Jenny took these quite awhile ago and in my very pregnant state, I forgot to post them. As always... beautiful.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
OH. MY. HECK.....
Yes my sis-in-law Jenny has blow me away yet again! She took so many incredible pictures of our new little guy that I had to share them with you. Not to mention the family photo shoot that she took in April that I still haven't shown you. Seriously look at these! Is he not just the sweetest little guy EVER! I can't stop staring them and at the little model himself. He is such a good baby and everyday I can't help but look at our little family and feel so very blessed. Cameron is such a good big brother and loves to help. Pete is so amazing with both of our boys. And Gray is just... perfect.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Let's compare
Graydon 9lbs 3oz, 21in, born 1 day early, pic taken 1 day old
Cameron 6lbs 3 oz, 21 in born 3 1/2 weeks early, pic taken 3 days old
The bears they are pictured with, are the some exact size... check out Cameron's skinny little legs and Grays chuncky ones.
How they got here... Graydon's story
Since Cameron came so fast and totally caught me off guard, I wanted to be prepared with this one. I was ready from end of April on... at my 36 week appt, I was told I was 2 centimeters dialated, 80% effaced and the head was in the 2 station. I had had contractions throughout much of this pregnancy including that week. So all weekend we were ready, thought any day might be it.... all... week...long... Went in for another check up, 2cm 80% effaced, head's gone back up? WHAT!? Felt awful all day, went in to the hospital that night with contractions. Having contractions every 7 minutes, one lasted over 8 minutes long, but they are sending me home. The nurse told me even though Cameron's contractions were mild, not to come back until they were so bad I could not walk through one. On Friday, at my 39 week appt I was 3cm but still not in labor. I set my next appointment on my due date Wednesday, June 16th to discuss signing up for an induction. I felt awful all weekend with contractions etc. Monday June 14th we had planned to run some errands and while out doing that I felt some strong contractions but they weren't consistent at all. I would go for hours not having one, then have a few. Finally at 8pm I was telling Pete I think my water might have broken, I had a really strong contraction. I called my mom to come help with Cameron, but told her not to hurry it's probably not really labor. We put Cameron down and got ready to go. My mom showed up around 9:15 and by then I was having a contraction every 5-7 minutes and they were strong. Pete was busy showing Morgan how to work our Netflix and Mom said "umm I think you better go"
The entire 30 minute drive to the hospital, we hit every red light and got behind every slow person and it was getting serious. Pete was speeding and I was doing my best not to swear. As we pulled into the hospital parking lot we had to wait for a really slow couple to pass, Pete had already planned on dropping me off at the curb so I could check in while he parked and when he did I stumbled out mid-contraction and cut right in front of the slow couple. There was no way she was in labor as much as I was. They checked both of us in at 10pm and I was at 7cm, she was being sent home.
I was trying to go without an epidural this time since Cameron's was so mild, but these contractions were violent! After waiting way too long I told them I wanted one and the anesthesiologist was the within seconds. It was so tricky staying still during the contractions but afterwards he offered a prayer and then I thanked him like a million times... "thank you for coming so quickly"... "thank you so much"... "thank you for going to school for so long"... "thank you"... I will never try to go without an epidural again. I could have delivered soon after that but it was 11:20 and we wanted to wait until after midnight so both boys would be born on the 15th.
Just before 12, my water broke the rest of the way and they came in, he was ready. I pushed for 10 minutes about 4 times and he was here. The doctor started laughing and said "I hope you don't have too many newborn clothes!" (which I had bought some in preparation of him coming as early as Cameron did) I didn't get it at first but then they weighed him and he was 9lbs 3oz. I was like WHAT!? I couldn't believe I had done it! He was beautiful but his faced was bruised from coming down so fast. We didn't get into our room until 3:30am but by the next day I was already dying to get home. No jaundice for Gray and at his first appointment he was 9lbs but within a week he had gained 14 oz. Cameron wasn't this big until he was 2 months old!
The entire 30 minute drive to the hospital, we hit every red light and got behind every slow person and it was getting serious. Pete was speeding and I was doing my best not to swear. As we pulled into the hospital parking lot we had to wait for a really slow couple to pass, Pete had already planned on dropping me off at the curb so I could check in while he parked and when he did I stumbled out mid-contraction and cut right in front of the slow couple. There was no way she was in labor as much as I was. They checked both of us in at 10pm and I was at 7cm, she was being sent home.
I was trying to go without an epidural this time since Cameron's was so mild, but these contractions were violent! After waiting way too long I told them I wanted one and the anesthesiologist was the within seconds. It was so tricky staying still during the contractions but afterwards he offered a prayer and then I thanked him like a million times... "thank you for coming so quickly"... "thank you so much"... "thank you for going to school for so long"... "thank you"... I will never try to go without an epidural again. I could have delivered soon after that but it was 11:20 and we wanted to wait until after midnight so both boys would be born on the 15th.
