Yesterday was the first day we had the tree up and Carter was just as excited when he woke up as I thought he'd be.
Unfortunately he was so excited that he bit into a glass ornament. Yes, just like an apple, and yes it exploded in his face and mouth. And yes I screamed and freaked out, and yes, he's fine.
And yes, he now kisses the ornaments (very gently) goodnight before he goes to bed despite our efforts to curb the dangerous behavior.
Who knows, maybe he'll grow up, join the circus and eat glass for a living. We'd be so proud...
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
The memories are kind of fuzzy already
When my water broke at 4am last Tuesday morning, I wasn't thinking about how my next few weeks were going to be a little fuzzy. With worrying about pee, poop, boobies and jaundice the memories have all kind of melted together, but I'll do my best to remember the tale for all of you...
Cory, Carter and I drove to Yongsan last Monday to check into the storks nest. After settling in with some groceries (that I had to put my name on so the other people I shared the house with would not eat them) Carter and the huz left me to entertain myself for several days while they hung out at Osan.
Exciting for me when at 4 am I go to the potty and my water breaks. I had actually been praying that I wouldn't be stuck there too long considering the comfort level of the bed. Cory raced to Yongsan again (in only 45 minutes) and met me in the L&D room as I was being admitted. We did a lot of hurry up to wait, as I didn't dilate at all for the first 9 hours even with steady contractions and pitocin.
I requested my epidural as soon as I was admitted and assumed the "stance". Unfortunately after 3 tries (yes, that's 3 enormously large needles probing around my spinal column) they were unable to place it. About that time was when they started the pitocin and just previous to that the baby had a large deceleration and we were warned that a c-section may be soon to follow if the little guy misbehaved again. We were afraid of having to have the c-section without a running epidural (since they put you under general then) and I was terrified of having to go through ANY kind of labor without pain relief. Let's face it, I'm a wiener.
Only then did a tall dark and handsome man riding his valiant white steed enter the room (aka the anesthesiologist that was able to place the epidural) for the fourth and final try. Sitting perfectly still (In a horribly uncomfortable position) through contractions for 2 1/2 hours while they played with my spinal cord was not the best part of the day.
Finally at about 6pm they told me I was ready to push. And....after only 40 minutes, Baby Clay was here!
It was amazing on a variety of levels, I had successfully had a VBAC, I had actually pushed a human being out of my body on my own and there was now a new human being in the room that wasn't there the instant before.
Unfortunately, although I was congratulated for being a "natural" pusher, the rest of that anatomical area didn't get the memo and I spent the next hour being stitched up like a football. They even prepped an OR for me at one point (Ooh, how exciting).
Clay did great other than having some normal preemie issues. His glucose was only a 27 when he was delivered, so he was fed formula and sugar water for the first 6 hours. He was also pretty jaundiced and spent a total of 3 days under the bili lights.
However, even with a huge amount of heel sticks, artificial nipples, an IV and days under the bili lights he is a champion nurser!
We're finally home for good (keeping our fingers crossed - we have one more Dr. appt on Monday to check his jaundice) as of Thursday and we're thoroughly enjoying his little tiny presence.
Cory, Carter and I drove to Yongsan last Monday to check into the storks nest. After settling in with some groceries (that I had to put my name on so the other people I shared the house with would not eat them) Carter and the huz left me to entertain myself for several days while they hung out at Osan.
Exciting for me when at 4 am I go to the potty and my water breaks. I had actually been praying that I wouldn't be stuck there too long considering the comfort level of the bed. Cory raced to Yongsan again (in only 45 minutes) and met me in the L&D room as I was being admitted. We did a lot of hurry up to wait, as I didn't dilate at all for the first 9 hours even with steady contractions and pitocin.
I requested my epidural as soon as I was admitted and assumed the "stance". Unfortunately after 3 tries (yes, that's 3 enormously large needles probing around my spinal column) they were unable to place it. About that time was when they started the pitocin and just previous to that the baby had a large deceleration and we were warned that a c-section may be soon to follow if the little guy misbehaved again. We were afraid of having to have the c-section without a running epidural (since they put you under general then) and I was terrified of having to go through ANY kind of labor without pain relief. Let's face it, I'm a wiener.
Only then did a tall dark and handsome man riding his valiant white steed enter the room (aka the anesthesiologist that was able to place the epidural) for the fourth and final try. Sitting perfectly still (In a horribly uncomfortable position) through contractions for 2 1/2 hours while they played with my spinal cord was not the best part of the day.
Finally at about 6pm they told me I was ready to push. And....after only 40 minutes, Baby Clay was here!
It was amazing on a variety of levels, I had successfully had a VBAC, I had actually pushed a human being out of my body on my own and there was now a new human being in the room that wasn't there the instant before.
Unfortunately, although I was congratulated for being a "natural" pusher, the rest of that anatomical area didn't get the memo and I spent the next hour being stitched up like a football. They even prepped an OR for me at one point (Ooh, how exciting).
Clay did great other than having some normal preemie issues. His glucose was only a 27 when he was delivered, so he was fed formula and sugar water for the first 6 hours. He was also pretty jaundiced and spent a total of 3 days under the bili lights.
However, even with a huge amount of heel sticks, artificial nipples, an IV and days under the bili lights he is a champion nurser!
We're finally home for good (keeping our fingers crossed - we have one more Dr. appt on Monday to check his jaundice) as of Thursday and we're thoroughly enjoying his little tiny presence.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
What can I say? We make cute babies...
Welcome to the family:
Clayton James Naddy
Born on Tuesday evening at 6:52pm
6lbs 7oz 21in long
I'll elaborate more on the birth when things calm down a little here.
