled for between 8-8:30am. 
Let the craziness begin! Mind you this was the morning of my shower and now we were making phone calls for coverage for Sofia and trying to put up posts canceling the shower, trying to get my husband back to the hospital in time. Panic was ensuing. Oh right and we hadn’t picked a name!
At 9:13 am our precious baby boy was born at 4lbs13oz and 18in long. We are so in love with our little guy. Now, to figure out this name issue!!! 

***promise, we ARE
working on the name*** 

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