Just before 12, my water broke the rest of the way and they came in, he was ready. I pushed for 10 minutes about 4 times and he was here. The doctor started laughing and said "I hope you don't have too many newborn clothes!" (which I had bought some in preparation of him coming as early as Cameron did) I didn't get it at first but then they weighed him and he was 9lbs 3oz. I was like WHAT!? I couldn't believe I had done it! He was beautiful but his faced was bruised from coming down so fast. We didn't get into our room until 3:30am but by the next day I was already dying to get home. No jaundice for Gray and at his first appointment he was 9lbs but within a week he had gained 14 oz. Cameron wasn't this big until he was 2 months old!
How they got here... Cameron's story
Okay first a little background story of how things went with Cameron...
On February 14th I went in for my 36 week appointment, I was starting to feel awful and asked if I was going to have the baby soon. The doctor checked me and told me I was 0% everything and there was no way I way having this baby anytime soon. I went home, called in sick and was super depressed. Early the next morning I kept waking up around 3am with weird feelings, but kept falling back asleep. After around 5:30, I couldn't sleep anymore and woke Pete up to tell him. We both thought they were probably Braxton Hicks, since I hadn't had any yet and the doctor said I wasn't going to have the baby. We got up and Pete called in to work and we watched Lion King 1 and 2. Every so often I would have a "Braxton Hick" but it wasn't very strong, very frequent or very constant... Sometimes I wouldn't have one for 45 minutes, sometimes every 7 minutes. They weren't very painful just weird and in my back mostly.
Finally we decided to go to the hospital, finished packing and went in around 3pm. There was another woman there waiting to be brought back to triage and she looked like a bus had run over her. I had showered and put on make up and sat through my contractions saying I think I am having one... She was not showered and kneeling on the ground hunched over the chair screaming. They brought us both back and through the "very private curtains" I could her them telling her that she was still at a 3 and they were sending her home. Pete and I looked at each other and thought for sure they would send us home next. They came and asked me my due date, I told her, she kind of rolled her eyes at me... first time mom... left check to several other people, came back and checked me "Whoa you are 6 1/2 centimeters!" Then a flurry of activity... Peter called my mom, they gave me fluids, transferred me to a delivery room, offered an epidural, (which I didn't feel like I needed at the time, but wanted for the grand finale).
I started pushing around 9pm and delivered by 9:45. Cameron was face up and had a little bit of a cone head at first but otherwise perfect, 6 lbs 3oz 21 inches. I stayed in the hospital for 2 days and Cameron stayed one more night due to jaundice. Already by his first doctors visit he had gained back his weight plus some.
On February 14th I went in for my 36 week appointment, I was starting to feel awful and asked if I was going to have the baby soon. The doctor checked me and told me I was 0% everything and there was no way I way having this baby anytime soon. I went home, called in sick and was super depressed. Early the next morning I kept waking up around 3am with weird feelings, but kept falling back asleep. After around 5:30, I couldn't sleep anymore and woke Pete up to tell him. We both thought they were probably Braxton Hicks, since I hadn't had any yet and the doctor said I wasn't going to have the baby. We got up and Pete called in to work and we watched Lion King 1 and 2. Every so often I would have a "Braxton Hick" but it wasn't very strong, very frequent or very constant... Sometimes I wouldn't have one for 45 minutes, sometimes every 7 minutes. They weren't very painful just weird and in my back mostly.
Finally we decided to go to the hospital, finished packing and went in around 3pm. There was another woman there waiting to be brought back to triage and she looked like a bus had run over her. I had showered and put on make up and sat through my contractions saying I think I am having one... She was not showered and kneeling on the ground hunched over the chair screaming. They brought us both back and through the "very private curtains" I could her them telling her that she was still at a 3 and they were sending her home. Pete and I looked at each other and thought for sure they would send us home next. They came and asked me my due date, I told her, she kind of rolled her eyes at me... first time mom... left check to several other people, came back and checked me "Whoa you are 6 1/2 centimeters!" Then a flurry of activity... Peter called my mom, they gave me fluids, transferred me to a delivery room, offered an epidural, (which I didn't feel like I needed at the time, but wanted for the grand finale).
I started pushing around 9pm and delivered by 9:45. Cameron was face up and had a little bit of a cone head at first but otherwise perfect, 6 lbs 3oz 21 inches. I stayed in the hospital for 2 days and Cameron stayed one more night due to jaundice. Already by his first doctors visit he had gained back his weight plus some.
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