Clayton James Naddy
Born on Tuesday evening at 6:52pm
6lbs 7oz 21in long
I'll elaborate more on the birth when things calm down a little here.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
A good feeling
I realized a feeling yesterday that I don't get to experience very often. I was privileged to join my friend Anna to Yongsan. We left all of the kiddos at home and got to do a little shopping at the thrift store, the Cho Sun gift shop and the toy store they have there on base. Later, she joined me for my second weekly monitoring. (I also got to each Manchu Wok for lunch!)
However, what was so nice was that I missed Carter while I was gone. These days, especially since we've kind of been on lock down with taking it easy, I felt like Carter and I have had a little too much of each other. We are together every waking moment of every day. But to walk into the door this evening and hear, "Mama!" with excited eyes behind that snaggle tooth grin was a nice welcome home. I haven't been given a lot of opportunities to miss Carter, and I wonder what it will be like being up at the Stork Nest without him.
I think it was really good for both if us, to realize we need and love each other as much as we knew we did without having to fight 100 battles that day.
Yay for my wonderful hubby who has and will continue to be on "Super Daddy Duty" until baby arrives.
Countdown until Stork's Nest: 1 days
Until my parents arrive: 7 days
Until my official due date: 29 days
However, what was so nice was that I missed Carter while I was gone. These days, especially since we've kind of been on lock down with taking it easy, I felt like Carter and I have had a little too much of each other. We are together every waking moment of every day. But to walk into the door this evening and hear, "Mama!" with excited eyes behind that snaggle tooth grin was a nice welcome home. I haven't been given a lot of opportunities to miss Carter, and I wonder what it will be like being up at the Stork Nest without him.
I think it was really good for both if us, to realize we need and love each other as much as we knew we did without having to fight 100 battles that day.
Yay for my wonderful hubby who has and will continue to be on "Super Daddy Duty" until baby arrives.
Countdown until Stork's Nest: 1 days
Until my parents arrive: 7 days
Until my official due date: 29 days
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Smooth Sailing
Another good doctor's appointment today. My NST monitoring went great, I haven't dilated anymore but the baby's head is definitely now on "final approach".
The midwife also confirmed for me again that it is a boy. She even printed out pictures of his boy parts, although he's so squished in there, I can't tell what's what.
I have a reservation for the Stork's Nest on Monday. My cousin and her hubby are coming to stay at the DHL from Wednesday to Sunday (so we'll get to have T-Giving Dinner with them!).
Ideally, baby will hold on until the Friday after T-Giving (so I can enjoy one last good meal before I feel like a truck hit me for several weeks) and then we'll be home in time for my parents to be here on Monday. I cannot WAIT to see them!
Cory and I were just talking about how we're ready for all of this to get going and be settled. We've had enough waiting and worrying for awhile now and it will be nice to have baby home and healthy, enjoy family and the holidays and get going with our lives.
The midwife also confirmed for me again that it is a boy. She even printed out pictures of his boy parts, although he's so squished in there, I can't tell what's what.
I have a reservation for the Stork's Nest on Monday. My cousin and her hubby are coming to stay at the DHL from Wednesday to Sunday (so we'll get to have T-Giving Dinner with them!).
Ideally, baby will hold on until the Friday after T-Giving (so I can enjoy one last good meal before I feel like a truck hit me for several weeks) and then we'll be home in time for my parents to be here on Monday. I cannot WAIT to see them!
Cory and I were just talking about how we're ready for all of this to get going and be settled. We've had enough waiting and worrying for awhile now and it will be nice to have baby home and healthy, enjoy family and the holidays and get going with our lives.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Frigid
I don't care that it's a week before Thanksgiving. It's 0 degrees here, and it actually snowed two different times today. I'm playing Christmas music. If I could set up Christmas in July I would.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Cabin Fever Day 1
I know that I've really only been on official "modified bed/take it easy as much as you can" rest for less than a week, but in my husband's vocabulary that translates into "grounded and hostage inside my own dirty house." Cory's a very busy person and works harder than most everyday and I can't even tell him how appreciative I am of that. However, when it comes to household cleanliness we have different 'comfort levels' of dirty.
Cory theoretically has the right idea, we have an ajima come once a week and as long as dishes are getting cleaned every now and then and the trash isn't overflowing, then the house is clean. He knows that all the other things "can wait". I agree with him...in theory...but he's not the one watching the dust settle on the TV screen or seeing the layer of grime build up on the counters. And I know I can't ask him to keep the house as clean as I would, that's not fair...but it's driving me nuts being held captive here and not even being able to clean it!
I'm not pleading with him to come home and clean it, I'm pleading with him to let ME clean it!
And I really just want one trip to E-mart and few to the bx to finish Carter's birthday and Christmas shopping, I swear I'd be happy. Maybe let me go check the mail?
Countdown until Stork's Nest: 7 days
until my parents arrive: 13 days
until Carter's Birthday: 27 days
until my official due date: 35 days
Cory theoretically has the right idea, we have an ajima come once a week and as long as dishes are getting cleaned every now and then and the trash isn't overflowing, then the house is clean. He knows that all the other things "can wait". I agree with him...in theory...but he's not the one watching the dust settle on the TV screen or seeing the layer of grime build up on the counters. And I know I can't ask him to keep the house as clean as I would, that's not fair...but it's driving me nuts being held captive here and not even being able to clean it!
I'm not pleading with him to come home and clean it, I'm pleading with him to let ME clean it!
And I really just want one trip to E-mart and few to the bx to finish Carter's birthday and Christmas shopping, I swear I'd be happy. Maybe let me go check the mail?
Countdown until Stork's Nest: 7 days
until my parents arrive: 13 days
until Carter's Birthday: 27 days
until my official due date: 35 days
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